It Started With A Hug... Then A Kiss (UsUk)

It Started With A Hug... Then A Kiss.

"America! Eat with proper etiquette." England reprimanded for the nth time.

The American does not seem to notice the annoyed brit in front of him, sipping his tea like a "gentleman" would. America kept on wolfing down and stuffing his face with those greasy burgers of his.

"Are you even listening?!" England scolded making the younger nation jump and choke himself with a burger.

England stood there looking bewildered. "Wrong move... Guess I should've waited for him to stop. But... Then again... Would he even stop...?"

America finally calmed down. Sipping from his large milkshake. "Dude?! What the hell?! You almost killed me!" America rambled.

"Sorry..." Britain cleared his throat and fixed his tie. "Anyway... You've been getting out of shape lately. So I would like to propose a deal." The Brit smiled proudly and confidently.

"WHAT?!! BUT WHY?!? I AM NOT FAT! I'M JUST POUFFY!" Amefica pouted. "Plus... I'm clearly not out of shape..." He murmured like a little child.

"America... That's because you're a country. You still need to stay physically healthy, so that it won't affect your people." England sighed rubbing his temples.

"B-but..."

"NO. BUTS." England stated sternly.

"Pfft---... Butts..." America giggled.

"You're hopeless... Anyway... What do you say if you get something in return?" England raised a bushy brow suggestively.

"Hmm... DEAL!" America shouted, jumping and fist-pumping the air.

"You have to exercise then... And after that... What do you want?" England smiled. "Probably something about food..."

America became silent. He looked up the ceiling, and it looks like he's deep in thought. "Hmm..." America tapped his chin while pouting. A visible crease was made between his brows.

"Well...?" Egland tapped his foot on the marble floor. He waited patiently for an answer but a few minutes have passed and still... There's no answer.

"If you have no answer then fine the-"

"Iggy... can you give me a hug...?" America pouted, giving a childish smile.

Englands face turned crimson as he stared at the nation curiously. "Wh-what the bloody hell... AMERICA?! WHY WOULD YOU ASK SUCH A SENSELESS THING?!"

"I-I mean... I don't usually get a chance like this! Better use it for my advantage right?" He wiggled his eyebrows teasingly.

"F-Fine... Whatever." England grumbled, looking down the floor. America's eyes widened as he stared at the Brit shocked. Clearly he didn't expect that England would agree to his favor.

"R-really...?"

"Really. Now get your hug before I change my mind." England opened his arms.

Not even a second had passed, the American ran up to him, wrapped his strong arms around the shorter nation and spun him around.

"C-CALM DOWN AMERICA! IF I FUCKING FALL I'LL RIP YOUR HEAD OF!" England growled holding tightly to America.

"WOOOH~ I WISH I COULD DO THIS EVERYDAY!" America shouted in delighted. "Can I?! Please!" He begged cutely.

"Y-yeah sure..." England answered the moment his feet (finally) touched the ground.

"HELL YEAH~ Well, bye Iggy! Need to start my workout, right? Time to burn this fats away." America walked off after winking. He was humming a tune of one of England's favorite songs.

...

England stood there for a second. His mind in a haze and staring into space

"Wait... What the hell did I agree to?!"