12 Hours (France x England)

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France and England were both heading to the World Meeting a little late because of some issues at their homes, so they happened to run into each other at the same time. Both sincerely hated each other and were always making fun of each other. Because of their lateness however, they were forced to share the same elevator up to the meeting room.

           “Oh hello Frog, pleasure seeing you again.” grumbled England, trying not to make the whole ride awkward.

        “Oh, Angleterre, you are talking for once.” Muttered France in surprise, trying to do the same thing.

        “I see I wasn’t the only one with issues to address”

        “It appears that way.”

        The two were silent most of the way until all of a sudden, the elevator stopped.

          “What the Bloody hell is going on!”

         “I think the elevator stopped, Angleterre”

       “I know that wanker, I mean why did it stop” England said, very irritated.

       “I do not know, Sheep, I’m just pissed that I have to be stuck here with you.”

      “I can say the same. Now be quiet so we can wait for help without having to hear that bloody annoying voice of yours.”

         Hours passed by and eventually the two were getting worried. No one had come to save them yet, and by now the meeting was over, so nobody was there to rescue them. Still not wanting to talk, the two countries did nothing but stare at each other, which was all they could do at this point. After a few minutes of staring between the two nations, England finally broke the silence, accidently creating a thick wall of tension.

         “Hey, France?”

         “Yes, England”

         “Why is it that we always fight anyways? I mean it’s not we are in war against each other or anything like that, yet we are always arguing and can never agree about most anything. Why do you think this might be, France?” 

        “I honestly do not know, Angleterre. Maybe it’s because we are attracted and just refuse to acknowledge it?” France replied, winking in a flirty manner.

“You wish, Frog.”

“That I do.” France replied, showing a rare sign of non-lust affection. To be like this with England was something unheard of and it shocked both of them, causing both to blush form embarrassment.

“R... Really? You honestly feel that way to me?” England asked forgetting most of his hate towards France and reflecting the affection.

“I honestly do Angleterre, and would be amazing if you would be with me, and I don’t mean like fuck buddies.” France responded, his voice confident and bold.

“I would honestly love that, France. I’m so sorry for always acting rude and hateful to you.”

“I apologize as well.”

The two both leaned forward and shared a very passionate kiss before breaking apart and going to sleep. In the morning, America and Canada returned to the meeting place for some unknown reason and saw that the elevator was stuck. They called for help and when they were rescued from the elevator, they were found sleeping side by side.

The next day however, the two nations acted the same as before when in public, but secretly they were very passionate lovers and only they and America and Canada knew about their relationship.

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