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Liquorice
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This is for APHBulgaria
"Hey Emil, how does that taste?"
Emil glanced at (Y/N).
"What do you mean that?"
(Y/N) just pointed at the bag in Emil's hand.
"What, liquorice?" He asked.
"Yes, liquorice."
Emil looked at (Y/N) surprised. He was so confused.
"You never tried liquorice?!"
(Y/N) just shook her head.
"No. Never."
Emil sighed quietly and brought the packet closer to (Y/N). (Y/N) scooted closer to Emil and rested her head on his shoulder. Emil's face erupted in a deep, red blush.
"H-here."
"Thanks Emil!" She popped the liquorice in her mouth.
"Wow! This is great! Why don't you share more often?"
Emil just looked to the other direction.
"C-can you get your head off n-now."
(Y/N) just looked at him.
"Awww... You're so cute when you blush!"
Emil's face turned into an even deeper colour. He ignored what (Y/N) had said and began to stuff his mouth with liquorice. The girl also began eating more liquorice.
"Thanks again, Emil!"
"N-no problem" He responded.
(Y/N) was oblivious to the awkward tension and just happily ate liquorice. Emil was really tense, he was always awkward when it came to girls. Especially cute ones.
Then the door opened and someone stepped into the room.
"Little brother is growing up..." Said a certain monotone voice.
He then walked out of the room and avoided an Icelander cursing to him in numerous languages.
I actually don't like liquorice irl XD