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         : ̗̀➛France tapped her pencil against her desk, glancing over at Belgium with a playful smile. She had noticed his shy demeanor since the day they started working together, and she couldn't help but be drawn to him.

"Hey, Belgium," she said, leaning in slightly closer to him. "You know, you've been awfully quiet today. Is everything alright?"

Belgium shifted in his seat, feeling a flush creeping up his cheeks. "Uh, yeah, everything's fine. Just... you know, thinking."

France  chuckled softly. "Well, don't think too hard. You might strain that brain of yours." She winked teasingly, causing Belgium to blush even more.

Despite his shyness, Belgium found himself smiling at France's playful banter. She had a way of making him feel at ease, even when he was feeling nervous.

As the day went on, France couldn't resist finding excuses to talk to Belgium, whether it was asking for his opinion on a project or sharing a funny story from her weekend. And each time she spoke to him, she couldn't help but notice the way his eyes would light up, albeit shyly.

During their lunch break, France found herself sitting next to Alex in the break room. She flashed him a mischievous grin. "So, Belgium, do you have any plans for the weekend?"

Belgium fidgeted with his sandwich, feeling a little flustered by France's directness. "Um, not really. Just... you know, relaxing at home."

France leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Well, how about this? Why don't we hang out together? I know this great little café downtown. We could grab a coffee, maybe catch a movie. What do you say?"

Belgium's heart skipped a beat at the suggestion. He had never been very good at making plans, especially with someone as outgoing as France. But the thought of spending time with her outside of work filled him with excitement.

"I... I'd like that," he stammered, a shy smile spreading across his face.

France beamed at him, feeling a surge of affection for the sweet, shy guy sitting beside her. "Great! It's a date then. I'll text you the details later."

As they returned to their desks, France couldn't wipe the smile off her face. She had a feeling that this was just the beginning of something special between her and Belgium. And she couldn't wait to see where it would lead.

 The rest of the week seemed to fly by for Belgium, his mind buzzing with anticipation for the weekend ahead. He found himself stealing glances at France more frequently, his heart doing a little flip every time their eyes met.

When Friday finally arrived, Belgium couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness. He double-checked his outfit in the mirror, opting for a simple yet stylish look that he hoped would impress France.

As he waited for her outside the café they had agreed to meet at, Belgium's heart raced with anticipation. And when France finally arrived, her smile lighting up her face, Belgium felt a rush of relief wash over him.

"Hey there," France greeted him, her voice warm and welcoming. "Sorry I'm a little late. Traffic was insane."

Belgium shook his head, his nerves easing as he returned her smile. "No worries. I haven't been waiting long."