FrUk one shots

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England's POV
*************************************Just like every year, every country gathered in the living room of America's penthouse in New York City, to watch the ball drop. There was ten minutes left and, I can't believe I'm going to say this, but France wasn't here yet, and I was worried. France had been non stop talking about how he so very badly wanted a New Year's Eve kiss from me this year, and every time I would scoff and look away saying "You wish frog face." and he would smirk and reply with "Ohonhonhonhon~ oh we'll just see, my little black sheep of Europe." Just like always.

I looked around and saw everyone either, super excited, drunk off their asses or just sitting and waiting. I felt extremely lonely and walked over to the bar, ordering a shot of whiskey. Once receiving my drink I smiled at the bartender and thanked him.

I was just standing there, humming a AC/DC song when I heard a very obnoxious laugh come up from behind me. I shook my head and sighed "What do you want America?" I asked through gritted teeth. "Dude! I thought you would be with France!" America yelled and I looked down at my drink, a bit sad "So did I." I muttered and placed my half done drink on the bar before walking away from the annoying American.

I walked out to the balcony and looked down on Times Square, with a slight smile. The lights and music coming from all around was just breath taking. However, my admiring was cut short when I heard someone calling my name from inside. I turned around and saw my beautiful Frenchman running toward me and I couldn't help but smile.

He finally reached me and stood in front of me on the balcony. "Arthur, I am so sorry, I....my flight was late and I ended up having to take a cab because my personal driver ended up calling me and cancelling on me at last minute, and the traffic down there is terrible so I had to wait 30 minutes just to go half a block...." France ranted " Francis..." I said trying to get his attention after looking at the clock which said 30 seconds left.

France just continued talking, " I couldn't take it anymore because I knew that you would be worried but I know you would never admit it and so I ran the rest of the way here which was very difficult with all the people here...." "Francis...." I tired again, seeing 10 seconds left but France kept going

"I am so sorry, but I did everything I could and all I wanted was a New Years kiss so I tried m-" I cut him off by kissing him, hearing everyone cheer "Happy new year!" In the back ground and fireworks. He didn't hesitate to kiss back, he never does so he wrapped his arms around my waist as I wrapped mine around his neck. After a few seconds we both pulled back and I smiled at him saying "You were going to miss your New Years kiss." I said and leaned my head on his chest "Oh thank you Arthur. I love you, my little black sheep of Europe." " Your welcome, and I love you too my little frog face." and with that I stopped the talking with another kiss.

(Happy new year guys! I hope that 2015 brings you wonderful things. also if there are any other couples you want me to put in this story I can, just tell me the pairing and I will try my best. also if any of you have suggestions for me then I would gladly take them. Thank you! Bye >3<)