Forgive Me ~Hetalia~

Chapter 10

•I don't own Hetalia, if I did I wouldn't be writing this.

America woke up with England next to him, sitting on the edge of his bed, staring into space.
"England?" He said, his voice young.
"Hm? Oh sorry America, I was zoning out for a moment-what happened to your face?" England's voice had an edge of panic to it.
"What's wrong with my face?" America asked, curious.
"It's rounder, younger than before!" America shrugged, he didn't really care because he wasn't all that sure what those words even meant, he supposed England would teach him soon enough.
"Do you need to use the bathroom America?" England asked. America just shrugged as a wet patch slowly appeared on his trousers.
"Oh, well that answers my question. Better get you in the shower then" England helped America up, he couldn't stand or walk by himself for very long so England steadied him.
"Can you help me?" America asked, looking at England with his big blue eyes. England hesitated for a moment but nodded, he would need to get used to America being so helpless. They went to the ensuite bathroom and England turned the water on, it splashed against the shower walls.
"Can you undress yourself?" England said. America shook his head in response and stared around the room in awe at the bright colours. Americas ensuite bathroom was red, white and blue, he insisted it had to be patriotic. The floor tiles were red and blue and the shower floor was white and so was the sink and toilet, the walls were a mix of all three colours. It was pretty impressive, England had to admit. England slid off Americas t-shirt, putting it to one side, he unzipped his trousers and put them next to the discarded shirt.
"Would you like to take your underwear off?" England said, his blush growing. America giggled and leaned over to kiss the Englishman's cheek before looking down, pulling down his boxers a bit and touching his member curiously. He blinked.
"Huh? What's this?" The American asked, eyes full of confusion and curiosity.
"Um...don't touch that..." England stammered. America shuffled into the shower, his boxers still on. England squirted some hair wash in his hands and began to rub it in Americas hair.
"Ow!" America cried as some found it's way into his eye, England gently washed it out.
"Can you tell me what things are?" America said, his eyes wide. England nodded.
"Shall we start with body parts?" England said. America nodded happily, his hair flick bouncing. America pointed to parts of his body and England gave an explanation of that part.
"Your eyes help you see, without them you couldn't see anything" he pointed to another part "your nose, it helps you smell things" he pointed again "hair, your hair is very pretty" America smiled at the comment and pointed downwards.
"That's your bottom. It has multiple purposes, the main one is to pass waste" England stated.
"What are the other purposes?" America questioned.
"To pass gas..." England started to mumble "and depending on your sexual preference..." He trailed off, leaving America confused.
"What is sexual? Is it fun?" Americas pure blue eyes stares into England's poison green ones.
"Yes I suppose, you do it with someone you love, you can do it with men or woman depending on who you love" England nodded. America pointed to his penis.
"That's your penis, you use it to urinate and it's used in sex, you can make babies with it" England shifted uncomfortably.
"What's this?" America pulled his underwear down again so it was around his knees, spreading his legs slightly and revealed woman-parts. England closed his eyes quickly and his face flushed red.
"You are not supposed to have that! Why do you have that! Bloody hell!" He shouted. He didn't know what to do, he had never dealt with this before. Why did America have that? Why had he never noticed it when he was a colony. He decided to be an adult about the situation and explain it's purpose.
"Well...that's a part that females have."he said as calmly as he could. The red on his face had settled slightly but not disappeared. America put a finger in it curiously, a slight frown on his face. England pulled his hand away.
"Don't do that!" He scolded, although there was a kindness behind it. America use his other hand and started to rub the area, he let out a small moan. America got up shakily, pulling on some clothes carefully, failing at pulling up the zipper on his trousers.
"Why can't I touch it?" He asked.
"It's a sexual area" England whispered, embarrassed.
"Will you do sexual with me?" America said seriously, well, as seriously as he could get in this state. England shook his head furiously.
"No! You only have sex with someone you love America!" He stated, his face a deep red colour. America started to tear up.
"But I love you England!" He shouted and ran out the room quickly, the front door slamming. England knew he couldn't get far because of how shaky his legs were. After a moment of confusion and shock he ran out to find the American and rescue him.

This was created by me and mlphetalialuv so I hoped you've enjoyed it so far! ^_^