Operation Hetalia

Chapter Thirteen ~Happy Valentines Day~

~Finland's POV~

I still hadn't gone back to Sweden's cafe in weeks. I felt strange since Sweden kissed me. I was so scared and nervous, I didn't know how I felt at the time. It was like part of me liked it.

A world conference was coming up, I was required to go. My Nordic friends wanted to carpool. That'd mean I would be stuck in a car with Sweden until we got there. Sealand would come with us too.

I didn't know how to feel about him now. Some people, like France, would say I'm being weak about it. Sweden needs to know how I feel, but so do I. I had to talk to him about it.

About an hour after thinking about Sweden, I found that I really like him. I had to tell him. I drove to the cafe really fast. Just as I thought, he was here.

Sealand greeted me as I walked in. "Oh, hey, Finland, feeling better?" he asked.

"Is Sweden here?" I asked.

"Yeah, he is cooking in the back." he said.

"Okay, thanks." I said, heading back to the kitchen.

Sweden was decorating a small strawberry cake. I smiled as he looked up at me. His eyes grew wide as I ran into his arms. He held me tight in the hug.

"Finland? I thought...I made you...hate me." he said.

I looked up at the man taller than me. His eyes were bloodshot and almost to the brink of crying. I had done this to him. He was wrong, I couldn't hate him.

"Sve, I'm sorry. You scared me when you did that. I think I like you, the way you like me." I said, nervously.

"Fin-" he said before I cut him off. I pressed my lips against his, making this more awkward.

Sweden held me tightly, not pulling away from the kiss. We stood like that, unending. Sweden smiled then pulled out for air. I gazed into his eyes, his warm tears spilled into my hair.

"Sve, do you love me?" I asked, still in his arms.

"Jag älskar dig." he said, in his native tongue.

I smiled, "Kuulun Ruotsin kanssa" I replied.

~Canada's POV~

Today was Korea's party. I'd gotten him a card and an ipad. England had dropped me off. I wasn't sure who'd be there.

"Da'ze." Korea said, as I walked up to him.

"Hi." I said quietly.

"Canada, how are you?" he asked.

"Fine. How are you?" I asked.

"Great. I like leaf hoodie. Much better than the dress." he smiled.

"Thanks, I didn't think much of it." I said, blushing wildly.

He kissed my cheek. "I still like it more than the red dress."

My face was even redder. I had my red maple leaf hoodie and blue jeans on. My hair was in pig tails under a light red beret. Like I said, I didn't think I looked as amazing as before.

"So, what do you want to do?" I asked.

"Be your boyfriend." he said, bluntly.

I stared at him, eyes wide. "Ye-yes."

Korea grabbed my arm and pulled me into a long embrace. I held onto him and he began to dance around the room. His living room had his family and some friends. He stopped and kissed my cheek again.

China had appeared, she had a chest like a girl now. "Korea, do you want to explain?" she asked.

"Are you really mad at her because of what England said?" he asked.

"I'm not mad at her about that. I'd like to know what your intentions are with her." she said.

"China, that's none of your business. I just plan to love and be with Canada." he said.

My face went red. "Want to cut the cake yet?" I asked.

"That'd be great." he said.

Everyone moved towards the kitchen. China lit candles and turned off the lights. Everyone sang the little song everyone loves. Korea laughed and blew the candles out.

"What did you wish for?" Taiwan asked.

"Secret." Korea snickered. Thailand laughed at his siblings and started to cut the cake.

I was handed a piece and some icecream. Me and Korea went to the front porch to eat. We sat on the railing eating the strawberry cake. The icecream was mint, weird combo.

"So you want to know what I wished for?" he asked.

"If you tell me it wont come true, though." I said.

He smirked. "Doesn't matter to me, it will."

A smile perked on my lips. "Okay." I said.

"That I could be with you when I'm older. Like I could be your husband. Your only husband in your entire life. I..think I love you. I've known you for so long, Canada." he said.

My face went as red as a strawberry. "Thats so sweet." I giggled.

Korea lost his smirk. "But what are we going to do about England and my sisters. China isn't too happy about it. Japan has no clue what to think. I don't it to affect us."

"Yeah, but if they care about us, then they'll get over it." I said.

Korea smiled again. It was so cute. He was right, we'd known each other so long, I loved him. His smiled made me feel much better.

France, who was one of the guests at the party, interupted, "China wants you to open your gifts, honhonhon."

"Okay." he said, us walking into the house.

Everyone sat around their living room. We watched as Korea opened gifts from his four sisters, then his brothers. He opened France's gift next, a chest with a note that read: When needed. Everyone looked at France, we all knew what was in the chest.

My gift was next. He read the card out loud. "Korea, I got you this because I have no clue what you'd like. Love Canada." he read. A small smile bloomed on his lips. He opened the gift, pulling out the ipad.

"I hope you like it." I said.

"Kidding? I love it! Thanks." he said, running up to me. I smiled and looked at him.

"Can we go on?" Vietnam asked.

Korea blushed and kissed my lips slowly. Everyone stared. I sat on the floor trying to avoid going further into the kiss. China pulled Korea off of me and frowned.

"Korea, hurry up, aru." she said.

Korea blushed deeper and returned to his gifts. After he was done opening them, he offered me a tour of his house. He showed me his room, putting away the opened presents. It was very clean, just a bed and a dresser with a tv on top.

"Cool." I said.

"Yeah, it's even better with you here. You've made today the best, Canada. With out trying. That's another thing I love about you." he said. Leaning in to kiss me again.

I leaned in, kissing him. My face lit up bright red and he grabbed my waist again. He started to dance around his room with me. He laughed as I held onto him.