Gerame: Caught sucking face during Oktoberfest on international television. It’s on Youtube now.
Giripan: Cat hair. Everywhere. On every article of Japan’s clothing. On every piece of his furniture. In his food. In his briefcase, somehow. The other European nations know what that means and stare judgmentally.
Caname: Overnight their conference chairs are replaced by fucking thrones. What? No I didn’t, it could have been anyone Mattie! Well maybe someone finally recognized how amazing we are– no don’t sit there yours is the one on the left.
SpUk: Well there’s a shitton of rum involved I can fuckin tell you that much.
Rusame: Alfred just sits his star-spangled ass down on Ivan’s lap one day and the Russian is COMPLETELY fine with it, and they stay like that the whole meeting and every other nation is either having a panic attack or tries to attack one of them.
SuFin: There comes a day when Berwald begins to call Tino his boyfriend instead of his wife.
Spain: In our offcial first date (although Romano doesn’t want to admit it), we booked a table in a restaurant that France recommend us~ Once inside, Lovi started to shout saying “Why are you still with Macho Potato!!!” or “Get away from my brother you bastard!” and stuff like that
So we were kicked out from there
After that, Romano was so ashamed that didn’t even look at my face, even when I didn’t care about it. I only wanted to be with him, the place doesn’t matter.
We ended in one of my favourites places. It was a hill, the most beautiful hill you have ever seen. But it isn’t ‘cause ‘it’s out of the hand of god’ or because you can see all the shiny starts.
It’s my favourite because we spent so many time there when he was just a child. We played there until the night falls, and then we just sat there, looking at the sky, waiting for a shooting star to make a wish.
It has been so long since we were there… so long.. that Romano didn’t even remember. Actually, he told me that that place was familiar to him, but he didn’t know why
So, as you can imagine, we sat there, looking at the sky, and talking about the starts. We saw a shooting star!
At least Romano had relaxed… And then he fell asleep on my shoulder! He was so cuuuute~
But, where I least expected,he murmured “I wish to be with Spain forever…”
Aaaahh I couldn’t resist more! I woke him up and…
Romano: AND HE FUCK ME. HE FUCKING FUCKED ME. WHY THE HELL YOU SAY THAT IT WAS PERFECT!
What if Lovino was Very Insecure of his body and Antonio really hates the fact that lovi hates his body. So to help out the little Italian, Antonio just goes around calling him pet names.
“Hey cutie pie.”
“Hey hot stuff”
“Sexy, can you do me a favour. Stop being so goddamn pretty”
“Beautiful, can you cook dinner for tonight?”