A/N: Again, thank you everyone~!
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When America answers the door, he was surprised to see that it was France. Francs rarely comes to see America, unless it has to do with something important. That must mean he's here because of England.
"Ah, France, what's up?"
France gave him a smile. "Hello, mon cherie. I was just wanting to know if Angleterre's feeling okay."
America smiles at how France had come all the way here just to see England. This was definitely proving that people did care about England and his well-being.
America starts telling France of how, earlier today, England didn't seem too mad about having to love with him, and wasn't acting scary or anything like that. Then he tells France about how, a few minutes ago, he had England eat sliced apples, and how England ate all of it. France was actually surprised at that, but happy nonetheless.
After they finish their little chat, France says his farewells. America likes how France is being all caring and nice right now, instead of being a pervert like he usually is. Apparently, it's true that he can be serious when he wants to be.
America shuts the door and heads back into the living room, where he finds England sitting stiffly on the couch.
"Oi, dude, are you okay?" America asks, worried.
England jumps a little when he sees that America had returned, but then nods at the American. America then starts telling him where he'll be sleeping, where the different rooms are, and that if he needs anything, just come to him. England looks as though he's paying attention, but he also seems to be a little... off.
"C-Can I take a nap now, please?"
America's taken back but nods anyway. England gets up off the couch and follows America to the guest room.
"This is where you'll be sleeping..." America says, gesturing to the room.
The room's walls were a nice shade of light blue. There was a bed in one corner of the room, and a dresser with a mirror on it in the other. Next to the bed, there was a bedside table with a lamp on it, and along the walls were random paintings. Also, the carpeted floor was completely clear of trash or unneeded items.
England looked around the room. He was obviously happy that it was really clean in the room, since it means he won't feel the need to have to clean it up himself.
America leaves England by himself in the room, so he can have some peace. He knows England likes to be alone sometimes, not having anyone annoying him.
He's always calling America annoying and obnoxious. Although, it's just that America loves being energetic and loud. But he does know that right now isn't the time to be like that. He knows that he should be respectful, since England's going through something right now.
He leaves the room.
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It didn't happen often. Actually, this is probably the first time it has happened. England was feeling... guilty for lying to America. It wasn't a direct lie, of course, as in he had said it to America's face. But he had kept a secret that most likely shouldn't have been kept.
He had thrown up, and America doesn't even know it. He had been lying on the bed for a while, thinking about it. Thinking about the consequences.
If America were to find out, who knows how he would react? He'd definitely be sad, that's for sure. Despite how much he was pissed off at America, he still didn't want to cause him any sadness. He didn't want America to be upset because of him.
But isn't he a traitor...?
Yes. He was. He told everyone about England's "problem". How was he supposed to forgive that? America should've known better than to do something as inconsiderate as that.
But, even so, he just can't find it in him anymore to want to make him cry, like he did a couple days ago.
England will just have to keep it a secret? That'll be easy. Very easy, in fact. All he has to do is stay quiet about it. America will never know. He got rid of the evidence, anyway. He flushed—
Oh, shit. He forgot to flush the toilet. He had been in such a hurry to get back to the living room before America came back that he completely forgot to flush it. Oh no, this was not good. He needs to go flush it. Now.
He runs out of the room.
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After he left England alone, America decided to play some video games in the living room. He absolutely loved video games. It's a shame England didn't, though. He's sure that it'd be fun playing either with or against England in a game. But, unfortunately, England despises video games, saying they're just a waste of time. Oh well.
After a while of playing his games, he decides to start getting some things ready. Since it was kind of a sudden decision to have England stay at America's house, America didn't exactly have all that England would need. England would definitely need some of his own clothes, a toothbrush, and other items. Maybe he could go down to the hotel England had been staying at and have England come with him to get his stuff. But, for now, he'll have to let England borrow his things. He has some clothes that might fit England, which is good. As for a toothbrush, he's pretty sure he has an extra one England could use.
He heads into the bathroom and looks around.
Here's one.
He finds an unopened toothbrush in the back of the cabinets that's in the bathroom. He smiles as he holds the case in his hands. That's when he realizes it smells a little weird in the bathroom.
Where's that smell coming from?
America sniffs the air and figures out that the smell is coming from the toilet.
What the hell?
He lifts up the lid.
