One last kiss

"You know I hate you right?"

"i hate you just as much" America grabbed Mexico's hips pulling him in closer, their lips fit together perfectly. His world opening up ten fold, harmony rang through his body, he felt like he was melting, his stomach filling with the sweet warm feeling, like a honey. He couldn't get enough, mexico tasted... amazing, he'd never felt so free, he never wanted to let go, even though he knew this would never happen again, yet mexico felt so perfect in his hands, everything seemed to fit. And this feeling of freedom felt like flying, and the world seemed to stop, ignoring the other countries watching, talking photos, and gossiping. It felt so new, he's never felt anything like it.

ayyy my fic has made it's way to Wattpad for the girlies who don't wanna use ao3 :))