Kiku is always breathing down Alfred and Arthur's back, teasing that they are a couple. Funny thing is, they actually are. They aren't very open about telling people though, so there are bound to be surprises for the other representatives. LEMON. BO...
After the meeting, America drove them to a restaurant. It wasn't anything fancy, but it was nice. It was Olive Garden after all. While England complained about how the bread sticks weren't ACTUALLY bread sticks, America thought out how to do his plan.. Casual slip it into the wine? Wait. England wasn't getting wine for once. SHIT.
" uh... Iggs? Are you sure you don't want a glass of wine?" America suggested. " I'm bloody POSITIVE. Last time I got wine here it tasted horrid." He said and sighed " Why do you want me to get drunk anyways?" He asked him.
" Babe, no! You know I don't want that! I was just askin' because you usually get wine..." Alfred said calmly. " Alright..." Arthur said, giving a look still. He was suspicious of his lover's actions.
The waiter took forever, getting Arthur mad. Just as he started to mumble about how the waiter took forever, the waiter came and took their drink order. America held England's hand gently.
" I swear Alfred... I bloody hate this restaurant..." England sighed. In public obviously they had to call each other their human names.
" Well what if I could make this your favourite restaurant in the whole world?" America retorted, smiling. " Like that could ever happen." England said as he rolled his eyes. " I believe I could though." America had a smirk on his face now.
America coughed a few times, taking England's other hand. " Arthur Kirkland. Ever since I was young, I knew I loved you. In more then a brotherly way too! I just could never admit to it because of what you saw me as; a child. Even as I revolted I knew I was doing it so I could be your equal. To be your lover. I've seen you sad, happy, drunk, mad-" he said " But now I want to be the reason you start crying in this Olive Garden."
England went to question him, but before he could get a word out America was on one knee, holding out a box. " Arthur James Kirkland, you make me the happiest hero in the world. Probably in the universe. That's why I want to spend every minute of the day with you. So, will you give me the honour of being my lover?"
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