Hetalia Oneshots

2p!England x 2p!America

(Totally not writing this 40 minutes before midnight and as my mum gives birth to my little sister)

Happy 4th of July!

"Evening, Allen." Oliver greeted, putting the vegan strawberry cake into the oven.

"'Sup?" Allen replied.

"Happy birthday, I'm making you a cake." Oliver smiled, closing the oven.

"Vegan?" Allen asked.

"Of course, thanks to those flipping watermelons." Oliver scowled.

"How the fuck could watermelons turn me vegan?" Allen asked.

"Allen! We've talked about swearing!" Oliver gasped, grabbing his swear jar, "You own this swear jar 1 pound!"

Allen smirked and leaned it, pecking Oliver's cheek, "Go fuck yourself."

Oliver became extremely red, "Allen that, that isn't...isn't appropriate! And you still owe the jar money."

"Also, wipe the makeup off." Allen ordered.

"What? No?! I need it!" Oliver cried.

"I like your freckles, come on do it! For my birthday." Allen replied.

"Allen, no. And you still owe this swear jar money." Oliver tried to lessen his blush by glaring.

Before Oliver knew what was happening he was pinned to the fridge as Allen wiped away his foundation.

"No! Allen stop! It's going to take forever to reapply my makeup!" Oliver cried.

"You look better without it." Allen replied, "Besides I like your freckles, always have."

Oliver looked away and mumbled under his breath, "You're the only one who does then..."

Allen's eye twitched, "What was that?"

"Nothing you need to know about." Oliver muttered, "Besides I need to finish your cake. So let me go!" He began to struggle to get away.

"Not until all this goddamn crap is off your face!" Allen shouted, startling Oliver causing him to stop struggling. Allen then wiped the rest of Oliver's makeup off of his arms and face. "Done."

"Great, now I have to reapply all of it." Oliver sighed.

"I threw away all of your makeup." Allen said.

Oliver's mouth fell open, "Wh-What?!"

"Because I love your bare face the most." Allen explained, stealing a kiss from Oliver.

Oliver turned bright red which made his freckles become highlighted. Allen chuckled.

"I'm off to watch TV." And with that Allen left the kitchen, Oliver stared dumbfounded at what had just happened.