Hetalia Boyfriend Scenarios

When You Fight

This was requested by @MCookieM who; might I say, I love her/his idea. Although I could also call this when you cuss them out in their mother language. BTW there is a lot of uncensored cursing in this chapter. Trigger Warning.

America -

"You always have to do this don't you? Why can't we just do something?" You yelled at him. You were incredibly tired of him lounging around all the time, and you wanted to go out, like, with him.

"I am doing something! Sorry that I don't have some weird urge to go outside all the time! Go do something yourself if you're that desperate!" he yelled back, louder with each sentence.

"Oh I'm desperate?! Have you looked in the fucking mirror lately?! You sit around all day, doing bat-shit nothing! IT'S NO FUCKING WONDER THAT EVERYONE CALLS YOU A FAT LAZY FUCK! YOU KNOW WHAT, YOU'RE RIGHT! I WILL GO OUT ON MY OWN, I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOU BEING THERE!!" you screamed at him. You were too angry to care about what you had said. He stared at you not speaking.

"Well, thank you for notifying me of that." he said bitterly, before walking out and slamming your front door. You almost ran after him. Almost.

Instead you thought over what you had said. You regretted it immensely, and knew you didn't mean it. You crumpled to the ground and sobbed. After all, you had to care, because if you didn't care, you wouldn't be crying.

England -

"No Arthur, I love you but your cooking is almost inedible." you said. Fighting over who was cooking again.

"How dare you! My cooking is fine! You can't say much, your cooking isn't very good either." he replied venomously. Your eyes watered. You had been taught by your precious grandmother and hated when anyone criticized what she'd taught you.

"Well at least I had someone to teach me. Unlike you, you imbecile! YOU'VE DONE HORRIBLY AT TEACHING YOURSELF ANYTHING YOU SELF-CENTRED DOUCHEBAG!" you screamed at him, finally breaking. You huffed when he we silent and stormed away towards your bedroom.

Arthur however, was left in the kitchen, tears dripping down his face.

Canada -

Ok ok just stop. There's no way I can insult or find something to yell at him about. I'm sorry. He's too damned sweet!

France -

"No! You're constantly flirting with every woman in sight! You constantly ignore me!" you yelled.

"I do not! I am offended! What do you perceive me as, some old French pervertir?" fuming, you screeched at him in his own language,

"Oui! Je pense que vous êtes un vieux pervers français! Tu vas dormir avec des femmes derrière mon dos et je pense que je ne remarque pas! JE TE DETESTE! Vous êtes un putain de crapaud et plein de conneries!*" you stormed off at this, leaving him shocked and crying quietly, and you crying loudly in your bedroom.

* = Yes! I think you are an old French pervert! You're going to sleep with women behind my back and I think I do not notice! I HATE YOU! You are a fucking toad and full of bullshit.

I apologise for any translation mistakes, I am not fluent and used Google Translate.