Thank you so much to BlazetheDragonite for this idea! uwu

"Mitch! Get back here!" Jerome yelled, chasing after the young brunet. Mitch turned around, a huge smile on his face. He laughed as he ran, a sparkling, newly-shined axe in his hand.

"You gotta catch me first!" The Canadian boy sped up his pace and ran into the nearby forest. Jerome rolled his eyes and followed Mitch. It was easy to see which way he went, since he chopped some trees while running. How dare he! Betty was just cleaned!

Finally, after a few minutes, Jerome had caught up to Mitch. He was standing at the end of the forest, where it opened up to a f lowery field. Betty was still tightly gripped in his hand. That was until Jerome landed on him, pushing him to the ground, and knocking the diamond axe out of his hand.

"Oof! Jeez Jerome! You're so heavy!" He heaved, pushing the American off of him. Jerome laughed, and then flexed his arm.

"It's muscle, biggums."

"Muscle, eh?" Mitch laughed. He was now sitting criss-crossed in the flowers. Jerome stared at him. He looked so cute. The light from the sun shined perfectly on him. His face looked soft and delicate. His smile made Jerome's heart race. Mitch took notice to Jerome's staring.

"What are you looking at? Is there something on my face?" He asked. Jerome blushed and shook his head.

"No, it's n-nothing." He quickly mumbled. Mitch noticed the redness of the others cheeks. He smiled, standing up and walking over to him. He grasped Jerome's arm, making him blush even more, if it were possible.

"Mh. Those are muscles, alright. Nice ones, too." Mitch purred. He wrapped himself around Jerome, who didn't reject it. Mitch pushed Jerome to the ground and sat on top of him. Their lips connected. Jerome was shocked, but within a few seconds, he kissed back. They kissed until they couldn't breathe, but kissed once again when they regained their breath. Mitch's hand slowly slipped up Jerome's shirt, resting on his abs. Jerome eventually pulled away, before things got too out of hand.

Mitch's face flushed. He hopped off Jerome and bowed his head.

"I-I'm sorry. I don't know what happened. It was all kind of sudden-"
"I liked it, Mitch." Jerome simply said.
"You did?" The smaller of the two perked up. The American nodded.

"Then why did you pull away?" Mitch inquired.

"I don't think it's appropriate to being doing things like that outside, in the open." He admitted. Mitch agreed, and the two stood up. Jerome dusted himself off and walked over where the discarded axe laid. He offered his empty hand to Mitch.

"Come on, lets go home. And don't take Betty again, or you'll be on the chopping block!"

Mitch giggled and accepted Jerome's hand. The two walked back through the forest, toward the house they shared.

Jerome leaned over and whispered into Mitch's ear, "And no matter how hard you try, you'll always be bottom."

Awh. How cute

Anyway, Thanks again BlazetheDragonite for the ideas! I know I've said it three times already but oh wells~

If you give me ideas, I'll stalk your page and probably read your stories, if I'm into their topic.

I'm gonna go eat cookies now because I can.