Take A Hint! (Hetalia fanfiction) *REWRITTEN*

Chapter 24: Sweet Dreams

Hey guys! Sorry for the lack of update but here's the next chapter. Enjoy! WARNING: shits about to go down so prepare yourselves.
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It didn't take long for America and Tyler to make it back to the meeting room. When the blonde American opened the door, he noticed that nearly half of everyone was gone. "Where is everyone?" America asked causing attention to turn towards him. "Jou!" Germany yelled as he stood up from his seat eyebrows furrowed in frustration. Germany stomped towards America grabbing the slightly younger nation by the his jacket. "Vhat is going on, Amerika? Jou need to explain everything to us." Germany demanded.

America was at a loss for words. He couldn't just tell them everything! They would only make fun of him and try to use it against him. "I..I..Uh.." America stuttered nervously. Tyler, obviously seeing how nervous and stressed her friend was, placed a hand on the German holding him and yanked him away from him. Germany was sent back a few feet, surprised that a human could hold so much strength.

"Look, I know you all have a lot of questions but right now we need to—" Tyler was interrupted by Prussia who spoke loudly. "Vhy should ve listen to jou! Jou're just a human." Prussia stated loudly. "I may be a human but I'm a human that's going to save one of your own. Now, unless you have a better idea I suggest you shut up okay?" Tyler growled at the Prussian who looked surprised at the lip he was given.

"Nov listen jou bit-" "What's that smoke?!" Lithuania's panicked voice drew all attention towards him. Everyone looked up to the ceiling noticing that thick purple smoke was flowing down from the vents above. Hungary got inhaled some and immediately felt lightheaded. Her eyes widened as she realized what it was. "Cover jour noses und mouths! It's sleeping gas!" Hungary yelled before falling to the ground unconscious after inhaling too much of the smoke.

Everyone immediately covered their noses and mouths trying not to inhale the toxin. America used his jacket to cover his nose and mouth while Tyler used her shirt. However that only seemed to slow down the process of eventual sleep. Slowly, nations began to fall all around them some slumping in chairs, falling to the floor, or collapsing on the table. America watched with burning eyes as his human friend went down. He managed to fight it for another minute or so before he slowly started to fall to the ground as well.

The last thing he remembered was the door to the meeting room opening before a smirking figure approached his fallen form. As his eyes fell shut, America swore he heard a voice coo, "Sweet Dreams, my love~."
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Maxwell smiled gleefully as he picked up his now unconscious obsession. It had taken him awhile to get that sleeping gas, but boy was it worth it! Now he could finally have America all to himself and not worry about a bunch of pesky nations trying to stand in his way.

Proudly, Maxwell marched out of the conference room carrying America bridal style. He managed to make it out of the building and towards his van that he had parked just behind the building so no one could see them. The human carefully placed America in the back before making his way to the drivers seat.  Maxwell started the van before driving away towards his house.

It took about twenty minutes before he pulled into his driveway smirking victoriously. Finally, after all this time his lover would finally be his. His to hurt. His to make cry. His to love and break. That thought alone only made Maxwell smirk wider. The blonde human got out of the van and opened the back to pick up the still unconscious nation who was beginning to stir a little. Maxwell gently picked up America as if he was holding fine China.

When you think about, he truly was. Those stupid nations didn't realize how precious America truly was. He was a kind and generous soul that has a heart too big for the world around him. But they can't see that. No, no, they were all too busy insulting and degrading him to notice how amazing America was. Those fools didn't deserve him. But Maxwell on the other hand. He will love and cherish America for the rest of his life.

Even if the American doesn't want him, Maxwell will always be by his side no matter what. He may seem deluded and crazy to others, but really he was just a man in love. And people in love do crazy things to protect the ones they hold dear. Even if it means getting their hands dirty.

Maxwell walked into his mansion heading for a back room he had prepared especially for America. After all his lover deserved nothing but the best, right? Maxwell entered the room. The room looked like the Fourth of July threw up on it. Everything from the curtains to the bedspread was red, white, and blue. Maxwell carefully place America on the bed noting  how adorable the immortal looked when he was sleeping.

Maxwell reached a hand out to stroke America's hair but pulled back when his mind reminded him of something. He had promised himself that he wouldn't touch America unless the nation allowed him to. And since America wasn't exactly awake Maxwell decided he would wait until his fellow blonde woke up.

So he would wait for. Wait for it. Even if it kills him.
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