Hetalia Camping trip! America-AlfredxYou

It's been a while since I've done anything, eh? But as of lately, I've become completely obsessed with Hetalia! xD Hope you don't mind helping America/Alfred finding some firewood!(Not much, really) This is a small one-shot of YouxAmerica/Alfred, enjoy! I might do one of Prussia/Gilbert, why? BECAUSE HE'S AWESOME!

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"Oh, yeah! We're gonna find so much wood, everyone will be like 'Wow!' and 'Nice work!' and..." So as Alfred went on, you were skipping along happily next to him. You and Alfred had been able to, by some kind of miracle, gotten everyone to come along on this camping trip you both had been planing. Yes, even Arthur. After a few 'please' and puppy dog looks, he finally gave in. But not without a 'Bloody twits.'

Since everyone had to do something, both you and Alfred offered getting firewood. Francis had asked if you would like him to go instead for some alone time, but you quickly grabbed Alfred's hand and took off without a word or glance back.

"Heck yeah! They're gonna freak!" You smiled brightly. So here you were, with your best friend. Somewhat deep in the woods. You could already tell this camping trip was going to be fun! Even if Arthur was being moody, at least you had Alfred here to make it cheerful!

You had been really good friends with him for who knows how long. Your favorite thing to do with him was play video games, eat junk food, and just chilling with him. As of lately though, you had been feeling quite different about your friend. You didn't know what the feeling was, but it sure was weird! It made your face feel hot whenever he got close and your heartbeat went crazy! Like....Like....When you kick his ass at video games! You loved winning! Love...Wait...no, no, no! This is your friend! Friend...that's it...

"Whoa, dudette! Come back to earth! You're totally dazed or something!" His voice sent you back down to the real world.

"Sorry about that!" You blushed a bit, but smiled anyway.

"Don't worry my WOman, you were just thinking about how much of a hero we'll be when we bring back all that firewood!" He flashed you a happy grin, pointing at himself using his thumb...Did his teeth just sparkle?

"No...I was thinking about how weird you make me feel sometimes....!" Oh, crap! You were NOT supposed to tell him that! Damn him and his sparkles! Making you feel funny!

"Weird? OH! I get it! I make you feel like a hero, too! Sorry baby, but I'm the real hero!" Cue epic sweatdrop as he made a very...'heroic' pose...

"No, not that feeling! Something else!" You playfully punched his arm, smiling. He does the most stupid things sometimes, but that's why you loved being around him. No matter what, he could always make you laugh or smile. He also had his sweet moments, too. Like when you were crying one day about something that really brought your hopes down, he was there to bring them back up. Yeah, that sounds cheesy. But the good kind of cheese, like on hamburgers!

"Then what ails ya?" He questioned you, getting a bit too close.

"N-Nothing! Now, about that wood! Let's hurry up and get it!" You try passing him, but he grabs your arm, pulling you back.

"No way! The hero always helps those in need! So fess up!" Dammit, why did he always have to play the hero? Blushing hard, you whispered as best as you could without stuttering.

"I...kinda, maybe, sorta...uh...." Well, that didn't work. Maybe because he was holding you so close your noses almost touched, or those amazing blue eyes of his?

"It can't be all that bad, dudette! Out with it, will ya?" You didn't know if he was just eager, hyper or downright impatient. Either way, you knew there was no way outta this. So might as well tell him the truth...

"I...I....I THINK I LIKE YOU!" Maybe a bit louder than you hoped for, but you're with Alfred, so it's perfectly fine. He stared at you a little before laughing. You raised a questionable eyebrow at him.

"I like you, too! You're my best buddy, why wouldn't I like you?" Clearly, he didn't understand what you meant. Sometimes you wondered if all the fat from the junk food he eats everyday went to his head. Because for one, he can eat anything and everything yet he's still in pretty good shape. Two, he had his....'moments'.

Sighing, you pulled his shirt's collar forward, giving him a sweet kiss on the lips. He didn't respond at first, but after the shock flew away, so did your breath. He kissed you like he was eating a cheeseburger.....passionately. But you tasted far better than a cheeseburger to him, and that's definitely saying something special.