Hetalia kink meme part 22
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hetalia kink meme
part 22
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But for now, they were just making out on the couch, and Canada was happy to watch.
It seemed to go on forever. Canada swallowed thickly as he continued to watch them kiss, Russia leaning them over until he was on top, legs intertwined. Endearments were murmured that he couldn't quite hear.
After some time, they finally broke apart and settled back, adjusting their clothes. They were beautifully flushed and panting as they attempted to refocus on the game.
“Hey...” America said. “So, uh... you wanna...?”
Russia giggled. “Not now. He'll be coming back soon, right?”
Canada winced at how close his plot had just come to being ruined. Thank goodness for Russia using 'he'.
“Well, yes.” America sighed, looking around. “I suppose it would be rude to start without him.”
“Yeah...”
“I'm back,” Canada announced, smiling at his lovers as he casually strolled in. “Sorry that took so long.”
“Hey, no problem, bro,” America said with an exaggerated wave of his hand. “Did you bring more drinks?”
Russia, though, was staring at Canada in horror. He looked back and forth between the brothers a few times, face reddening. His reaction would depend on how he felt about their little make out session. If he realized his love for America, he would confess, and admit how much he liked it and everybody would be happy. If he didn't like it, there was no way he would confess. He would keep the embarrassment to himself and try to pretend it didn't happen. Either way, it should at least work out for America, who looked dazed and happy.
“I'm sorry,” Canada said, “no drinks. What did I miss?” He plopped down between them to see how the game was faring.
“Nothing!” Russia said quickly. “Nothing happened.”
“Yeah, nothing at all,” America said, and Canada turned to him. America was smiling. He glanced over at Russia, then quickly looked away. He looked like a schoolboy with a crush. Canada's heart soared.
“I need to go.” Russia stood, and the brothers stared at him in dismay.
“What?” America said, sounding thoroughly disappointed.
“Why?” Canada added.
“Some... things. Things to do.” Russia strode over to grab his coat. “Before I return home. I'm sorry.”
“Russia...” Canada's happiness was quickly fading. Had Russia been that embarrassed? All he had done was “accidentally” make out with one of his boyfriends! Why was he so upset?
“Canada.” Russia hesitated, clearing his throat, not making eye contact with either of them. “I don't think this is working.”
Canada exchanged a horrified glance with America. He couldn't possibly mean... could he...? “Wh-what?”
“We should go back to dating you separately. It was better then.”
“But...”
Russia gathered his things together, gave Canada a quick kiss, and soon fled out the door with a brief goodbye, leaving the brothers staring after him in shock.
Apparently he had been that embarrassed...
“I think he just broke up with me,” America said. Canada turned to him, and saw that America looked genuinely disappointed.
So close... Canada had been so close! America was smitten, all he'd had to do was get Russia to fall. And... and hmm. Why would Russia have gotten so upset if there wasn't something there? If he didn't truly care for America, he could have just shrugged it off as a drunken mistake. They had kissed before, no big deal. But maybe he was being forced to admit that there was more to it and that freaked him out?
Either that, or Russia just hated America even more now and not only did Canada not have an equally loving threesome, he didn't even have a threesome anymore. He was back to ménage à deux. Well, two of them, but still...
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