And also the fact that you were just too cute when you got drowsy.
“You don’t have to stay awake with me, mon amour,” Francis spoke, his voice so gentle you could’ve sworn it was trying to coax you to sleep. “I’ll be finished with all this paperwork soon. Get some rest before me, oui?”
“But…” A yawn broke through your voice, effectively cutting off your sentence. “…I don’t want you to be lonely…”
His heart swelled at your words, a warm smile touching his lips as he chuckled. “Me? Lonely? With someone like you by my side? _____, just knowing that you love me is enough to chase those lonely feelings away.”
“Then… having me physically at your side must chase even more of those lonely feelings away… right?” you pointed out, your voice slowed fr
Maybe you can argue that you’re courageous or bold, and sure, that can help make confessions easier – but truth be told, there’s always that split second of panic as you anticipate their answer which can either bring you a sense of elation or send you into the comforts of your home, guzzling down your favorite ice cream with your broken heart keeping you company.
And so, confessions are difficult.
But when they’re unintentional…
Whispered ‘I love you’s heard by the wrong ears, heartfelt letters that land into the recipient’s hands a bit too early… there are far too many ways for a confession to go wrong when someone does it by accident.
Although, it’s not so bad when you’re receiving a confession – albeit accidentally – from someone who adores you just as much as you adore them.
Especially when the confession is
"Hi! The name's Alfred F. Jones, and I'm the hero!" his blue eyes glittered with excitement. He grinned like an idiot and continued, "You're in a couple of my classes, but I don't remember your name! What is it?"
"_-_____ ______," you whispered, barely audible. You tilted your head down so that your bangs covered up your blushing face. You've always been rather shy, and no one really talks to you much. You've naturally started bowing your head in shyness when people you're not close to try to have a conversatio
The cool evening air hung upon ____'s shoulders. She shivered, but continued to press forward, her sneakers gently tapping on the the sidewalk. Normally, she would avoid parties, her boyfriend typically didn't want to have anything to do with them. She could still remember how much he spited her party attitude. Honestly, it was innocent - she liked seeing her friends drunk. That was all she liked about them. Now that she and her boyfriend were broken up - she could go to all the parties, since she knew he wasn't going to be there. Fortunately, Alfred had actually invited her to his New Years' Party. They didn't really talk much at school, but they surely were friends. He was aware of what had happened too.
That was good. No ex problems tonight.
____ approached the door of Alfred's hose. She gently rapped on it, holding her wrist tightly in her hand. Within the minute, the door had op
"Well, this is your party, mon ami," chided his best friend Francis. "We should do something entertaining."
"Oh! I know!" said Gilbert's other best friend, Antonio. "Let's play Hide-and-Seek!"
"Good idea!" Gilbert climbed onto a tabletop. "Everybody! I've got a cure for all of your boredom! We'll play Hide-and-Seek!"
_____, hearing her friend's announcement, put down her drink and smiled. "That sounds like fun!"
"Seriously?" said her boyfriend, Ludwig, with a raised eyebrow. "Games are for kleine Kinder."
"C'mon, Luddy!" _____ took his hand, making him blush. "We all need to take time to play. Loosen up!"
Ludwig sighed. He could never say no to her. "Alright, schatz. I'll play one game."
_____ pumped her fist in the air. "Yes! Hey, Gil! Luddy and I'll play!"
"Awesome! Alright, peeps! You go hide! Toni, Francis, and I'll be it! Go!" And with that, the Bad Touch Trio turned around, covered their eyes
''It's just too hot '' You complained.
You and your friends, Gilbert, Antonio and Francis were lying in the garden of Antonio's house. It was summer and freaking 35°C without any wind. Even in the shadow of the big tree you were lying under it was still too hot.
''I'm gonna die '' Gilbert moaned.
''Maybe if we all get rid of these clothes it'll be cooler, honhon.'' Francis grinned.
''No way, you pervert!''
''Good idea Francis, _____, you do it first.'' Gilbert said with a smirk.
''Seriously guys, sometimes you really are perverts '' You said as you wiped the sweat off your face.
''Leave ____ alone guys.'' Antonio chuckled. ''Though I'm not denying it's a good idea.''
You sat up and threw your shoe at him, which made him laugh even more.
''I'll get some water.'' Gilbert said as he stood up and went into the house.
You laid down again and stared at the leaves of the tree above you.
''Ah I wish we could do this more
You smiled as you say down beside your two best friends, Lily (Lichtenstein) and her older brother Vash (Switzerland). Currently the three of you were doing like you did everyday at Hetalia High, sitting together at lunch and just having a great time, well you were that is until your older brother Arthur (England) came and snatched you up and away from the table earning a dirty look from Vash and a terrified one from Lily.
"What have I bloody told you about talking to that bloody frog's cousin?" Arthur asked clearly annoyed that you were with his 'mortal enemy's' family.
"Vash and Lily are my best friends and besides, they don't claim Francis (France) much anyways," you said giving him a dirty look yourself. "Therefore you shouldn't have a bloody problem with my choice in friends, at least my friends don't try and strip me any chance they get."
"That bloody frog is NOT my friend!" Arthur almost yelled and you sighed growing annoyed and tired o