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You closed your eyes and tried to clear your mind as the loud dance music thumped and pulsed around you. After sighing, you lifted your head and looked around the room full of people. Why did you even come to these parties? All you ever did was just sit and drink soda while everyone danced and had fun around you. But no matter how many times you said no, your friend, Gilbert, always managed to rope you into going to his wild house parties. Of course he'd invite everyone from the World Conference, so all your co-workers got to see you sit there like a potato on the couch and sip your lonely soda. You sat your chin in your hand as your eyes surveyed the crowds. You chuckled as you saw your American friend, Alfred, thrashing his head and body to the dance music, and trying to get your Japansese friend, Kiku, to join him. Needless to say, Kiku looked quite uncomfortable. You watched as Antonio led a conga line, with Feliciano behind him, pulling his foul-mouthing brother Romano along. After wondering where Gilbert had gone, you finally spotted him by the music speakers, obviously drunk off his rocker, and belting out loud, nonsensical lyrics to the dance music. Again you sighed.
But maybe this party wasn't a total waste. Maybe...if you were lucky...he had come. Maybe his loud American brother had convinced,or dragged him to the party and he was just out of sight. A bit more hopeful, you searched the crowds again for him. For his dazzling green eyes or his thick, yet strangely handsome eyebrows. For his sophisticated disposition that meant that he was probably as bored as you were right now. For the cup of tea he might have been holding. Before you could call it quits and go back to couch-potatoing, you found him. Your heart fluttered as you watched him sit there, in a winged armchair across the room from you, sipping his usual cup of tea and watching boredly as every one danced their hearts out around him. There he was in all his English glory. Arthur Kirkland.
You see, for the past few months, you had been nursing, well, a bit of a crush on Arthur. Well, maybe not bit, more like a 'ohmygod I can't stop thinking about you and my stomach feels like it's doing the Macarena when I see you' crush. But you couldn't help it. Arthur was just so charming and gentlemanly and when he said your name in that British accent you swore you were gonna pass out from blood loss from your nose. You never let your feelings show when you were near him, though, because you and Arthur had a good friendship going on. You both liked to sit and have whispered conversations on random things when a loud country was lecturing, or when the conference was called into dicussion. Sometimes you would tell jokes to each other while waiting by the water cooler and you'd eaten lunch together a few times. But Arthur didn't see you as anything more than a fellow colleague, you were sure of it. Showing your feelings to him would just make everything awkward and unbearable. So you kept quiet.
Getting a small boost of confidence in your chest, you stood up from your spot on the couch. Then, as the confidence began to swell larger and larger, you found yourself moving through the crowds to where the Englishman sat. Gently, you tapped his shoulder.
"Arthur. ", You said, trying to raise your voice above the music and noise, "Mind if I hang out with you a bit?"
Arthur looked up from his tea cup and saw you. He smiled warmly.
"Ah, (name) . Nice to see you here. Of course. " He too was raising his voice, trying to be heard. You smiled and nodded, standing next to his chair. He saw you standing and started to stand up. "Want my seat? A lady shouldn't have to stand." You smiled and squeed mentally at his politeness and shook your head. "I'm fine, Arthur, but thanks." He nodded and sat back down. Taking a sip of his tea, he spoke.
"So are you enjoying yourself, (name) ? You chuckled and brushed a lock of (hair color) hair behind your ear.
"Hardly", you replied. He chuckled softly and nodded.
"I understand. Kiku and I tried to escape to the floor with the library for some peace and quiet, but that drunk Prussian caught us and had the Frog and Spainard bring us back. I swear, what are we celebrating? The fact that we didn't rip each other's heads off arguing at the last meeting?" You giggled a little at how disgruntled he was. He somehow heard your giggle through the music and looked at you.
"Did I say something humorous?" You blushed and stared at him, unsure of what to say. His expression was so serious that you knew you had done something wrong. But, just before you could faint from the worry, you saw the smirk crack through his frown. You couldn't help but smirk back as relief flooded through your body.
"Very humorous.", you said with a grin. Arthur smiled and was ready to respond, when the music suddenly stopped and a voice rang through the room.
"Dudes and dudettes!", Alfred bellowed from his spot in the middle of the room.
"Time to play, Room of Roooomance!" Some female nations giggled and blushed while some male nations whooped and whistled. Some nations didn't care enough to listen and just continued to party. You rolled your eyes and took a sip of your soda. Arthur scowled and sipped his tea. "Dear Lord, what's that idiot doing now?" Almost as if in response to Arthur's question, Alfred bellowed again.
"All who wanna play, please follow up to the second floor!" And with that, the American was off, with the BTT in tow. You were about to turn back to Arthur when a pair of arms grabbed you and put you over their shoulder. You shouted and protested, beating on the person's back, but to no avail. You were carried up the staircase to the crowd gathered at the landing of the second floor.
"Did you get her?", you heard Alfred ask.
"Si, did you get our grumpy amigo?"
"Got 'im", Francis replied. "Mind you, he cursed everzing from my family to my French cuisine." You could hear angry muffled, yelling and wondering what on earth was happening. Alfred saw the worry and panic in your face and chuckled.
"Don't worry, (name) , we're not gonna hurt you or anything. In fact, we're helping you." You barely had time to ponder what the hell that meant, when the door of the room closest to you was opened and you were somewhat shoved inside. You heard the rip of tape off skin and an angry shout before another person was shoved in the room and the door shut. The moment you heard the lock click, you felt the panic rise in you. But you didn't really start panicking until you could smell the person in the room with you. Tea. They smelled like Earl Grey tea. Oh no.
"What's going on??", You pleaded, feeling your heart rate increase and your face heat up.
"Room of Romance.", Alfred answered. "You and Artie don't come out till you get together." You felt your face burn even redder.
"Excuse me?", You said indignantly, although your heart was pounding and your mind was trying to fly off thinking about the Englishman in the dark room with you.
"You 'eard us, ma cherie.", Francis chimed through the wall, "I want to be the godfather of beautiful bushy-browed babies when you get out!"
"You frog!", you heard Arthur shout in the darkness. "That's no way to speak to a lady!" You blushed at Arthur's words.
"Maybe, but you 'ave to tend to your lady now, Angleterre!", Francis shouted back. You could hear Arthur stuttering to think of a response.
"S-she's not my-".
"Non! You cannot deny eet! You love (name) and you know eet!", Francis persisted.
"Si, amigo. It's pretty obvious.", Antonio added.
"Yeah dude. I mean, I know I'm not good at 'reading the atmosphere', what ever that means, but I can totally see you two got it bad for each other."
By now, you had managed to find the light switch by groping the walls in the darkness. With a click, light flooded the room and and revealed everything you couldn't see previously. Somehow you had managed to walk right next to the door and looked at Arthur, who was sitting on the floor, leaning on the dresser in the spot where he landed after being shoved in the room. Like you, Arthur's face was bright red and only got redder as his eyes met yours. He opened his mouth a few times,but shut it quickly, not knowing what to say.
" (Name) , I...", he couldn't seem to say anything. You felt tears well in your eyes as the details of the room started to blur. You fought down the lump in your throat, though your words still came out a bit choked.
"It's okay, Arthur. I understand." You knew your care free friendship with Arthur was gone. The only thing this stupid 'Room of Romance' junk had done was emphasize the feelings Arthur didn't have for you. Now everything was going to be uncomfortable and awkward, just like you feared. But before you could turn around to hide the tears you knew were coming, you felt a pair of arms envelope you. You opened your eyes in surprise only to see the green fabric of Arthur's jacket as he gently petted your (long/short) (hair color) hair.
" (Name) ...", he whispered softly. "Please don't cry, luv..." You bit your lip as your heart raced and your mind was trying to think ninety different things at once.
"What a git I've been.", he continued, his voice soft and soothing. "Such a perfect girl in front of me and all I do is make her weep. I can't even work up the courage to tell her how I feel. Truly I'm a mouse masquerading as a lion."
You blushed as he gently lifted your chin with his hand. His deep, gem-like eyes stared deep into yours.
" (Name) .", he whispered. "I don't know if you think the same of me, but...I love you. And I'm done being afraid to tell you that. You drive me mad and have since we met and I love every minute of it. Forgive me for being a coward and not telling you this sooner."
You stared at him in shock for a few seconds, and then, without even having to think about it, you quickly closed the gap between your faces and kissed him. He seemed a bit surprised at first, but quickly molded into the kiss and held you close. It was so amazing. It was magical. The way his lips moved against yours just felt right. You felt like you were flying and you never wanted to come back down. Nothing else mattered except you and Arthur. Nothing but your perfect kiss. Soon, as air became quite a necessity, you broke the kiss and looked at the crimson cheeked Brit holding you. He looked at you and smiled as his lungs tried to regain the air he'd lost.
"Arthur.", you said, your shyness sliding off you like a heavy blanket, "I love you too." He grinned as the words left your mouth and held you tight.
"Best news I've heard all day", he said, the words coming out of him like a breath of relief. You giggled softly and hugged him back.
"I don't hear ze romance coming from ze room.", You heard Gilbert call through the wall.
"Yeah,come on you two, there's people waiting to use the room." Alfred added.
Arthur blushed, but then he started to get an almost devious smirk.
"Care for a bit of revenge?", he whispered to you. You smiled a bit and whispered back.
"What kind of revenge are we talking?" He smirked and let go of you.
"Messing with those gits' heads till they completely lose it." You nodded and grinned.
Meanwhile, while you and Arthur were discussing revenge, you could hear the others talking on the other side of the wall.
"Do you think they bored each other to sleep or something? "
"I told you zey veren't going to do it. Now ve're just vasting time for ze game!"
"Aiyah, did they even talk to each other yet? It's so quiet.."
"You can talk to me for the time being, da?"
"...Aiyah...."
"Ve~! Do they still-a live-a happily ever after?"
"Vhy did you drag me up here to listen to zhis stupidity??"
"Ve~... I thought-a it'd be fun..."
"Should we be srightry concerned by their sirence?"
You fought back the giggles as you heard the countries talk and argue about what was going on in the room. You turned back to Arthur when you heard a light screech, only to see him gripping the arm rests of a armchair in the corner. You tilted your head at him to show him you were confused, but he just put his finger to his lip and mouthed "Watch.". He then started to push the chair a bit, so that it started to slide against the carpeted floor. Pulling it back far enough, he smirked and counted off on his fingers. Upon reaching one, he pushed the chair hard so that it hit the wall. The loud thump echoed around the room, and at the same time, all the countries on the opposite side of the wall fell silent. Arthur smirked a wide smirk and bit his lip to hold back his laughter. Then, he slammed the chair against the wall again. He did it three more times before you heard anyone on the other side speak.
"Are ze...doing eet?", You heard Francis say hesitantly.
"Nah, I mean...Arthur's too uptight...right?"
You covered your mouth to stop the giggles as Arthur pushed the chair against the wall a few more times. This time, he added exaggerated grunts and noises that made him sound like he was lifting a refrigerator. You felt the laughter threatening to escape, but you kept quiet as the other countries were slowly panicking. Deciding to join in on the revenge, you started jumping up and down on the other armchair that sat in the adjacent corner of the room and yelling loud nonsense words.
"Halalalala maaaamoooo gareeeee!", You bellowed at the wall, grinning. Arthur was now turning bright red in his effort not to laugh his guts out. He kept slamming the chair while you both shouted different Words, noises and and even each other's names at the wall. Arthur even started yelling ship commands at one point.
"To starboard! Batten down the hatches!"
"Arrrrttthhhuuuurrrrrrrrrr!" ,
"Turbulent winds ahead!"
"Eeeeeoooooeeeeee!"
Both you and Arthur were quietly dying of laughter while the other nations were freaking out.
"Oh my God. I didn't think they'd actually do it! Oh my God!", Alfred shouted.
"Zat's my boy! I knew he 'ad it in 'im!", Francis cheered.
"Aiyah, they sound like they're being attacked, aru!"
"Don't nose bleed on me, Kiku! ", you heard Antonio exclaim.
"My nose isn't breeding!", you heard Kiku say, though he sounded like he was holding his nose.
By that time, you and Arthur just lost it and laughed hysterically, making louder noises to cover your laughter. Of course the louder the the noises got, the more the other nations freaked out. You and Arthur were near finishing the prank and getting ready to quiet down when all of a sudden, the door to the room swung open.
You and Arthur froze in place and stared at the person standing in the doorway. Francis looked quite confused, but then he took in Arthur standing near the wall, holding the chair, and you standing on the chair and smirked.
"Mind eef I join ze party?" , he asked with a knowing grin. You couldn't help but grin back and nod. You looked at Arthur, who, even though he hated the Frenchman, was nodding and smiling. With a grin, Francis closed the door and joined you and Arthur in your noise making. Francis even did his signature "ohonhonhon" laugh. The reactions from the other countries got even more hilarious.
"That did not just happen!"
"Si, it did!!"
"Ve~ What's-a happening, Ludwig?"
"Don't listen! P-plug your ears, little Feliciano! Mi pequeno amigo! This is...grown up stuff!"
"What the hell is going on there, aru?! "
"They sound like they're having fun, da?"
You and Francis started a throwpillow fight in the middle of this, which only boosted the hilarity factor. Then, the door flung open again, and this time, it was Feliciano standing there. Unfortunately it was at the same moment you had thrown your pillow at Francis and missed.
"What are you guys-a doin- AAH!", Feli cried out as your pillow made contact with his face. He stumbled back into the hallway, holding his face and running into Ludwig.
"Vhat happened??"
"OHMYGOD, THEY BLINDED HIM!!", Alfred yelled in horror.
The second you heard this, you erupted in a fresh fit of laughter, and so did Arthur and Francis. You slid into a sitting position on the armchair and held your stomach as you laughed hysterically. And that's how the other nations found you.
"Vhat ze hell?? Ve zhought you guys were getting it on!" , Gilbert said, looking at the three of you as you laughed.
"Seriously dudes, not funny! You scared the crud out of us!" Alfred said, his face in an annoyed pout.
"Oh yes it was.", Arthur said, dusting off his jacket. He walked over to you and gently took your hand, pulling it softly so that you stood up. "It was absolutely hilarious." Arthur smiled and gently put his arm around your waist and held your hand.
"Now, if you'll all excuse me, I have to take (name) on our first proper date." And with that, Arthur led you out of the room, back down the stairs, and out of the house, ready to have the first date you both had been wishing and dreaming about for a long time.
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YOU JUST MADE MY ENTIRE FUCKING DAY. IM SITTING HERE GRINNING LIKE AN IDIOT IN CHURCH TRYING NOT TO DIE LAUGHING. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS. OH MY GOD.