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Framany: The Truth Will Out

"I am so sorry, Germany," England said, ignoring America laughing in the corner.

Germany groaned, before he rose to his feet. He turned to England.

The G8 meeting had called for a break, due to England and America arguing with each other. England was demanding that America tell him something, which America didn't want to do. The only one that had stayed behind was Germany, who had tried to stop the fight.

But then England brought his wand out, and instead of hitting America, he had hit Germany instead. The German supposed he should be happy that it hadn't done any physical damage.

But he had a feeling that it had done some damage.

"What exactly was that spell supposed to do?" Germany asked, looking at England.

"It's a truth spell," England said. "It's supposed to let you say everything you're thinking about out loud."

Oh. Sheiße.

"You are going to fix it, aren't you?" Germany asked.

"Of course," England said. "Um, just give me a moment to search for the correct spell."

"Wait," America said, a vicious smirk on his face. "How do we know there's actually a truth spell?"

"America…"

"Tell me something, Germany," America said, a smirk on his face as he ignored England. "Remember during World War Two, when Italy told us about those books and videos… are they true?"

"J-ja," Germany said, before clamping his hand on his mouth.

"Tell us more," America said, smirk widening.

"America, that's completely inappropriate!" England shouted, cheeks tinged pink.

"Oh? What's inappropriate?"

The three turned to see France at the doorway, a completely curious expression on his face. Germany's face turned redder.

"England hit Germany with a truth spell," America said, laughing wildly.

"A truth spell?" France asked, looking at Germany. "And did it work?"

"J-ja," Germany sighed.

"So, what was inappropriate?"

"Amerika wants to know more about our sex life," Germany said.

Germany's eyes widened as he clamped his hands on his mouth. England and America gaped at him, and France chuckled.

"Honhonhon," France said. "So, I am assuming that you told them about us, mon amour?"

"N-nein," Germany said, his face red. "I just… It… England, fix this!"

England jumped, and he quickly pulled out his little book of spells, flipping through it. His cheeks had definitely darkened.

"Attentes," France said. "I want to know something first."

"What is it?" Germany asked, looking resigned.

"Do you love me?"

"Why do you ask that? Of course I love you. I love you more than the sun loves the dawn. I love your golden hair and blue eyes, like the sun rising over the ocean. I love that mischievous twinkle. I love your laugh. I love how you want to make everyone around you feel special. I love how you make me feel warm. I love it when we make cakes together. Gott, Francis, ich liebe dich."

By now, the other nations had returned as well, and they were all listening as Germany professed his love to France. Said Frenchman chuckled, before he reached up to kiss the other on the cheek.

"Je t'aime aussi, Ludwig," France said.

The prompt was: 'Imagine your OTP where A and B are dating, but person B doesn't voice their feelings much. One day person B is cursed/drinks a truth serum and has to say everything they think about out loud. Person B starts saying "I love you" and other super cheesy shit to person A every five minutes. Person A enjoys it very much.'

I've been having trouble thinking of something with this pairing, so I decided on this prompt. And I enjoyed writing an embarrassed Germany.

And they hadn't informed anyone that they had been dating, but as they say, the truth will out.