I Want *Him* - Part 4a
anonymous
September 22 2010, 17:16:34 UTC
A/N: Anon is sorry for the fail, argh
After the chore that was forced dinner conversation, there came a point where there was no use in pretending any longer that Uncle Sam was going to finish his piece of roast. England picked up the elderly American personification’s plate a little forcefully and started stacking the dirty dishes to clear the table. America got up to help, grabbing the cutlery as his uncle finally got to light up a cigarette, puffing happily.
“Well, good show, everyone.” England announced with propriety… though one look at the twitching thick eyebrow on his forehead clearly told that he was very much relieved for not having to continue on
( ... )
I Want *Him* - Part 4b
anonymous
September 22 2010, 17:19:02 UTC
“I thought to myself, I said- Sam. You’re getting up there in the numbers, tonight these two guys are gonna give you some type of celebration. I tell you it brings a tear to my eye
( ... )
I Want *Him* - Part 4c
anonymous
September 22 2010, 17:20:10 UTC
The British nation’s palms smoothed up the superpower’s back in a teasing movement, and America ardently twisted his mouth the other way, hand sliding further into England’s hair and gripping a little more tightly.
“Mmf!” England pulled away, wincing when America’s fingers grazed the aggravated bump on his head. “Ouch! Mind your grip!”
“Here lemme see that.” America chuckled in apology.
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“Here lemme see that.”
“Ack, careful. This is your fault, you know.”
“England that’s lame. It’s barely a flesh wound!”
“Ouch! Don’t poke it-”
Uncle Sam and John Bull paused, stopping where they were in the hall just outside the kitchen on route to spy what was being concocted for dessert.
Uncle Sam turned to his British counterpart with a proud look. “Ah, that’s my nephew. He’s doing his heroic duties.”
America’s voice floated out of the kitchen again. “Hey, I know what’ll work~”
Sam and Bull stood stock-still, uncomfortably wondering at the exceedingly teasing tone the American nation had affected.
Re: I Want *Him* - Part 4c
anonymous
September 22 2010, 19:41:28 UTC
Y-you're back, anon? I had given up on this delightfully humorous fill as dead and buried into the ground, and then you resurrect it!
In the long history of the world, the current situation here in the middle of America’s house, could definitely take the proverbial cake for the title of All Time Awkward circumstance (as Uncle Sam’s speech impediment would undoubtedly label).
That's about the best that can be said of all this. I feel so bad for these old guys...then again, not really. I mean, it had to come out sooner or later.
Re: I Want *Him* - Part 4c
anonymous
September 22 2010, 23:24:25 UTC
Hahaha, oh god, this fic is priceless. First, your take on their "relatives" is awesome. I love the way they talk and the way they relate, and the way they reacted to the revelation in the kitchen...it's all so old school! (also, if there's no mention of Marianne, Francis' "relative" and the beautiful lady that used to hang off Bull's arm in WWII, I'll be very sad)
And the boys, the dear boys, so cute and awesome. I like the footsie and the incident with America's strength (it was funny, but also great to see it being brought up, as I believe it must be the cause of some accidents in America's daily lifeXD).
My favourite part so far:
“Don’t let me see you getting like that Canada flake, though.”
“Who?” Bull interjected, getting up out of his creaking chair to follow.
Re: I Want *Him* - Part 4c
anonymous
September 23 2010, 01:15:16 UTC
This whole fill is just brilliant. I just love how old-fashioned Uncle Sam and John are (and imagining Uncle Sam in action reminds me of Across the Universe when he reached out of the poster) and the awkwardness of the situation is so intense it's awesome!
I Want *Him* - Part 5b/5
anonymous
October 1 2010, 18:16:20 UTC
“Haha, well if you really want to know, I couldn’t care less about those droopy looking islands hanging over Europe.” America waved a hand carelessly and was the first one to scoop up a scone, popping the thing in his mouth and trying to chew.
England flushed indignantly, slurping his tea by mistake as he sucked in a breath struggling not to retort.
“I’ll have you know those islands would fit nicely with any landmass lucky enough!” Bull blustered out, angry that America would so readily deny and reject being with England, who was indeed a fine country in his own right.
America nearly bit his tongue. “What?”
“Anglo-American relations, Sunny Jim!” Uncle Sam exclaimed, plucking at his white beard and trying to get some kind of affirmation. “Can’t say you don’t support them!”
Both the USA and the UK stopped their practiced protests in flat-out surprise.
England shakily glanced over at America who returned to look with a shrug.
“Hold on… so what you’re implying is…” England started warily.
I Want *Him* - Part 5c/5
anonymous
October 1 2010, 18:20:13 UTC
“Right.” Bull finally puffed out, looking more than a little harassed. “How long has this been going on then?”
“…Just making sure here, but, do you mean - how long since we got together, or how long we’ve been sleeping together?”
“God, strike me now. America!” England hissed, ducking his head at the horrified expression wringing out his stout relative’s face.
“Geeze, what!” America threw his hands up in the air, clearly not as embarrassed as he should’ve been. “This is pretty much why we never told you.” The bespectacled country’s mouth downturned and he shot an antsy glimpse at England.
England’s head was still ducked and he shook it slowly, a hand going up to press to his forehead. “So what will you say now?” The British nation seemed damned depressed and he shoulders stiffened to bear the brunt of what could only be a lecture on why Anglo-American relations weren’t supposed to be supported in… quite that way
( ... )
Re: I Want *Him* - Part 5c/5
anonymous
October 1 2010, 18:37:46 UTC
“The same thing you said that led to us starting keeping this secret.” America’s grin became devilish and he squeezed his British boyfriend’s middle fondly.
America and England are in a relationship and they're trying to keep it under wraps.
Hilarity ensues.
Original Request + Parts 1 - 3: http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/11411.html?thread=23507859#t23507859
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After the chore that was forced dinner conversation, there came a point where there was no use in pretending any longer that Uncle Sam was going to finish his piece of roast. England picked up the elderly American personification’s plate a little forcefully and started stacking the dirty dishes to clear the table. America got up to help, grabbing the cutlery as his uncle finally got to light up a cigarette, puffing happily.
“Well, good show, everyone.” England announced with propriety… though one look at the twitching thick eyebrow on his forehead clearly told that he was very much relieved for not having to continue on ( ... )
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“Mmf!” England pulled away, wincing when America’s fingers grazed the aggravated bump on his head. “Ouch! Mind your grip!”
“Here lemme see that.” America chuckled in apology.
*
“Here lemme see that.”
“Ack, careful. This is your fault, you know.”
“England that’s lame. It’s barely a flesh wound!”
“Ouch! Don’t poke it-”
Uncle Sam and John Bull paused, stopping where they were in the hall just outside the kitchen on route to spy what was being concocted for dessert.
Uncle Sam turned to his British counterpart with a proud look. “Ah, that’s my nephew. He’s doing his heroic duties.”
America’s voice floated out of the kitchen again. “Hey, I know what’ll work~”
Sam and Bull stood stock-still, uncomfortably wondering at the exceedingly teasing tone the American nation had affected.
“Why don’t I just give Dover a ( ... )
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And yes, that is definitely a very awkward conversation to eavesdrop on hahaha XD
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Their first kiss under that revelation had spawned Pop and American Idol
So much win.
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In the long history of the world, the current situation here in the middle of America’s house, could definitely take the proverbial cake for the title of All Time Awkward circumstance (as Uncle Sam’s speech impediment would undoubtedly label).
That's about the best that can be said of all this. I feel so bad for these old guys...then again, not really. I mean, it had to come out sooner or later.
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(also, if there's no mention of Marianne, Francis' "relative" and the beautiful lady that used to hang off Bull's arm in WWII, I'll be very sad)
And the boys, the dear boys, so cute and awesome. I like the footsie and the incident with America's strength (it was funny, but also great to see it being brought up, as I believe it must be the cause of some accidents in America's daily lifeXD).
My favourite part so far:
“Don’t let me see you getting like that Canada flake, though.”
“Who?” Bull interjected, getting up out of his creaking chair to follow.
I LOL'D SO HARD I WOKE UP MY MUM XDDDDDDDDDDDD
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England flushed indignantly, slurping his tea by mistake as he sucked in a breath struggling not to retort.
“I’ll have you know those islands would fit nicely with any landmass lucky enough!” Bull blustered out, angry that America would so readily deny and reject being with England, who was indeed a fine country in his own right.
America nearly bit his tongue. “What?”
“Anglo-American relations, Sunny Jim!” Uncle Sam exclaimed, plucking at his white beard and trying to get some kind of affirmation. “Can’t say you don’t support them!”
Both the USA and the UK stopped their practiced protests in flat-out surprise.
England shakily glanced over at America who returned to look with a shrug.
“Hold on… so what you’re implying is…” England started warily.
“You’d support it?” America ( ... )
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“…Just making sure here, but, do you mean - how long since we got together, or how long we’ve been sleeping together?”
“God, strike me now. America!” England hissed, ducking his head at the horrified expression wringing out his stout relative’s face.
“Geeze, what!” America threw his hands up in the air, clearly not as embarrassed as he should’ve been. “This is pretty much why we never told you.” The bespectacled country’s mouth downturned and he shot an antsy glimpse at England.
England’s head was still ducked and he shook it slowly, a hand going up to press to his forehead. “So what will you say now?” The British nation seemed damned depressed and he shoulders stiffened to bear the brunt of what could only be a lecture on why Anglo-American relations weren’t supposed to be supported in… quite that way ( ... )
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“I want you.”
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A/N: grammar and spelling fail OTL
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