Hetalia One Shots

Awkward~ [lemon]

[I apologize in advance]

Emil walked into the house, which was blessedly silent and calm. Lukas was out with Mathias, and Tino had taken Berwald out ice skating. Emil snickered at the thought of Berwald trying to skate. He knew the older, stoic man couldn't.

Sighing contentedly, the teen pulled off his jacket and threw it on the couch before heading into the kitchen. He grabbed all the snacks he could hold, making extra sure to grab his favorites: licorice and coke.

Perfect.

Silently, he headed up the stairs with his supplies, ready to tackle the task before him.

The next chapter.

The worst nightmare of any writer was trying to start a new chapter, and having no idea what to do with it. He had fluff, he had angst, he had more fluff, he had a lot more angst, and he even threw in a single smut scene.

Emil was pretty sure he failed that.

But now he was stuck, with an ending in mind and no way to get there, with still six chapters to fill. Hopefully, the food would improve his creativity cells and he could update this stupid story.

He hadn't updated in three and a half months.

After picking up the package of licorice he dropped (twice) and his bottle of coke he dropped along with it, he finally opened his bedroom door, instantly dropping the contents in his arms onto his bed. Turning, he started at the sight of his boyfriend sitting innocently at his desk.

His laptop-Emil's laptop-sat on Leon's lap.

"Leon! What the hell do you think you're doing?" Emil snatched his laptop off of the Asian's lap, while the other stared at him. Emil snapped the laptop closed and threw it on the bed.

"Did you like, write that?"

Emil froze.

"What?"

Leon jumped up and grabbed the laptop again, opening it and swiftly typing in the password before Emil could protest.

"This. It's like, a story about Lukas and M-"

"AH STOP IT!" Emil shouted, closing the laptop onto Leon's hand forcefully.

"Ow! Emil, what-"

"Get ouuuut!" Emil whined. Leon sat steadfastly, refusing to leave as he crossed his arms. Emil could see his eyes, which glinted wildly. "Pleaaaase?"

Emil sighed. "How much did you read?"

Leon grinned.

"I like, got all the way to the end."

Emil flushed a bright red, his eyes widening in horror.

"A-all of it?"

Leon smirked at his reaction. "So...you're like, a pretty good writer."

Emil groaned and fell on his bed, shoving the food away from himself.

"Seem to have a bit of like, knowledge yourself too."

Emil sat up and, blushing bright red, muttered, "I'm a virgin. I doubt that."

Leon burst into laughter.

"I don't believe you."

Emil let out a small shriek and fell back onto the bed as Leon continued to chuckle. The laughing teen set down the laptop and stalked over to Emil and leaned over his shrinking figure, lightly tapping the sheets.