America x England - Valentine's DayAmerica x England Valentine's DayBeautifully dull. That is how England would describe his plane ride. The clouds idly drifting in the bright blue sky were beautiful, no doubt, but the miles and miles of cloud after cloud after cloud was extremely dull. Still, it was better than the inside of the plane, with the slim stewardesses artfully plastering fake smiles to their crinkled faces, pretending to like you and the fact that they must tend to you; and with the fellow passengers, some snoring, some grimacing as they ate the disappointing aeroplane food, some reading with a bored expression on their tired faces, and a handful of mothers half-heartedly trying to quieten their bawling babies. Yes, the clouds were infinitely better compared to that. He would just have to put up with it all, for the sake of America. England sighed. Why, oh why did he follow the boy's whims?A few hours earlier
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America x England - Winter WonderlandAmerica x England - Winter WonderlandArthur was in a considerably foul mood. He exhaled in annoyance, not really listening to the American's rant about how Harry Potter ended too abruptly, and couldn't J.K bring out another book? He was far too tired to retaliate with the fact that since Voldemort had been defeated there were no exciting events occurring anymore, and so, the next generation of Hogwarts students would be leading boring lives not at all worthy of a few hundred pages of telling. Instead his mind wandered back to the house they had embarked from a few minutes prior. The house with a boiled kettle ready to pour a steaming cup of tea which he could consume whilst huddled under layer upon layer of warm blankets, reading a good book by some enthralling author. His mind soon hesitantly wandered back to his current situation though as a cold wind rattled through him and snow left icy kisses on his flushed face. He shivered violently and adjusted his scarf further over his face.
Why Is It So Hard? Chapter 1 (SebaCiel)(Sebastian's POV)"Sebastian, I like you! Please go out with me!"Yeah, here it is again. I was already used to being confessed to by multitudes of girls. The only thing that bothered me was why. Why the the hell would they all want to go out with me?"I'm sorry, Pola. I'm not interested."She raised her head."How come?" she asked "I'm almost sure you don't have a girlfriend."That was something new. Mostly when I rejected then, they'd say something like Sebastian, you idiot! or You're so cruel, Sebastian! but none of them asked why."That's true, Pola. But it doesn't mean I want to date someone based off of the first time I meet them.""If this is the first time you've seen me, how come you know my name?"Well, she was smart."You're Elizabeth's sister, are you not?"She looked at me in disbelief."You know her?""Yes, in fact, I do," I answered. "Wasn't she the one that told you about me?""Se-Sebastian...y-you're so cruel..." Here we go again..."I HATE YOU!"She ran off,