EstLat, ch. 3

"I love you".

Estonia's cobalt eyes peered down gently at the younger nation, waiting for a response. The worst he could do was say no, right? But now he wasn't so sure what to think anymore. Latvia was staring at his chest, tears threatening to fall from his eyes.

Why? Why is he saying this to me? Why now too? He knows what happened last week, can't he remember that?

"You. . ." he trailed off, now looking at him directly in the face.

"Huh? Is there something you need. . ?" Estonia said, concern hanging in his words.

"Why did you wait to tell me? Why couldn't you have just told me in the first place?" Latvia's voice grew in volume, his anger rising through him. "I wouldn't have been threw so much pain! If you really like me, why couldn't you have told me?" He began to sob onto the pillow beside him. Poland stood silently next to Lithuania, who had recently entered the room to find his friends in their situation.

"Hey Estonia, " Lithuania broke the tension. "Could you come help me in the kitchen with something?"

". . . Yeah, I guess." He stood up from his seat on the floor, and trudged through the hallway, not once showing anyone his face. Poland shot a look at Lithuania, and went to sit in the seat next to Latvia.

"I guess I should go finish that cake then, yeah?" Lithuania questioned the remaining nations.

"Make sure it still tastes as good as it always does, Liet. I'll wait here for it"

The blonde waved his hand at Lithuania, sending him off into the kitchen. Lithuania shrugged, and walked through the hallway. Poland turned to the smaller nation on the couch, who was gently weeping with his hands over his face. Poland gently placed his hand on Latvia's shoulder. "You know, he's like, a really nice person."

"B-but then why did he w-wait to tell me? H-he should've t-told me earlier. . ."

"He waited because he knew you liked Sealand, and he didn't want to interfere with you two. He, like thought it would be better to let you be happy, duh!" Bright blue eyes shined up at Poland.

"R-really?" Poland grinned and nodded.

"You should totally go and make up- " but the boy had already dashed out of the room. "Go see if my cake is ready!" The Pole shouted down the hallway.

-X-

"He hates me Lithuania, he really hates me." Estonia said, slumping over the kitchen table with his hands covering his face. Lithuania looked sympathetically at the younger Baltic.

"Surely he doesn't hate you, he just probably misunderstood you, that's all." He reassured.

"I doubt it." Footsteps echoed through the hallway, and Latvia appeared in the doorframe. Lithuania looked up from icing the cake, and motioned for Latvia to go over to Estonia. He did, walking slowly over to the dejected nation, and wrapped his arms around the older nation's waist.

"I'm sorry. . . I just didn't know what to do, and I-i was still really sad from last week a-and- I really do like you back, s-so" He was cut off by a finger pressed gently against his mouth.

"There's no need to apologize. I should have picked a better time to tell you how I felt." He smiled warmly at the smaller Baltic.

"You two should, like, totally kiss already. Get on wit-" Poland was cut off by Lithuania's hand.

"The cake is ready, don't you want the cake?"

"I totally call the first piece- hey, where are you going with my cake?" Poland shouted after the brunette who was walking out of the room, cake in hand. Estonia smiled and hugged Latvia closer to his chest.

"A-are we dating now, Estonia?"

"I guess we are, aren't we? Don't worry about hurting me anymore. I'll always be with you now, even if you make mistakes. I promise." Latvia smiled at him, and snuggled into his arms.

"That's a promise. I love you."

"Me too."

-X-

I apologize if the ending came off as cheesy. I generally prefer writing crack, so this is a first for romance.