Gotta love movies and video games, especially when you make 'em into all night marathons~!
Around 7 p.m. that night, America and the others had arrived to Kimi's apartment. Kimi feeling much more enthusiastic than Germany towards the abrupt activities, but managed to tolerate his older brother's irritating presence.
"Geez Kimi, how many horror movies do you have?" America exclaimed as he looked into the old shoebox full of movie cases.
"A ton, I've been collecting horror movies for quite some time now." Kimi replied while sitting on her knees next to America.
"I never knew you were into horror, don't they give you nightmares if you watch too many?" Canada lightly joked, sitting crisscrossed next to her.
"Nope, not even staying up till 3 a.m. watching Friday The Thirteenth, or the SAW trilogy until 1 'o clock could get one into my head." Kimi answered.
"You must be pretty brave." Canada chuckled.
"I guess…but I'm still easily startled when it comes to loud, or in-your-face surprises." She shrugged, a tinge of embarrassment lowering her tone.
"We all are, there's nothing to worry about!" America laughed, giving Kimi a pat on her back.
"Well knowing what most guys are interested in, I think I have a pretty good movie for you all to watch. Its one that I watched while I was sick in bed with pneumonia." She proclaimed, and began shuffling deeper into the neatly assorted cases.
Hearing her statement, the boys crowded around the movie stash to get a closer look at what Kimi was about to present. Once she reached the bottom of the trove, she carefully removed a movie box entitled, Zombie Strippers.
"Wait…THAT'S THE MOVIE YOU SAW WHILE YOU WERE SICK?" All of their jaws had dropped and their eyes widened as Kimi held the box in front of them.
"Yep, I skipped through the strip scenes though. Wasn't interested in watching, I just wanted to see it for the military fights and zombie gore." Kimi explained.
"Um, are you sure you're okay with your boyfriend watching this?" America chuckled nervously, his face engulfed with red.
"I don't mind, at least he'd have something to satisfy him." She said dismissively.
"U-uh, maybe we should watch a different one…" Germany suggested in a bit of a shaken tone.
"Okay, if you say so." Kimi grinned, brushing off the thought that Prussia looked so speechless behind Germany. "I can't really decide on a lot. Do you guys have a preference?" She finally asked with a slight frown.
America, Canada and Prussia sent a look to Germany, signaling him to make a move. Glaring at them, he simply sighed and knelt next to Kimi.
"We don't really know; this is your house, you choose." He answered.
"Hmmm…I guess if you guys don't mind watching something kind of sappy, we can watch Bride of Chucky." She concluded, holding the DVD case in her hand.
"Please tell me it's not just another gory movie!" America shuddered.
"Nah, this one's much milder. Still has a bunch of killing in it though, but it's either this or Slither." She smirked, looking back to see America's face had turned pale.
"N-no, this one's fine." He quickly responded.
"Wait-wait-wait, you mean to tell me, that we're watching one of those corny horror movies, and you two don't plan on making out?" Prussia asked with a stern look on his face.
"I guess…I really don't know. I mean sure, this one's a bit of a romantic-slash-horror comedy, but making out seems a little too much, don't you think?" Kimi stammered, scratching her head slightly in puzzlement.
Prussia brought America and Canada into a huddle, leaving Kimi and Germany who were in the kitchen gathering snacks. While she silently hummed to herself, Germany continued to feel a burning sensation on the back of his neck when he thought about what Prussia said earlier.
"Say Germany," She suddenly spoke, instantly snapping him out of his gaze.
"Ja?" He responded nervously.
"I'm sorry if our relationship hasn't been the most intimate, I really appreciate your patience with me." Kimi said, her tone apologetic and slightly guilty.
"It doesn't have to be, just ignore what my idiot brother and his friends have said." Germany replied with sincerity.
"I know, but I think you should handle the reins in this relationship. You lead, I'll follow." Kimi insisted; making sure her tone was declarative and believable.
Germany stared, completely shocked by the passionate look in her eye. They stood locked in each other's eyes, both completely silent and still. Suddenly their staring was broken, America grabbing Kimi's left arm while Canada took the other, Prussia linking his arms underneath Germany's armpits and dragging him to the hallway.
"What the hell are you doing?" Germany exclaimed, struggling against his brother's grip.
"You and Kimi are going to spend time together whether you like it or not!" Prussia answered sternly.
"We were already spending time together, even before America called." Kimi objected, completely unbothered by the fact she was being dragged.
"Well you two weren't doing anything, so we figured some time in one room would do you both some good!" America laughed.
"Sorry Kimi, we're just trying to help is all." Canada sighed.
"Nah, s'all good. I appreciate you guys helping." She chuckled.
"You actually don't mind them doing this?" Germany asked, looking at her like she had just lost her mind.
"I don't mind; this is what friends do…sometimes." Kimi answered, a nervous laugh escaping her.
Once Canada flung the door open, America nudged Kimi, sending her to the carpeted floor of her room with Germany following.
"Now you two are going to stay here, and do something like normal couples do!" Prussia commanded, before slamming the door shut.
"Arschlock." Germany mumbled angrily through his bared teeth.
Kimi let out a snicker, Germany then realizing that he was on top of her and scrambling to his feet.
"I'm so sorry, are you alright?" He stuttered with a red face.
"I'm fine, I've had harder landings than on carpet." She giggled, sitting up from the ground to her feet. "Welcome to my bedroom. Not much, but it's where I normally reside in my spare time."
Kimi's room wasn't very large, yet incredibly roomy and tidy. The sea soft light beige that coated the floor was spotless, a black bookcase against the wall had many items neatly placed on its shelves. A queen bed made up neatly with a solid black comforter sheet, and multiple pillows was backed up against the right side of the room with a wide gold Chinese fan on the wall above. On top of the dark wood dresser across from the bed, were her white laptop, a pair of headphones, a large wacom tablet, a tablet pen inside of its holder, and a small lamp that calmly lit the room along with a freshly lit vanilla scented candle. While Germany was still looking about the room and taking in each detail, Kimi simply made her way to the bookshelf where she grabbed a wooden black skull from the top.
"What is that?" He asked, arching a brow at the decorative piece.
"It's a hand crafted Day of the Dead skull I got from Venice Beach at the boardwalk, isn't it gorgeous?" She grinned, carefully holding the skull in her hands.
The skull was solid hard wood, painted with white designs from it's eye sockets to it's wide boney smile, a hot pink outlining a crucifix on each gravestone in it's eyes, a bright purple pattern hyping up the pattern on the back of it's cranium.
"It's very nice, I've never seen anything like that before." Germany nodded with intrigue, before turning his head to see a shelf with books. "I didn't know you read manga."
"I don't normally read it, but every once in a while I'll find a good one. I mostly read zombie books, or something online." Kimi replied. "Well they probably aren't going to let us out unless we do something a 'normal couple' would do, so what d'ya think? You're the one leading, tell me what you want to do."
Her words rang in his ears, the redness now moving to just all across his cheeks. Germany stood stiff while glancing towards the ground, Kimi rocking on her heels in wait of a response. Slowly and almost zombie-like, Germany moved towards Kimi until he was towering over her. She looked up into his eyes, caught up in how they shined like aquamarines in the light. Germany lost in her eyes, ones that were as smooth as the purest dark chocolate.
"I know I don't say this often, since I'm sure you already know…I love you, Germany." She said happily.
"Ich liebe dich, auch, Kimi." He replied in a soothing voice, one that sent an icy chill shooting up her spine.
Without warning, Germany held her face in his hands and pulled her in for a deep kiss. It happened so quickly that Kimi had no time to react, but didn't care, her heart was beating too loudly for her thoughts to be heard clearly. Unconsciously, Kimi wrapped her arms around Germany's neck, deepening the contact of their lips. It was the breath-holding contest all over again; both of them stood their positions like statues, waiting for one of them to break away for air. Thankfully they didn't need to hold their breath, but still needed to part due to their speeding heart rates and rapid panting.
Germany licked his lips, a puzzled look crossing his face when he tasted cherry. Kimi laughed at his confused expression, making it more difficult to catch her breath.
"What's so funny? And why do my lips taste like cherry?" He questioned.
"Sorry, I put on chapstick not long before this." She answered, looking back down at the floor.
Germany lightly smiled, before gently tilting her chin up close to his face.
"No need to apologize, can I have another taste?" He asked in a suave tone.
"Chapstick is for wearing, not eating…" Kimi giggled innocently, "But what the hell." She smirked, catching on to Germany's game.
Again, Germany planted a deep passionate kiss on her lips; lapping up the remaining chapstick in the process. Kimi couldn't help but smirk under his soft lips, holding back the laugh attack she was about to have from the butterflies tickling her stomach. Like a gun shooting a bullet in her back, another freezing cold shock shot up her spine when Germany licked her bottom lip. Her eyes snapped wide open to meet his begging and lustful ones, only making the laughter build up to the point of eruption. Kimi's laughter was becoming contagious, even Germany couldn't help but grin wider as he still tickled her lips with his tongue.
Germany wasn't about to give up so easily; he knew Kimi was about to burst out laughing. He broke away from her lips as she struggled keeping them shut, moving down to her collarbone and pecking up to her jaw. A couple small nibbles on her neck were what he needed to get Kimi to erupt with laughter, and he seized the first chance. While Kimi was completely laughing out loud from the sensual tickling, Germany took a firm grasp on the back of her head and pulled her into another kiss; his tongue successfully slipping into her mouth. The shock of this had silenced her laughter, even it seemed like the butterflies turned to falling flower petals as she became limp in his arms.
Though her heart was racing and she practically felt like she was floating on cloud nine, Kimi didn't make a single sound. Germany's tongue continued exploring every crevice, but was a little worried that Kimi had fallen asleep on him. Once he began pulling out, Kimi's tongue suddenly whipped into action and rolled around Germany's. He quietly moaned in his throat at the pleasuring surprise, catching onto her challenge with a smirk forming on his lips. It was like a full out wrestling match between their tongues, wrapping around and brushing against each other for dominance.
With a playful giggle, Kimi submitted and allowed Germany his new territory. He slid his tongue once more all over her mouth in a victory lap, and was allowed to exit. Once their lips finally departed, Kimi rested her head against Germany's chest, the sound of his heart pumping rapidly from the excitement clear and loud in her ear. The two were speechless due to the recovery of exhilaration, but knew that they enjoyed their make out session just by locking eyes once more.
"Glad I handed you the reins, Germany." She finally said with content in her voice.
"It was worth the wait." He said back.
"Think we should go join the others now?" Kimi suggested.
"Yeah, let's go." Germany nodded, before taking her hand and walking to the bedroom door; only to find two nosey countries falter to the floor when their supporting barrier was gone.
"Oh hey! You guys!" America laughed frantically as he got up from the floor.
"Were you two trying to spy on us?" Germany questioned in a demanding tone.
"Who? Us?" Prussia mused.
"Don't play coy, the evidence is right here." Kimi glared.
"I tried told them that it was a bad idea, but they wouldn't listen!" Canada explained remorsefully from the living room.
"It's okay Canada, you tried." She grinned empathetically at him.
"No harm done, I guess." Germany sighed dismissively, "We weren't making too much noise anyway."
"Probably good that we stayed pretty quiet, otherwise we would've been distracting you guys from the movie."
"Y-yeah, that's right, we were watching that movie you suggested!" America chuckled.
"Oh good! You watched Zombie Strippers after all, and how'd you guys like it?" Kimi smiled.
"It was awesome! Not as awesome as me, of course, but it's awesome enough for me to enjoy it." Prussia responded.
"Did you enjoy the movie, too, Canada?"
"Eh? U-uh…" He replied with a red flush on his face.
"Canada here kept running off to the kitchen during the gore scenes…so did I, those things were repulsive!" America shuddered.
"It's a zombie movie, what do you expect?" Kimi chuckled, Germany slightly grinning in amusement at her nonchalant response.
Break.
Later that night, Prussia, America, and Canada had said their farewells before leaving Kimi's apartment.
"I'm still pretty pissed at your older bro for pulling that stunt today." Kimi groaned.
"He's a perverted dummkopf, can't expect a lot more than that." Germany sighed disapprovingly.
"Well, I'm gonna make sure I get even with 'em." She proclaimed darkly, making her way to the kitchen.
"What are you going to do?" He asked, watching her as she collected items from the kitchen.
"I'm going to make him some soup, I call it, Witch's Brew." She answered with an evil smirk.
"You aren't going to poison him, are you?" Germany questioned concernedly.
"No, of course not!" She exclaimed, "I'm simply going to have him eat some tomato soup that I add some sauces to."
"That doesn't sound like a punishment."
"Oh don't worry, you'll see. But, I'm going to need you not to speak of this to him about this."
"I won't."
"Thanks, Germany." She smiled lovingly at him as she began pouring tomato soup into a saucepan.
Germany wrapped his arms around Kimi's waist from behind her, propping his head on her shoulder and observing how she made this "Witch's brew".
Blah, my brain's been partially scarred…oh well, now I know how some Hetalia fanfic writers feel. Hopefully you guys enjoyed reading this chapter, cuz I had to really dwell on the romance scene!