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“…Japan!”

Japan looked at you with a calm, soft smile on his face. His cheeks were dusted a small pink but it properly was because of the cold air hitting his face because his nose was pink too. Japan was wearing a Japanese-styled coat over his grey yakato. A scarf was also wrapped around his neck to try and hide from the harsh freezing winds.

“Konichiwa (Y/n)-san.” Japan said, his arms behind his back. He was obviously holding something but his hands were hidden, preventing you from seeing what he was carrying.

You noticed that his body was shivering slightly from the bitter temperature and quickly moved yourself from the doorway. “Please, come in. You look freezing.”

Japan showed you a grateful smile and bowed his head. “Thank you (Y/n)-san. It is quite cold.”

Japan then, obviously with your permission, entered your home. He hung his coat onto your coat hanger and took his shoes off, putting them neatly together next to your doormat. Straightening himself, he looked at you with another smile, his hands still behind his back.

Your curious self couldn’t take anymore of the teasing that he was doing, even if it wasn’t intentional. You really wanted to see what he was hiding behind his back. So that’s why you asked the following question, “Hey Japan, what’s behind your back?”

Japan flushed slightly but continued to smile. “Oh,” he said before moving his hands in front of him, showing you that he was holding anime DVDs and manga books, some of which were your favourite. “I brought some manga and anime for us to rook at.”

You smiled brightly; Japan knew just what anime and manga you liked. You were a huge fan of the stuff and you and Japan usually watched and read it together. You sometimes even cosplayed together and wrote your own manga books, even if your drawings were nothing compared to how good Japan’s drawings were.

“That sounds great! I’ll go get the DVD player ready!” and with that, you quickly dashed to your living room, towards your TV.

Japan chuckled at your excited self as you ran out the hallway and into the living room. He walked after you, still chuckling away at your enthusiasm.

You were both now in the living room, Japan was sorting out which anime to watch first as you were sorting out your DVD player. After finally sorting out the little problems, you put the DVD that you both decided on watching first, Black Butler also known as Kuroshitsuji, and waited for the film to loud.

After a couple minutes of chatting, you both pressed the start button and watched as the opening music came on. You both loved to watch Kuroshitsuji together. It was one of your favourite animes and Japan would have to agree with you on that. You loved the characters and the plot; you especially loved how the characters were drawn and what different ideas for each episode they had.

After a couple minutes of watching the anime, you and Japan started some light conversation. It started off as what episode is your favourite but then the dreaded question came…

“So Japan, who’s your favourite character?” you asked him, sipping on some hot chocolate you had made for the both of you not too long ago.

Japan looked at you for a moment and thought for a moment. “My favourite character? That would properly be…Sebastian Mischerre, he’s a very interesting character.”

You faked a dramatic gasp, “What? Why him? It’s obvious that (favourite character besides Sebastian) is better! I mean the character’s awesome!”

Japan shook his head with a smile. “I’m sorry (Y/n)-san, but I’m sure that Sebastian is the best character in the anime.”

You crossed your arms over your chest. “No he’s not! (favourite character besides Sebastian) is!”

Japan merely chuckled at your accusing. “I’m sorry to say (Y/n)-san but I’m sure that you’re wrong.”

You puffed your cheeks out in annoyance and frowned, but it looked more like a child’s pout. “No I’m not! You’re wrong!”

You both looked at each other, determination in your faces before both of you broke your tough demeanor and burst into a fit of chuckles and giggles. You couldn’t help it; you both were fighting over the silliest thing.

You slowly tried to calm your giggling down but it was happening at a leisurely pace. “Sorry Japan~ I guess we got a bit carried away there.”

Japan chuckled more. “I suppose you’re right (Y/n)-san.” Japan replied, his chuckles continuing.

You stopped your giggling as you looked at Japan. His eyes were closed and his chuckling was forever going. You flushed slightly; he could look so cute sometimes. You hadn’t really ever fully listened to his chuckling but now that you did, it was actually kind of adorable.

Japan stopped his chuckling gradually and opened his eyes, now looking straight into your (e/c) orbs. He tilted his head slightly, a bit confused as to why you had suddenly stopped giggling or how you stopped so quickly. “Is something wrong (Y/n)-san?”

Your blush darkened as you moved your gaze away from his beautiful chocolate eyes. He had caught you staring, how embarrassing. “N-no, nothing’s wrong.” You exclaimed, fiddling with your hands a little.

“Are you sure (Y/n)-san? Your face rooks a bit red.” Japan muttered loud enough for you to hear and put his hand on your forehead, effectively making your blush bloom redder then before. “You don’t have a fever do you?”

You shook your head faintly and looked away from him, trying to have some of your hair cover up the red blush you had on your cheeks but to no avail. “I-I’m fine.” You stuttered, trying your best to not get to flustered.

Your attempts must have been in vain because Japan didn’t believe a single word of what you said or how you were acting. “(Y/n)-san, if you are feering bad, you have to terr me.”

Your cheeks burned more as you gulped nervously. What you were about to say was going to be so embarrassing…but maybe it’d be cute?

“I-I think I might have been bitten.” You muttered, blushing furiously as you looked anywhere but Japan. Not daring to make eye contact from worrying that it’d just make your blush worse and your nervousness grow.

“By what?” he asked, worried for your health.

“B-by the love bug.” You mumbled but loud enough for him to hear. Your whole face was red, including your ears as you couldn’t help but play with the strands of your (h/c) locks, worried and nervous as to what he was going to say and how he was going to react.

Japan burned up at your words. He could feel the heat coming from his now red cheeks. He definitely wasn’t expecting that…but he had to admit, it was kind of…cute.

“I-I see.” He stuttered his blush was still on his cheeks as he tried to look at you but failed miserably and could only look down at his lap. “W-werr I guess I’rr have to f-fix that.”

Before you could ask what he meant, he shyly but lovingly put his lips onto yours. His lips were so soft against yours and so warm…you could feel steam coming out of your cheeks.

Sheepishly, you slowly started to kiss back, enjoying the feel of his lips on yours. It just felt so right. His lips felt like they were almost made for yours. Your lips moved in sync with one another, as if you had done this many times before. This feeling…this amazing feeling of you finally letting all your love and affection to him in this one single kiss, was magical.

Eventually, oxygen was needed so you both parted from another, panting as air went back into your system. You were both blushing like mad and couldn’t even look at each other in the eye; you both were just too shy.

After some minutes of panting, Japan was the first one to speak. “U-um, (Y-Y/n)-san?”

You lifted your head slightly but not enough for him to see your eyes and bashful blush. “Y-yes?”

Japan took a nervous gulp before gently wrapping two fingers on your chin. His thumbs above your chin as two of his fingers were underneath it. He lifted your chin, enough so he could look at your dazzling (e/c) eyes.

Your head was now lifted so you could meet Japan’s gaze. You blushed more, his stare was so intense…but loving. His black jet hair framed his face perfectly as his chocolate brown eyes shined with love and affection. His face was flushed like yours but it still held a soft, adorable smile.

Japan couldn’t help but smile at you. Your (e/c) eyes were beautiful to him, how they glowed with shyness but care and your (h/c) hair flowed perfectly, making you look like an angel to him. Your blush was much darker then his but that only made you cuter.

Japan took a shaky breath, closing his eyes in nervousness as he quickly stuttered on his words. “I…Aishiteru!”

If your blush could get any worse, then you would have become a tomato by now. As soon as those words left his mouth, your face burst into different colours of red and pinks. You knew exactly what he said and you were so glad that you had studied up on your Japanese.

You gulped down your anxiety and stuttered terribly, “I-I love you too.”

As soon as those words left your mouth, Japan’s eyes snapped open, almost not believing that you had actually said that. Soon, his smile had grown, it still being loving and caring as he brought you into an adoring hug, looking as if he wouldn’t ever let you go.

“I’m so grad…you feer the same way.” He whispered, burying his red face in your soft (h/c) locks, breathing in your scent. His smile continued to glow on his face.

You couldn’t help but return his embrace, burying your face in his chest, loving the sound of his heartbeat. You closed your eyes in peace and happiness as one of your own smiles made way on your face.

“I’m glad you feel the same way too.” You murmured into his chest, sighing happily.

Japan looked down at you and his smile only seemed to grow. You had no idea how happy he was that the girl he had loved for years loved him back. It was like a gift sent from God, and on a special day too, on Valentine’s Day.

You slowly opened your eyes so you could look at those amazing brown eyes you loved so much. You couldn’t help for your smile to grow and your blush started to slowly go away…but it’d take a decade for it to disappear completely.

A small giggle escaped your delicate lips. “Maybe I should get bitten by the love bug more often.”

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“…Japan!”

Japan looked at you with a calm, soft smile on his face. His cheeks were dusted a small pink but it properly was because of the cold air hitting his face because his nose was pink too. Japan was wearing a Japanese-styled coat over his grey yakato. A scarf was also wrapped around his neck to try and hide from the harsh freezing winds.

“Konichiwa (Y/n)-san.” Japan said, his arms behind his back. He was obviously holding something but his hands were hidden, preventing you from seeing what he was carrying.

You noticed that his body was shivering slightly from the bitter temperature and quickly moved yourself from the doorway. “Please, come in. You look freezing.”

Japan showed you a grateful smile and bowed his head. “Thank you (Y/n)-san. It is quite cold.”

Japan then, obviously with your permission, entered your home. He hung his coat onto your coat hanger and took his shoes off, putting them neatly together next to your doormat. Straightening himself, he looked at you with another smile, his hands still behind his back.

Your curious self couldn’t take anymore of the teasing that he was doing, even if it wasn’t intentional. You really wanted to see what he was hiding behind his back. So that’s why you asked the following question, “Hey Japan, what’s behind your back?”

Japan flushed slightly but continued to smile. “Oh,” he said before moving his hands in front of him, showing you that he was holding anime DVDs and manga books, some of which were your favourite. “I brought some manga and anime for us to rook at.”

You smiled brightly; Japan knew just what anime and manga you liked. You were a huge fan of the stuff and you and Japan usually watched and read it together. You sometimes even cosplayed together and wrote your own manga books, even if your drawings were nothing compared to how good Japan’s drawings were.

“That sounds great! I’ll go get the DVD player ready!” and with that, you quickly dashed to your living room, towards your TV.

Japan chuckled at your excited self as you ran out the hallway and into the living room. He walked after you, still chuckling away at your enthusiasm.

You were both now in the living room, Japan was sorting out which anime to watch first as you were sorting out your DVD player. After finally sorting out the little problems, you put the DVD that you both decided on watching first, Black Butler also known as Kuroshitsuji, and waited for the film to loud.

After a couple minutes of chatting, you both pressed the start button and watched as the opening music came on. You both loved to watch Kuroshitsuji together. It was one of your favourite animes and Japan would have to agree with you on that. You loved the characters and the plot; you especially loved how the characters were drawn and what different ideas for each episode they had.

After a couple minutes of watching the anime, you and Japan started some light conversation. It started off as what episode is your favourite but then the dreaded question came…

“So Japan, who’s your favourite character?” you asked him, sipping on some hot chocolate you had made for the both of you not too long ago.

Japan looked at you for a moment and thought for a moment. “My favourite character? That would properly be…Sebastian Mischerre, he’s a very interesting character.”

You faked a dramatic gasp, “What? Why him? It’s obvious that (favourite character besides Sebastian) is better! I mean the character’s awesome!”

Japan shook his head with a smile. “I’m sorry (Y/n)-san, but I’m sure that Sebastian is the best character in the anime.”

You crossed your arms over your chest. “No he’s not! (favourite character besides Sebastian) is!”

Japan merely chuckled at your accusing. “I’m sorry to say (Y/n)-san but I’m sure that you’re wrong.”

You puffed your cheeks out in annoyance and frowned, but it looked more like a child’s pout. “No I’m not! You’re wrong!”

You both looked at each other, determination in your faces before both of you broke your tough demeanor and burst into a fit of chuckles and giggles. You couldn’t help it; you both were fighting over the silliest thing.

You slowly tried to calm your giggling down but it was happening at a leisurely pace. “Sorry Japan~ I guess we got a bit carried away there.”

Japan chuckled more. “I suppose you’re right (Y/n)-san.” Japan replied, his chuckles continuing.

You stopped your giggling as you looked at Japan. His eyes were closed and his chuckling was forever going. You flushed slightly; he could look so cute sometimes. You hadn’t really ever fully listened to his chuckling but now that you did, it was actually kind of adorable.

Japan stopped his chuckling gradually and opened his eyes, now looking straight into your (e/c) orbs. He tilted his head slightly, a bit confused as to why you had suddenly stopped giggling or how you stopped so quickly. “Is something wrong (Y/n)-san?”

Your blush darkened as you moved your gaze away from his beautiful chocolate eyes. He had caught you staring, how embarrassing. “N-no, nothing’s wrong.” You exclaimed, fiddling with your hands a little.

“Are you sure (Y/n)-san? Your face rooks a bit red.” Japan muttered loud enough for you to hear and put his hand on your forehead, effectively making your blush bloom redder then before. “You don’t have a fever do you?”

You shook your head faintly and looked away from him, trying to have some of your hair cover up the red blush you had on your cheeks but to no avail. “I-I’m fine.” You stuttered, trying your best to not get to flustered.

Your attempts must have been in vain because Japan didn’t believe a single word of what you said or how you were acting. “(Y/n)-san, if you are feering bad, you have to terr me.”

Your cheeks burned more as you gulped nervously. What you were about to say was going to be so embarrassing…but maybe it’d be cute?

“I-I think I might have been bitten.” You muttered, blushing furiously as you looked anywhere but Japan. Not daring to make eye contact from worrying that it’d just make your blush worse and your nervousness grow.

“By what?” he asked, worried for your health.

“B-by the love bug.” You mumbled but loud enough for him to hear. Your whole face was red, including your ears as you couldn’t help but play with the strands of your (h/c) locks, worried and nervous as to what he was going to say and how he was going to react.

Japan burned up at your words. He could feel the heat coming from his now red cheeks. He definitely wasn’t expecting that…but he had to admit, it was kind of…cute.

“I-I see.” He stuttered his blush was still on his cheeks as he tried to look at you but failed miserably and could only look down at his lap. “W-werr I guess I’rr have to f-fix that.”

Before you could ask what he meant, he shyly but lovingly put his lips onto yours. His lips were so soft against yours and so warm…you could feel steam coming out of your cheeks.

Sheepishly, you slowly started to kiss back, enjoying the feel of his lips on yours. It just felt so right. His lips felt like they were almost made for yours. Your lips moved in sync with one another, as if you had done this many times before. This feeling…this amazing feeling of you finally letting all your love and affection to him in this one single kiss, was magical.

Eventually, oxygen was needed so you both parted from another, panting as air went back into your system. You were both blushing like mad and couldn’t even look at each other in the eye; you both were just too shy.

After some minutes of panting, Japan was the first one to speak. “U-um, (Y-Y/n)-san?”

You lifted your head slightly but not enough for him to see your eyes and bashful blush. “Y-yes?”

Japan took a nervous gulp before gently wrapping two fingers on your chin. His thumbs above your chin as two of his fingers were underneath it. He lifted your chin, enough so he could look at your dazzling (e/c) eyes.

Your head was now lifted so you could meet Japan’s gaze. You blushed more, his stare was so intense…but loving. His black jet hair framed his face perfectly as his chocolate brown eyes shined with love and affection. His face was flushed like yours but it still held a soft, adorable smile.

Japan couldn’t help but smile at you. Your (e/c) eyes were beautiful to him, how they glowed with shyness but care and your (h/c) hair flowed perfectly, making you look like an angel to him. Your blush was much darker then his but that only made you cuter.

Japan took a shaky breath, closing his eyes in nervousness as he quickly stuttered on his words. “I…Aishiteru!”

If your blush could get any worse, then you would have become a tomato by now. As soon as those words left his mouth, your face burst into different colours of red and pinks. You knew exactly what he said and you were so glad that you had studied up on your Japanese.

You gulped down your anxiety and stuttered terribly, “I-I love you too.”

As soon as those words left your mouth, Japan’s eyes snapped open, almost not believing that you had actually said that. Soon, his smile had grown, it still being loving and caring as he brought you into an adoring hug, looking as if he wouldn’t ever let you go.

“I’m so grad…you feer the same way.” He whispered, burying his red face in your soft (h/c) locks, breathing in your scent. His smile continued to glow on his face.

You couldn’t help but return his embrace, burying your face in his chest, loving the sound of his heartbeat. You closed your eyes in peace and happiness as one of your own smiles made way on your face.

“I’m glad you feel the same way too.” You murmured into his chest, sighing happily.

Japan looked down at you and his smile only seemed to grow. You had no idea how happy he was that the girl he had loved for years loved him back. It was like a gift sent from God, and on a special day too, on Valentine’s Day.

You slowly opened your eyes so you could look at those amazing brown eyes you loved so much. You couldn’t help for your smile to grow and your blush started to slowly go away…but it’d take a decade for it to disappear completely.

A small giggle escaped your delicate lips. “Maybe I should get bitten by the love bug more often.”