Hetalia Kisses!! (slowly updating again c: )

England :P

Well this is awkward :P

My internet has been down on my computer so I have to do all of the updates on my phone, and I have no bloody idea if I can dedicate from a mobile device... D:

This chapter is for the lovely @dandere_usagi429 and once again I'm really sorry about the dedicate thing..I'll fix that ASAP

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You sat at the other end of the long table, staring at England, holding your head in one hand while the other was twirling a pen.

He would glance at you every once in a while with his bright green eyes, looking up from all of the treaty's and agreements he had to sign.

It had been this way for about 15 minutes, ever since you walked in asking him if you two could go get ice cream, and he just ignored you.

You continued staring at him, as he leaned in closer to a paper on the table.

He glanced up at you through his hair, sitting back up and flipping it uh to the side.

This made you mentally squeal, you've always had a crush on your best friend.

You continued staring at him, beginning to tap the pen noisily on the table.

He stopped writing for a moment, before he continued to write, his shoulders scrunching up with every tap of the pen on the table in annoyance.

You continued, a faint smirk on your lips.

He eventually scowled up at you.

You narrowed your eyes at him, faking anger.

"Will you quit that?" He said, gruffly.

You stopped tapping the pen on the table, setting it down beside a book that was in front of you.

You looked at the cover of the book.

"War of the Worlds" by H. G. Wells.

You rolled your eyes.

England watched as you opened the book, reading the first page.

He thought you liked it, but to his surprise, you let out a huff and slammed the book shut, looking back at him.

He blushed a little bit, looking down at the treaty he was to sign with yet another country he barely knew.

As England continued working, you decided to be a pest.

You made a farting sound with your mouth. He glanced up at you, then resumed working.

You smiled ear to ear, doing a louder fart with your mouth. He glanced up at you again, the glance a little meaner and longer.

You made several farting noises, with you mouth, also using your hands.

England glared at you. He watched as you made yet another fart noise.

One of his eyebrows twitched.

You made another fart noise, this one the loudest and most ridiculous of them all.

England stood up angrily.

"GAH!!" He slammed his fists against the table.

"What the bloody hell do you want?!" He yelled at you.

You frowned at him.

"I want you and I to go out for some ice cream." You exclaimed.

He rolled his eyes, sitting back down.

"I have only one more paper, you git. Then we can have ice cream, or what ever you Americans call it." He said, a small smile on his lips.

You grinned like a Cheshire Cat.

"Okay.." You squealed, practically bouncing around in your chair while he read and signed the final paper.

"Okay I'm done." He let out his breath. He looked up at you just as you jumped up from your seat, running over to his, then jumping on and straddling his waist, the force sending the chair toppling to the ground, you both in it.

You couldn't help but laugh, until you both realized your position.

Neither of you moved.

He lifted his head up, so his nose touched yours.

Your blush darkened a shade, his arms wrapped tighter around your waist.

"I love you (Y/N) ." He whispered, leaning in to kiss you.

Once your lips met, you knew that you would have to piss him off WAY more.

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To everybody who would make farting noises just to get his attention... you have my highest respect