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I sighed, looking at the blank screen in front of me. Why weren't the words just coming to me like they had so very often? I hadn't written enough stories for this to be happening damn it! Where was this sudden block coming from?!

I lamented again and again, trying to figure out just where exactly I went wrong. Then out of nowhere, it hit me…

Arthur.

Ever since I started having feelings for Arthur, I've had trouble writing my stories. Lately all I can think about is him.

I don't even realize I've started writing on the piece of paper in front of me. I've started to poor out my feelings for the Brit.

"Hello, _________." A voice calls out, breaking me from my thoughts.

"O-oh! Arthur! Hi!" I say, closing my laptop.

"That was quite an interesting read." He says, smirking devilishly.

Aw crap. He saw it? God I hope I didn't write anything dirty…

"Y-yeah?"

"Mmmhm. Do you have any more like it?"

"U-uh… well, to be honest, I'm not entirely sure what I just wrote… can you tell me?"

He chuckled. "Oh not much… just a nice little piece about your undying love for me."

Kill me now, God.

"Oh! Haha! I wonder why I would write something like that…"

"I don't know… maybe you really feel that way about me?"

Okay, maybe God's busy… Allah? You there?

"M-maybe…"

"Hn. You're such a cutie, _______." He said teasingly, stroking my cheek.

Buddha? Jehovah? Zeus? Ra?! Somebody strike me down!

My thoughts are cut off by England pressing his lips to mine.

False alarm, guys! I change my mind!

After a moment's hesitation, I eagerly kiss him back. Perhaps a little too much so, because he chuckles again and pulls away.

"Love, why didn't you just tell me you felt that way about me?" he asked in a gentle, loving voice.
"I… I guess I was scared you wouldn't feel the same…." I replied lamely.

"Well now you know that's just silly, don't you?"

"Yeah, I guess I do."

He smiled. "Good. Now… about that lemon you have about me on deviantart…"

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I sighed, looking at the blank screen in front of me. Why weren't the words just coming to me like they had so very often? I hadn't written enough stories for this to be happening damn it! Where was this sudden block coming from?!

I lamented again and again, trying to figure out just where exactly I went wrong. Then out of nowhere, it hit me…

Arthur.

Ever since I started having feelings for Arthur, I've had trouble writing my stories. Lately all I can think about is him.

I don't even realize I've started writing on the piece of paper in front of me. I've started to poor out my feelings for the Brit.

"Hello, _________." A voice calls out, breaking me from my thoughts.

"O-oh! Arthur! Hi!" I say, closing my laptop.

"That was quite an interesting read." He says, smirking devilishly.

Aw crap. He saw it? God I hope I didn't write anything dirty…

"Y-yeah?"

"Mmmhm. Do you have any more like it?"

"U-uh… well, to be honest, I'm not entirely sure what I just wrote… can you tell me?"

He chuckled. "Oh not much… just a nice little piece about your undying love for me."

Kill me now, God.

"Oh! Haha! I wonder why I would write something like that…"

"I don't know… maybe you really feel that way about me?"

Okay, maybe God's busy… Allah? You there?

"M-maybe…"

"Hn. You're such a cutie, _______." He said teasingly, stroking my cheek.

Buddha? Jehovah? Zeus? Ra?! Somebody strike me down!

My thoughts are cut off by England pressing his lips to mine.

False alarm, guys! I change my mind!

After a moment's hesitation, I eagerly kiss him back. Perhaps a little too much so, because he chuckles again and pulls away.

"Love, why didn't you just tell me you felt that way about me?" he asked in a gentle, loving voice.
"I… I guess I was scared you wouldn't feel the same…." I replied lamely.

"Well now you know that's just silly, don't you?"

"Yeah, I guess I do."

He smiled. "Good. Now… about that lemon you have about me on deviantart…"