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Denying the Amber Castle [2a/?]

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As the afternoon wore on, it became easier for Poland to cement his opinion that Lithuania was just in need of guidance. After all, children of the devil didn’t have fun painting their faces with pink soup for their friends to laugh at; children of the devil didn’t speak in awe of the idea of “Golden Liberty”; and children of the devil didn’t flip coins to the poor beggar children sniveling at the side of the road. And when Lithuania wove a wildflower into Poland’s hair, Poland decided that it was his job to provide Lithuania with said religious guidance. How could he leave Lithuania to endure eternal torment in hellfire and brimstone - condemn him to an eternity of anguish? Surely the way Poland’s chest burned at the very thought was God’s way of telling him it was his duty to save Lithuania.

The sun was slowly setting in the distance, and the bustle of the city was slowly winding down to sleep. Poland sipped slowly at the mulled cider Lithuania had bought from a roadside vendor, letting the warm drink fill him as the frost set in.

“Lithuania . . . ,” he said after a long moment. “It’s, like, getting really late. I should go back now, or my boss will be seriously pissed.”

Lithuania’s expression fell slightly, but he nodded. “I understand. Come over again as soon as you can.”

“Or, like, you should totally come to Warsaw!”

“I’d like that,” Lithuania agreed.

“Awesome! So, like, see you around - and seriously, thanks for the eagle. It’s totally amazing!” Poland threw his arms around Lithuania’s shoulders and gave him a fleeting hug. With a grin, he turned away and began to stride off - but before he could get more than two strides, he was stopped by Lithuania’s soft voice:

“Can I kiss you?”

Poland spun on his heel. “Like, what?”

Lithuania was staring at his toes, his cheeks painted a pale pink. “I-I think you’re really pretty - beautiful,” he stammered nervously. “I just thought - . . .”

Poland‘s face burned. “W-what, no! I-I mean, that’s just, like, totally -“

“Yeah, I understand. That was too abrupt. Just - nothing. Sorry about that.”

But as Lithuania lifted his gaze to smile weakly at him, Poland felt his chest suddenly tighten. “Wait - Lithuania - Liet,” he said abruptly. “I-it’s okay. You can, like, kiss me.”

Poland’s heart was beating erratically in his chest. He could hardly bear to think of what he was agreeing to and the consequences that would surely follow, but he could not turn away. All he knew was that his stomach had leapt to his throat in joy when Lithuania had asked to kiss him - and he just couldn’t say no to a face like that.

Lithuania’s entire expression had lit up, and a broad smile was slowly spreading across his lips. “Really?” he asked breathlessly.

“Yes, really!” Poland snapped. “So, like, kiss me already before I totally change my mind -!”

And Lithuania did, effectively cutting him off.