"Hey, Nat! I saw you staring at my awesome handmade airplane!! So I made you one!"
Belarus looked up at America from where she was sitting, eating her lunch.
Germany had decided to them have their lunch break an hour earlier because he got a headache.
"No thank you."
"C'mon! This airplane was made special!" America pouted, "Don't break my heart!"
Scowling, at both America and the strange feeling growing in her stomach, Belarus snatched the paper airplane from America's hands. "What are the words on it?"
Exclaiming, America flushed, "Read later! Bye!"
Knitting her brows, Belarus stared at America's retreating back. America was being weird, giving her things and blushing when he looked at her. It reminded her of when they lived together. Then with a shrug of her shoulders, she began to delicately unfold the paper airplane. She was definitely not going to wait until later, she was not that patient.
Once she had it all unfolded, she smoothed it down and started to read what America had written.
JE LEEST
A Kiss with a Fist
FanfictieHow on earth did it end up like this? Belarus thought he was just an idiot, but apparently he was the idiot of her dreams.
