Rating: G
Pairing: England/China + Hong Kong
Word Count: 280
Notes: New Pocket picture = distraction from homework. ;3333; New Pocket picture. There are not enough words in the English language to help me express my excitement and joy.
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The scene was a feint blur in the back of Hong Kong's mind, almost as if his memories were not memories at all, but phantasies. Yet scenes like that could not be made up. He remembered them too clearly, too vividly.
The scene he had dreamt about that night, for instance, was far too real for it to be an illusion. He could still picture those shining green eyes brimming with care and fondness. A tender smile, almost too kind and genuine, but it was definitely there on England's face. And he could feel himself in warm arms and hear that carefree laugh from the man who held him. When Hong Kong turned his face, gold eyes shining with love greeted him. China's smile was warm and relaxed, and the tenderness with which he held Hong Kong made the small boy smile.
"I suppose the boy can have a bite," came the soothing Englishman's voice. Hong Kong returned his attention to England just as the blond nation held the treat out to him. A chuckle escaped England's lips as Hong Kong eagerly leaned forward to take a bite.
"Just one," China affirmed, not wanting the small child to ruin his appetite.
As Hong Kong chewed the small dumpling, he noticed the way the two older nations looked at each other. Their smiles were sweet and tender, their gazes soft and doting, their voices loving and warm.
When Hong Kong opened his eyes, he knew that the scene he had dreamt was real. It was a memory from the past, a memory of the days when happiness surmounted treachery, a memory that Hong Kong would silently cherish for years to come.