30 Day OTP Challenge [AmeriPan]

Day 6: Wearing Each Other's Clothes

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The warm feeling of the morning sun casts upon the two sleeping men as they lay together in bed, their dreams full of peace and tranquility. America's right arm and leg stuck out from the side of the bed as his left leg stayed covered underneath the warm blanket, his left arm stretching out across the bed. Japan's neck rested over the American's arm as he snuggled the end of the blanket, one arm carefully wrapped around the other, as he slept on his left side. Japan's eyebrows slightly furrowed as he turns to his right, dragging along the white blanket with his body as he stretches himself awake. He slightly opens his sleepy, brown eyes and sees a sleeping American in front of him. His mouth stayed wide open as he kept snoring loudly in his sleep causing the sides of his mouth to twitch. Japan could see a bit of drool dripping from the side of his mouth and decides to clean the side of his cheek, reaching a hand over America's face and gently wiping the wet, sticky drool away. Japan looks at his left hand in disgust, his thin eyebrows furrowing as his top lip wrinkles, and proceeds to get up from their bed, heading towards the bathroom sink to wash his hands.

As soon as the Japanese man finished cleaning up, America turns around in his sleep as he lets out a disturbed and sleepy moan, grabbing a hold of his pillow and placing it over his head. Japan walks over to his side and pulls away from the blanket from the American, causing him to shiver from the cold air brushing over his warm, fair skin. Japan looks in America's direction and places his right hand over his shoulder as he starts to shake him awake from his slumber. "America, it's time to wake up." America let out another unpleasant moan, a little bit longer than the previous one. Still feeling tired, he flops over on his stomach and says in that position, motionless and unwilling to get up. Not wanting to bother him anymore, Japan walks over to the closet and searches for his clothes, letting out a silent 'aha' as he found what he was looking for. Knowing that America would be too drowsy to pick his clothes, he saved him the trouble by grabbing his clothes as well and place them nicely and folded beside a fabric-covered armchair.

As Japan was getting out of his pajamas and into his casual clothes, America lazily walks over to Japan's side and accidentally grabs his clothes instead of his own, unmindful of his actions. Japan reaches a hand over to where he placed his clothes and grabs America's shirt, unaware that it's not his normal shirt. He proceeds to wear America's pants and buckle his brown belt when he noticed they were a little too big on him, causing him to look down as he felt the baggy pants fall gently down to his ankles. Japan's eyes widen a bit from the sudden realization as he blushes in utter embarrassment. He turns around to see a bewildered American staring in his direction, a small smile forming over his lips as he let out a small chuckle. Japan quickly picks up his pants as his cheeks turn into an even darker shade of pink and turn his head over to the side as he tries to find the words to explain this awkward phenomenon. America gently places his hands on his hips as he raises one of his thin eyebrows in question, lightly tapping his right foot against the rough carpet. "Japan? Did you do this on purpose?" Japan looks back at America in shock, still blushing from his humiliation.

"Wh-What!? N-No!! I swear America, this is not what I intended to happen at all!!" America slowly walks closer to where Japan stood, his hands still placed over his waist.

"Oh, really? You sure about that?" Japan stutters uncontrollably, unsure how else to explain this situation to the blond man. America reaches a hand underneath Japan's head and delicately holds his small chin, gazing deeply into his eyes as he looks over every little detail of his brown-colored iris. "You wanna know something? I think you look hot in my clothes, especially when you blush like that." Japan's face began to feel warm as his words rang like beautiful melodies to his tingling ears. His eyes sparkled in delight as he slowly brings their faces closer together, his lips slightly parting as he stares at America's lips. America gently lets go of his chin, causing Japan to back away slowly as he brings his hands closer to his chest, clearing his throat quietly before opening his mouth to speak.

"Well... We should get out of these clothes then..." America gives him a small smile as he nods his head once before beginning to undress again. Japan's eyes widen a bit once more as he quickly covers his eyes and turns away to his left side. "Not in front of me, America! Go get a room!" America allowed a loud chuckle to escape from his mouth as he picks up the shirt from their bed and heads outside the bedroom.

"Okay, okay. I'm going." America replied as he left to go to a different room, leaving a bewildered Japan alone to himself. Japan let out a soft, quiet sigh of relief as he proceeds to get undressed and slip into a robe, leaving the clothes off to the side for America to pick up later.