Snowed In

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It was cold. Really cold. He might have been inside, but that didn't matter as the winter breeze from outside seemed to blow through the little English cottage nestled just on the outskirts of London. Though snow wasn't uncommon in England, the nation's representative absolutely hated such weather. He much preferred rain. At least that meant things were warmer.


Things only seemed to go from bad to worse as the storm grew stronger and eventually knocked out the power. "Bloody hell," England muttered as he made his way to the closest to grab some candles and a flashlight. He debated lighting the fireplace as well, but decided against it since all his wood was outside. So instead, he sat close to the candles, huddled in the blanket that usually hung off the back of his couch, and tried to distract himself from the dropping temperature with a book. It didn't work as well as he wanted to, but it was better than nothing.


He was just getting into it until there was a knock at his door. Not really wanting to leave his warmth, England begrudgingly made his way to the door. His sour mood quickly changed as he met Germany's gaze. "What the bloody hell are you doing here?"


Germany gave him a small smile, "I came early for the meeting...to surprise you. Not the best time I guess."


England simply rolled his eyes and pulled the German inside. "Get in here." Though his heart fluttered at the knowledge Germany was here for him, he was also mad at him for doing something so reckless (which was very out of character for the German). Once he got Germany situated in the living room with a blanket and candles, England went out to get some firewood.


Soon there was a warm fire going and the two nations were cuddled under two layers of blankets. "God your freezing," England chirped as he felt Germany's cold hand against his arm. Before Germany could say anything, England took his hands and began placing soft kisses on them in an attempt to warm them up. He went over every callous and inch of skin, making Germany red in the face. He smirked once he looked back up at his partner. Perhaps snowy days weren't so bad.

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