(Y/n) pressed her lips to pocket mirror, giving it a little kiss. She was sitting on her bed, left in privacy as she practiced her kissing.
Her best friend Emil walked in the room, noticing the girl. A chuckle left his lips as he sat himself down on her bed.
'That wasn't good enough. Oh wait... EMIL IS HERE!'
(Y/n) quickly turned around, seeing the amused Icelandic teen. A bright red blush covered in cheeks, head hanging in embarrassment.
"Why were you kissing the mirror?"
"Umm, I wanted to practice my kissing. I-I don't think i-it's good enough."
Emil smiled and cupped her face.
"Why don't you practice on me elskan?"
The blush grew in shades, her heart pounding at a fast rate. His lips met hers, a kiss entwining between the two beings.
'His lips taste of licorice. And they're so soft.' Thoughts flew in her head as Emil continued to kiss (y/n).
They separated with a pop, cherry-colored blushes spread on both of their faces.
"Umm, I guess I'm sorry..."
"No. I like you Emil."
Emil's face was in pure shock. He smiled once again and gave (y/n) a peck on the lips.
"I love you."
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Anywhoo (I literally jumped for joy when Norway said that word), I'm totally busy for like, the next few weeks. During this time, I will try to upload and write as much as I can, so bear with me requesters!
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I should literally shut up and stop typing.
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Hetalia: Nordic 5 Oneshots and Imagines
FanfictionThe Nordics are one of the most popular groups in Hetalia, but they still need more love! Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya! Cover art does not belong to me.
