They were at America's room, playing some games.
Not that the blond could really focus on the TV's screen.
The colorful lights reflected on the Korean face, high lightening the challenging smile on his lips, the eyes sparkling with amusement, while the Asian was cheering excitedly or grunting in frustration according to how the dispute went. And that was somehow much more interesting to the blue eyes than the lights and explosions at the game.
It was a wonder how US was still able to keep the game going.
Then, Korea's phone rang.
The distraction made the brunet's character get killed and caused a whine in distress. He answered the phone while the host kept playing.
The initially impersonal voice tune suddenly become merrier and somebody made the Asian chuckle. Then, he squealed and blushed, while a foolish smile popped on his face. Even if the hero tried to pick something, he couldn't understand his friend's mother tongue.
"I'll get going da ze~!" –announced the shorter man as he ended the call.
"What? No! Who was that?" – the American pouted.
"Not. Your. Business. Da. Ze~!" – the Asian answered, smirking mysteriously.
"What?! No way the hero will let you go! What if something happens?! You know what sort of freaks and pervs can be out there?!"
"What if wanting something to happen originates on me?"
"WHAT?! Dude, are you crazy?!"
"Listen, America-ssi. You have your own life. I can't be on stand-by forever da ze. Either you let me live my life or…" – the brunet had an uncharacteristically stern expression, piercing the blue eyes with his dark daring ones.
"O-or what?"
"Never mind da ze." – dark eyes avoided the blue ones, in defeat – "Just be happy and let me look for my own happiness, since it won't originate where I kept searching for it da ze."
"What you're talking about, buddy?"
"I'm fed up of just being people's 'buddy' da ze! I want to be special to someone, as much as I want someone that makes me feel…"
He was interrupted by the phone again. He answered in Korean, on an apologetic tune, but was unable to finish whatever he was saying, as the hero snatched the device from his hand and just butted in:
"Yo, whoever it is, he's not going. Stop bugging him." – and then, the phone was sent flying through the window.
"Why did you do that da ze?!" – the Asian complained, before heading to the door, just to be stopped by a heroic hand holding his sleeve – "What now?!"
"I said you're not going!"
"Oh, yeah? How can you stop me da ze?!"
Then, America pulled him to a kiss, surprising the Asian, who was just so dazzled by the sudden caress that didn't realize that the knot fastening his vest was undone, the tie keeping it on place gone. He was still dumb folded when he was thrown at the bed, but didn't complain because he soon has company.
He panted with the featherlike kisses on his neck and chest.
"W-what are you doing da ze?" – the brunet asked, when he realized that his friend was using the strap from the hanbok to tie his wrists on the bed frame.
"Now you won't go anywhere." – the blond smirked.
"Hey, that's not fair da ze! You fooled and traped me!"
"Well, weren't you the one wanting something to happen? And going against and abandon the hero? Now the hero is punishing you." – the blond retorted, playfully touching the brunet's chest partially exposed by the now opened shirt, enjoying how nicely the smaller body squirmed at the contact.
"Are you punishing me for trying to have a life, for trying to make happiness originate on me?!"
"Can't let you go, because it doesn't feel right not having you by the hero's side!"
"And you think it's right to keep me tied when you already has someone else da ze?! What does it make me da ze?!"
"I-I…"
"So… is that all that I became to you da ze?" – a disappointed voice asked, coldly.
The blue eyes suddenly opened wide, fully awake.
He wasn't at his room, but at a couch that originated in Korea, with his friend watching some drama, the with touched teary eyes, sobbing sympathetically.
Oh, now US remembered coming unannounced to his in-law's place that evening, with a new game they had to try and the unsuspected host's favorite snacks.
Since it used to be common place months ago, there were no questions, but it made the brunet squeal happily and confess being relieved that his differences with Japan didn't spoil their friendship at the end.
Then, they chatted casually for a while, until the hero asked about the humors of him hanging out with imaginary friends.
The shorter man retorted humorlessly that Canada was real, even if noticing him originated in Korea only – and changed the subject, asking about the new game.
The first display made the Asian choke on the snack he was munching, blush and stutter uncontrollably, until he managed to say:
"W-why did you bring this kind of stuff to show me da ze?!" – the brunet pointed accusingly at the obviously adult content.
The guest laughed his guts out.
"Man, you should see your face! The hero just wanted to check how you'd react!"
"Yep, so funny da ze." – dark eyes rolled, annoyed – "Why don't you play that with the right Asian da ze?"
"Aren't you the right one?"
"N-NO!"
"Sorry dude, I forgot that the prankster sidekick deep inside is a prude!" – US earned a growl in protest, that was ignored, while the hero was cheering inside his head 'He stuttered and blushed, so the hero is on!' – "That's the real one for us to play."
"No, I don't want more games from you, dishonoring my game set enough for a night already originated in you!" – the brunet whined.
"Uh… so what will we do?"
"Let's watch some movies da ze. That one didn't originate on me, but I think you'll like it." – the host decided, turning on his computer and accessing some links on a language foreign to the blond… that was not a specialist, but guessed it was Japanese, instead of Korean.
When it started, there were some kind of monsters feasting on a cute girl… not just as food.
"UGH, THAT'S SO GROSS, MAN! And you complain about what I showed you, but it's kid's stuff comparing with this! Now I'll have nightmares for weeks! So not cool!" – now the hero was blushing like mad.
"Starting it originated on you da ze~! And you should love this, since it originated on your beloved one too!" – it was the time of the shorter one laugh out loud – "But that is gross. When I first found the link, I thought it was weird, but didn't mind checking on it da ze." – the Korean agreed, making a face – "So… no more of this kind of stuff da ze?"
"Deal!" – the defeated hero agreed quickly, wrinkling his nose. 'He… teased back and laughed? No way!'
"So… what about the other game you came to show me da ze?"
Then, the blond was in charge of setting the game while the brunet went to get some soft drinks for them… and let the coke bottle slip from his hand when he saw his friend shirtless. Luckily, having good reflexes originated in Korea and he was able to avoid the mess.
"Hey, good move!" – the hero smirked.
"America-ssi… did watching those weird things made you hot da ze?" – asked the disbelieving and slightly blushing Asian, setting the beverage, glasses and ice bucket at the table.
"Well, maybe…"
"You know, doing much to help on his case don't originate on me, so you'll probably be better at the next door da ze." – the brunet reasoned, pointing to East.
"No, here is more fun~!"
"A-are you sure da ze?"
"Sure!"
"So… solving this problem must originate on me?"
"I-I guess…"
"Ok." – the smaller man shrugged off, as if that was not a big deal at all.
"Or… what, really?!" – it was the blue eyes that blinked in disbelief now.
"Knowing how to solve it quickly originated on me da ze." – the Korean approached with a confident smile… then he tugged his guest's pants… and dropped ice cube inside the hero's underwear.
"HEY, THAT'S NOT COOL! OH, MAN!" – the American complained, struggling to take the piece of ice from his own clothes.
"What can be cooler than ice, America-ssi?!" – the Asian was laughing so hard he had to sit to prevent falling on the floor – "Anyway, problem solved or does shoving the ice bucket there have to originate on me?"
"Now the hero is cold and wet!" – US whined – "You did it, buddy, so warm me up!"
"Oh, you want me to put pepper sauce there da ze?"
"NO!"
The Korean chuckled.
"C'mon! Don't let it defeat the hero da ze. It will dry off soon, and I bet you'll forget about that when playing!"
"But the hero is player 1." – the American pouted. Not that the other would really fight about it.
Anyway, the Asian was right and the game soon made his mood to usual fun loving one.
At some point, an heroic move for feeding his friend started… tucking Korea's face with the food, making it greasy, full of crumbles and annoying the shorter man.
So, instead of taking that as a thoughtful gesture, the brunet gave up the game accusing the American of cheating to win.
"Of course you're doing that to distract me and then brag about winning even if you played single handed! Why else would you keep shoving food at my face da ze?!"
(But Korea said that after they had a fit of laughing when US was trying to feed his friend without taking his eyes from the TV screen and managed to accidentally stucking a snack at the brunet's nose, causing their game to be over)
Then, after washing his face originated on Korea, they decided to watch K-dramas to humor the host… and the hero ended up snoozing.
Yes, that's what happened so far.
And the blond having another weird dream.
Suddenly, the Asian's phone rang and was answered almost automatically.
At first, Korea spoke in quiet whispers that soon became excited, even if he tried to keep his voice down not to wake the hero that he didn't notice that was already awake.
The hero felt his heart stung when he witnessed his friend blushing at the phone and apparently stutter in his own language and awkwardly make fun of himself, laughing it off. Dark eyes were even softer now, and a sheepish smile was displayed. Then, Korea glanced quickly at the calendar and apparently set an arrangement that raise his spirit even more.
US felt like getting rid of that stupid phone like on his dream, but just couldn't.
His buddy deserved to be happy, to feel special and loved.
As much as it hurt the American, now that he realized someone else could indeed earn the heart that originated in Korea and treasure him, he admitted it was not heroic at all to keep his buddy from happiness, since, right now, the hero couldn't offer him that, being his in-law.
Even in case Korea did have feelings for him, it wouldn't be fair to anyone.
What the hell was he doing there anyway?
Notes:
Well, there are lots of... uh... alternative adult stuff at games and the net. And lots of this is in Japanese.
A friend of mine once showed me some drawings of mutilated girls being molested and told me that it was a new kind of fetish originating in Japan, named 'guro'
i just can say that I don't really get much about many fetish stuff, I just hope people don't do that on real life!