Erin: For once, I have nothing to say...
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia... Happy? =3=
This chapter's pairing: GerEng. I like this pairing ewe
Rated: I dunno... T, I guess. For the same reasons as last chapter owo
As Arthur stared at a beautiful looking cake in the window of a bakery, Ludwig was staring at Arthur. The Englishman had silky soft blonde hair, forest green eyes and the softest lips you could ever lay your eyes upon. All in all, Arthur was adorable. Ludwig mentally slapped himself. Why was he in love with his enemy?
"You alright there, old chap?" Ludwig was brought out of his thoughts as his crush was standing right in front of him now. "O-oh, ja. I'm fine. Let's just get zis over," He sighed.
What were they doing that the German disliked so much? Glad you asked. Arthur had been pulled along on one of Francis' shopping trips and Ludwig and Gilbert had been made to come along for unknown reasons. Most likely to carry the frog's bags and bags of clothes. There was one thing Ludwig did enjoy about this, though. When Gilbert and Francis were flirting with girls, Ludwig was able to spend some time with Arthur. And for that, he was grateful. "Mhm... Think we could sneak away or something?" Said island nation whispered.
"It's vorth a shot." The two blondes casually dropped the bags and started getting themselves lost in the crowds. Some incredibly rude people shoved the two out of their way and Arthur had managed to actually get lost.
Ludwig, being the obsessive crush he was, quickly noticed when the smaller had gone missing. Shit! It was going to be hard to find Arthur in this crowd. Way too many people were there and Arthur could be stuck with some idiots right now. Not thinking twice about being stared at, Ludwig started yelling. "Arzur! Arzur!"
Somehow, Arthur had managed to be in a small corner, waving in Ludwig' s direction. Zank goodness for zat... If somezing had happened to MY little England, I vould not have been happy... Ludwig thought, imaging what he would have done to the people if they had hurt Arthur. Well, can we just say that a few people would have gone missing? Most likely, forever!
Arthur blushed as he sipped his tea. Ludwig was staring at him. After getting lost and found, they decided to go to a little cafe here Arthur had gotten tea and Ludwig had coffee. Ah, the tea was warm. Arthur used his hand to fan his mouth area. It didn't help much. "Hm? Are jou alright?" Ludwig asked.
"No, I'm half left," Arthur joked, half heartedly. He had managed to swallow the tea and was no wondering why he didn't notice it earlier. Ludwig had lovely blue eyes, beautiful blonde hair and, all together, an extremely handsome face. It made Arthur wish he was Feliciano and be able to look into those eyes forever.
Wait. What was he saying? Arthur was the freaking United Kingdom! He couldn't have worthless feeling like love! His whole face turned red and he forced himself to turn to the wall behind him.
He heard a soft chuckle and turned around to see Ludwig' s face a tiny bit away from his own. "H-huh? What is it, wanker?" He stuttered. Ludwig's hot breath on his cheek was distracting.
Ludwig smirked. "Jou vere staring. Don't even try to deny it," He said. "So, I'm guessing jou von't freak if I done zis." Arthur felt his breath get caught in his throat as Ludwig closed the space between their mouths. Heh... Ludwig was right. Arthur did have soft lips.
They stayed like that for a minute before Arthur broke the kiss and turned away. "Don't ever do that again..."
Ludwig frowned
Oh, Arthur. Sweet, sweet Arthur. Vhy can't jou understand zat I love jou? Vhy can't jou love me?
Erin: That... Ended different than I intended to but I like it.
Now, another one of my opinions. I think this is my longest, best written and favourite chapter so far. What do you guys think? What's your favourite chapter? Lemme know in the reviews!
And, yes. I notice that I'm using italics instead of bold for the author's note but WHATEVER. XD
