For the longest time; your eyes were glued to the handsome man sitting across the room.
He was tall, with gleaming brown hair and lovely pale green eyes. And he just so happened to be the country of Australia. And you were... well...human.
What an unhappy coincidence that you two happened to be at the same meeting, listening to Germany and America ramble on and on about...what were they saying? Oh yes, you were too distracted by the man's good looks and stunning arm muscles.
You sighed and shivered at the though of him well...touching you. His strong, muscular arms reaching forward and--
"(Name)?" a small Sealand poked your side. "I have
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Violently knocking on the bathroom door with your fists, you began to yell a few curses at the Italian who found himself on the opposite side of the door.
"LOVI OPEN UP THIS DOOR RIGHT AWAY OR I SWEAR I'LL CALL FELI AND INVITE HIM TO THE PARTY WITH US!!! AND YOU KNOW HOW HE GETS AT PARTIES..." You shivered at the thought of your boyfriend's hyperactive brother when he found himself at big parties. Very unpleasant memories, indeed.
"GIMME A SECOND, WILL YOU? I'M TRYING TO GET THIS DAMN COSTUME ON!"
You took a few steps back and sighed loudly. You were both supposed to leave for Antonio's famous Halloween party in about 15 minutes, Lovino wa
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"(Name)! I'm home!"
"Welcome back, Mattie!"
The said Canadian walked into the kitchen and noticed the slightly shorter figure with (h/c) locks tied up in a ponytail. She turned to look up at his violet eyes framed by his glasses. "How was work?"
"Just fine. Another world meeting where I was mistaken for America." He sighed softly.
She shorter or the two gave him a sympathetic smile and patted his shoulder. "Don't worry Mattie. Cuba and I know that you aren't that hamburger eater."
Matthew smiled down at his little sister. "Thanks, kiddo. What are you making?" He asked, looking over her shoulder at the skillet on the stove.
She laughed.