They've known you for over a year

America-

It has been a full year since me and Alfred went on that blind date mon grand frère(my big brother) set up for us. To be honest, I've grown a crush on the bombastic american. I enjoy cooking for him too. He always has the nicest things to say. And he's always willing to try something new.

"(Y/N)! ARE YOU READY?! I'M GETTING HUNGRY!" Alfred yells from the dining room.

"Yeah, it's almost ready!" I yell back to him. A little while later, I came out with the roasted sirloin in honey sauce. Ya see, honey has this enzyme that breaks down proteins in the sirloin, making it tender. Isn't science amazing~

"Mmmm, dudette, this is amazing! How'd you get it so soft?" Alfred asks.

"I cooked it with honey and roasted it." I respond.

"You'd totally be the best wife." Alfred says absentmindedly.

I pause and look at him. Let's wait to see how long it takes him to realize what he just said. He seems to notice me staring, and starts to fidget around. He goes red and starts to stutter incoherent nonsense. I just smirk at him. Caught red handed.

"What was that about me being a good wife?" I asked.

"I-It ummmm... It just slipped out?" He 'answers.'

"Is there something that you're hiding from me, Alfred?" I question.

"Umm-I... uuuuu... I'm not getting out of this am I?" He asks.

"No. No you're not." I respond.

"Look the thing is- well, I mean... I-I I love you." He mumbles, but I still hear him.

" *sigh* Je t'aime aussi Alfred. I love you too." I admit to him.

"Ahhhh... I thought you wouldn't like me back. I was soooo nervous." He sighs. I giggle and go back to eating in a happy silence with my now boyfriend.

England-

After one year with Arthur, my crush on him has more than grew. The silly brit really can't help but blush and stutter with every interaction and it's really cute.

Today is another one of those days, hanging out with Arthur for an afternoon tea party.

"And sure, you can say that the Mona Lisa is the best art in the world, but that's only because of years of news reports about how it's gone missing." I explain to him.

"Love, why are we talking about this?" He asks

"Yeah, what the finch am I talking about? I'm criticizing the Mona Lisa. THE MONA LISA!!!" I say/shout and bump my head on the table.

"Y-yeah, um... love... There's something I would like to ask you..." Arthur forces out.

"OK, what?"

"How do you like the tea? It's a new flavor that I got a few hours ago." Arthur explains. I look at him and back at my cup, quickly take another sip of the tea, and nod my head.

"Yeah, it's... it's not new, it's Ginger Peach, the same as last time." I point out. Arthur blushes and starts to fidget with his hands. He then starts to mumble something to the air and pushing something away. Best guess, he's talking to FMB.

"I... Arthur..." He says out-loud, now he's definitely talking to FMB," Love... You seriously expect me to say that?" He says to FMB,"How are you going to tell him? He can't even see you, let alone hear you." Arthur remarks.

Then, at that very moment, a pen animated itself out of Arthur's pocket and started to write on a napkin.

"H-hey! Flying Mint Bunny! What the bloody hell are you doing?" Arthur shouts and stands up from his chair.

At this point, the pen is done writing and shifts the napkin over to me after and drops on the table lifeless.

Arthur loves you. Do you love him back?

Is all it said. I look at him, smile, hug him, and kiss him on the cheek.

"I love you too Artie." I whisper into his ear. I feel him return the hug and murmur something about how he's a little bit happy about FMB not listening to him. And that's something I can agree with.

France-

Awe man! Francis has got to be the bestest person ever! He scored us tickets to France! Prima! (German: Awesome!) We're about... day 5 into the trip. Francis is trying to be all romantic and stuff and it's really cute. I don't know what's happening in that head of his, but best guess tell me that he's been getting a lot of brain farts.

We're currently hanging out on the balcony of Francis' house, the sun is setting, we're sipping wine, I dropped my wine 5 hours ago, a drunk raccoon is walking through the streets, and Francis is probably trying to think of a swave something to say. It was a nice cozy silence for a few... minutes? Hours? I have a terrible sense of time... Wow.

"Chaton(French:Kitten), would you like to go to zhe roof? You 'ave to see zhe view of zhe stars." Francis says.

"Yeah, yeah sure. I've always wanted to climb the roof of a house!" I say and jump up and down on my toes. He smiles, chuckles and then hops up on the rails framing the balcony and crawls up onto the roof. I quickly follow him up there and lay down on the roof next to him. We stay up there until the moon rises and the stars come out. There isn't as much as there is visible in space but it's still pretty breathtaking.

"You know, the amount of stars in the sky isn't determined by anyone but you." Francis whispers lightly into my ear.

"Oh! AWSOME! I'm not even a billionaire and I already own Pisces!" I say and fistbump the air.

"N-no! I mean you are the only person who dictates what you think is beautiful about you!" He stutters.

"Oh, then I like the fact I can make the inside of my elbow look like a butt." I say and demonstrate.He blushes and tries to recover, I'm giggling about how I've completely taken over his romantic speech about whatever it was.

"I-i mean-"

"And I like this pimple, all these other pimples can go to hell, but this pimple." I interrupt.

"Je t'aime! Chaton, je t'aime." He finally forces out.

"Awww, I, yeah, just, ich liebe dich auch." I tell him and pat his shoulder.

"You ruined my romantic speech..." Francis mutters.

"Dude, they're just 3 simple words, our society just puts puts a ton of unnecessary meaning into." I tell him,"It should be as simple as saying 'I love you.'"

"*sigh* If only you understood half the feelings I have for you."

"No, I do know the feelings, and I do mean it when I say I love you." I tell him with my serious voice. And I rarely use it. He looked at me and smiled, and pulled me close to him and kissed me on the lips.

"I was lying about the pimple. It just regenerates so I've learned to live with it." I tell him a little after the kiss.

"Why are you telling me zhis Chaton?"

"Because this would the bestest way to end the story! Awe man, I can't wait to tell the pub of the hilarious way I confessed love to my-now-boyfriend!"

China-

I was at Yao's place for a sleepover. I am going to watch what I eat this time, I don't want him to think of me as some sort of pig. I don't know what I'd do if Yao, my only friend and long time crush, saw me as an outcast.

"Time for dinner, aru!" Yao yells from the kitchen. I walk in, take a seat, and refrain from devouring the table full of food. I took a lot of restraint not to just eat it all in 5 seconds, but I managed to not freak out. We sit down, and I start to limit myself on what I can eat. Yao must have noticed.

"You can take as much as you want, aru. I cooked it for you after all." He says and gestures to the table. I blush and look away in response.

"Come on, aru. You really don't need to feel bad about yourself. Everyone has different needs, aru. Don't hate yourself for needing more food. Eating is just as necessary as breathing, aru. So don't hold yourself back. You might be a little pudgy, but it's cute, aru. It's part of why I fell in love with you in the first place." He says, comes over, and hugs me.

My face is practically on fire by now as he hugs me. Does he really love me? I question to myself. Yao lets go of me and looks into my eyes. A small smile graces his face and he leans in and rubs his cheek on mine. I wrap him in a hug and the words "사랑해 (salanghae- I love you)" slip from my mouth. He looks confused, before smiling again.

"我也爱你 (Wǒ yě ài nǐ- I love you too)."

With that episode over, the sleepover began and I enjoyed every second of it.

Russia-

Ivan and I have been friends for a year. And he is the bestest friend ever! He loves hugs and kisses and vodka, lots of vodka. He's been watching me on the movie sets and it's really fun. There was this one time when I was stabbed on set, a little after the scene ended, Ivan rushed up to me, pat me down, and then kissed me on the cheek again. I think he's become a usual on the blooper reels. He would just walk up to me in the middle of filming the next crazy stunt and hug me or fight off the 'thug' that I was supposed to take care of. It's really funny. Sometimes the producer would put him into the backgrounds! He's just SO MUCH FUN!! And I love him a lot!

Today is just like any other day at work, y'know, JUMPING OUTTA MOVING CARS! But today's stunt... got a little dangerous, even for my standards. First, my seatbelt got jammed so everyone else jumped out of the car before me. Second, I started to smell some sort of gas, I don't want to get into specifics on what kind, but the kind that can blow up. Third, I spot someone off in the trees on the side of the rode throw a piece of burning char-cloth into the car. Making the gas blow-up with me in it. Due to my immortality, I don't die, but that doesn't stop me from being a little bit injured. I crawl out of the burning mess of what was a car and notice that the cameras are still rolling. Going into Improv. Mode, I pull out my phone and call Matt, main character's best friend, he picks up and the mic man scoots closer to hear his voice.

"What is it Mr. Danger Man?" Matt says through the phone, voice dripping in sarcasm.

"Yeah, um... you're gonna need a new car..." I tell him and trail off.

"Wait... what do you mean? Noah? Noah? Don't hang up on me Noah" Matt says before I hang up on him lay on the pavement, letting out a small grunt of pain. The cameras turn off and everyone previously behind the scene rush out to help me out of the car wreck. Ivan drags me the rest of the way out.

"You're still alive! A blast like that would kill most." He points out.

"Well, I'm not like most people then." I tell him confidently

"Da, you're right. And... well... I..." He constantly started and stopped trying to find the words, "Ya tebya lyublyu. (I love you) I find you really interesting and fun and cute... and... I just think of you as super important..." Ivan tells me and tightens his grip around me. I see the crew grinning and aweing and the cameras rolling to film the moment.

"Ha, that's really cute Ivan. I love you to. And one more thing." Ivan looks at me with a questioning face before I continue,"Make sure this is in the blooper reel! I want this moment to be immortalized forever. OK, mostly I want to see how the fans react when they think Noah is gay. How funny would that be?" I say and motion to the camera.

Ivan blushes eyeing the camera but ultimately just buried his head in my hair. I smile and look at the director.

"Um... sorry about ruining the entire story boss." I tell him. He just shrugs it off and motions for the cameras to be turned off.

Canada-

I was at my barn with Matthew, taking care of Stag. Matthew, more or less, was sitting in the stall window watching me. In the middle of grooming Stag, I notice how uncomfortable the silence was. It wasn't awkward per say, but it was forced. It just felt like something wanted to be said, but was left unsaid for some reason.

I stop grooming Stag and turn to Matthew who looked nervous. Well, more nervous than usual, I should say. He was all red in the face, clearly not thinking straight, and seemed to be scared of something. It was bothering me. If something was bothering him, it bothered me too. I walk over to him and wait in front of him. I had looked into the future earlier this morning and saw that I was supposed to confess to him today. After running through the vision a few times, changing the times I confessed, I decided that the best time would be in this field that I found. It was a short ride away, and Matt would have to ride with me.

After a quick groom session for Stag, I saddled him up and got Matt's attention.

"I found this open field yesterday, wanna check it out?" I questioned.

"But I don't know how to ride a horse." He replies timidly.

"Who said you were riding your own horse? C'mon, Stag can carry both of us, he's strong." I reason.

His face turns and extra 5 shades of pink and struggles to get on. In the end I help him on and we set off for the field.

Matt vary clearly isn't use to the rocking of a horse, seeing as he clings to me like he's gonna fall off and die. I blush at the close contact, and feeling his hot breath on the back of my neck. Matthew clings while I lead, trying to keep a level head and ignore the fact the hottest boy on Earth is clinging to me.

We get there in 5 minutes, like I expected, and lay down in the grass. After a bit of silence, I turn to Matthew. "I love you Matthew~" I coo from nowhere.

He looks startled and turns an extra 1000 shades of red. "I-I l-love you to-o-!"

He gets cut off by me suddenly hugging him. He slowly calms down and hugs me back. We lay there for a good hour before heading back for lunch.

Italy-

Feliciano came over to my house again today. He said he needed to escape this terrifying person that was chasing him. That's how he described it, at least. Right now we're relaxing on my couch, with him asleep on my lap. I'm sipping at a glass of lemonade when my attention is drawn to something the sleeping italian says.

"Ti amo.... Bella~ You're-a so... pretty~..... Noooo, don't hide.... You're... too pretty for that-a..." He continues this tired bombardment of compliments for a good while.

Honestly, it kinda hurts. He's dreaming right now, and who knows what lady he's saying it too. There's just... too much to like about the cinnamon roll. From top to bottom, personality to appearance, there are more positives than negatives. Thinking of him saying 'I love you' to someone else just hurts. I know that he'll compliment a lot of women, it's the italian thing to do. But I want to hear him say it to me.

Before I know what I'm doing, I let tears fall from my eyes. I hurriedly wipe them off, but more and more come. 'I'll just lean my head back. Yeah, most of the tears will get on the couch that way' I do so and let myself cry silently. Slowly the tears come to an end.

There is some stirring on my lap, and immediately I'm aware that Feliciano is waking up. I try make myself look somewhat presentable, but it clearly doesn't work.

Feli sits up and rubbs the tiredness out of his eyes. He looks at me, and... panics? He's all over me, panicking, wiping my tears, and cooing empty comforts.

"Ve-! Why are-a you crying?! Ohh, please-a don't cry! You're-a too bella for that-a!" Is one of the panicked lines he delivers.

I'm quick to brush off the crying and change the subject, "I heard you talking in your sleep. Mind telling who this 'bella' person is? Do you have a crush on someone~?"

He forgets what he was panicking about and describes the person of his dreams.

"Ohhh~ She was-a soooo bella! She had (H/C)-a hair, the prettiest of (E/C)-a eyes and-a soft delicate (S/T)-a skin. She was a real angel~" He coos in a dream-like state, "And, she is-a sitting right-a next to-a me~"

Caught off guard, I let my face get unbearably hot. What he says next doesn't help either.

"Ti amo bella~" And he rubs his nose on my cheek, to top it off.

The rest of the day was spent on my couch, cuddling and him displaying his love for me.

Prussia-

Gil is at my house today and decided to do something really stupid.

"Vhat are jou talking about? I'm totally zhe one who's right!" Gilbert shouts at me with a huge, idiot grin on his face.

"Oh, ha, yeah, right! I'm the one who's in the right here." I shout back at him. We are currently shouting at each other because Gil thought he was the better guitar player and should replace me in the band. I know he's one to start arguments for the fun of it, but this is taking things too far.

"NO! I can totally play zhe guitar! I'm awezome at it! Like I am at everything!" He says and puffs out his chest. I'm seriously close to crying.

"S-stop hating on me... I k-know your the person to pick a fight, but this is just mean..." I stutter out and start to cry.

The awesome, Prussian albino. That has been my crush for over a year now, is insulting what has been my passion for the past forever and a half. I blink away the tears that are starting to form and leave the room as quickly as possible. I rush upstairs and into my room. I sit there in silence for a few seconds before reaching for my guitar. I play a couple random cords before improvising the chorus to any random song that doesn't exist yet or something. Going ahead and feeling sorry for myself. Well... that is until here's a knock at the door.

"F-frau, frau... I'm sorry. Please don't cry... please don't cry..." I hear Gil say from the other side of the door,"Frau... can jou please come out?" Gil starts to beg.

I let out a small sigh and put the guitar down before opening the door.

"Geeze, why do you even starts fights with me? You always end up apologizing at my door." I ask him, looking at my feet like they're the coolest thing since sliced bread.

"Vell... in all honesty... I really like zhe sound of jour voice. I like zhe look on jour face vhen jou get angry or singing jour lungs out in a song. I like vhen you laugh and hate it vhen jou cry... And hate mien awezome self because I caused it... I guess vhat I'm trying to tell jou iz zhat... vell... Ich liebe dich..." Gil finally metaphorically spills the metaphoric beans.

"Awe... Yeah, I love you too."

Gil smiles and tackles me to the ground in a hug.

Germany-

I think Ludwig's house has become my go-to stop for when I need to crash. It's pretty cool. It like being the regular at a bar or cafe. Just walking in and saying,"I'll have the usual" except saying,"Yeah, you know why."

I enter in through the kitchen again and walk up to the fridge for a beer. I look around before noticing a small detail. There's a few more cases of my favorite brand. Along with bars of chocolate.

"Ah, jou showed up again." I hear Ludwig say and enter the room," I vas vorndering vhen jou vould show up."

"Awe, did you miss me or something?" I tease a little. He blushes slightly and looks away before grabbing a beer from the fridge and walking back to wherever he came from. I grab a (F/B) (favorite brand) beer and head down to the basement. A few hours later my friends show up with their own drinks since Ludwig banned them from taking from the fridge. It makes sense because the first time I told him that my friends were gonna show up and the night ended with a nearly empty fridge. Everyone cracks open one for themselves and start to drink. Ludwig comes down a little later, probably because of the noise, and I get the best idea for a joke.

"Everyone, I'd like for you to meet my totally real boyfriend. No I didn't pay him to act as my boyfriend for the day." I say as I pull out a small stack of money and place it on his head... Or more like try, He's pretty tall," Could you kneel down please?" I ask him quietly.

He kneels down on his knees after a second's hesitation and I put the small stack on his head. My friends start to laugh at this action.

"No, no. I'm serious, this is my totally real boyfriend!" I say and add on another small stack of cash. My friends are starting to laugh harder and clutch their stomach.

"Ha, no, I only pay him this much." I say and add a third stack. My friends are now on the floor. I steal a glance at Ludwig and he's just blushing. Whether it's out of embarrassment or because I'm joking about him being my boyfriend. He then does something really surprising. He takes the money off his head, turns around to face me, grabs my shoulders, and kisses me on the lips. My friends stop laughing and start to cheer or awe.

"Jou are mein frau, I've got to give jou somezhing"

"Awe... can I get some food to go with that cheese?"

Japan-

Kiku had decided to come over to my house today to 'show' me some anime. I think he kinda forgot I couldn't see. But then again, it's kinda hard to forget. So I'm just sitting in front of the TV, listening to the dialogue and sound effects. I would like to say that I understand the plot, but that would be completely wrong. It's one of those animes where the plot doesn't exist and all the characters just mess around. (Like Hetalia)

~~~3rd person~~~

Unbenounced to (Y/N), Kiku had showed her the anime in hopes of getting her to stay still long enough for him to draw the blind beauty. Our beloved Japanese man had finally decided to tell (Y/N) that he loved the blind Greek for a little over a year now. He was just doing a final drawing incase he is rejected. (Y/N) may not be able to see Kiku, but that never stopped the nerves and the doubt.

Kiku takes one final breath and pauses the anime. (Y/N) was a little confused as to why the music stopped. Kiku used this to grab her attention. He'd done it now, and this was the point of no return.

"I wanted to ask you somesing, (Y/N)-chan." Kiku said in the most confident voice he could muster at the time.

"You have my ear." (Y/N) waited for him to continue.

"I- mm... aishiteru (Y/N). I love you, and I wanted to ask if you wourd be my girrfriend?" Kiku asked, his nerves getting the best of him.

"Of course! You're nice enough, I don't see why not!" The Greek exclaims, "Just one question."

"Go ahead." Kiku telles his now girlfriend.

"Can I touch you now? I still don't know what you look like." (Y/N) asks as politely as she can.

Kiku colors a bit- a lot in the face, but allows it anyway. The girl's hands inch toward Kiku's face and pretty much mesures it in a way. (Y/N) starts at his chin, traces to his lips, parts at the bottom of his bottom lip and traces around. She pretty much measures how far everything is from everything else. The whole experience is hella embarrassing for Kiku, but he finds himself ever so lightly leaning into (Y/N)'s touch. The measuring ends when (Y/N) runs her hands through Kiku's hair and measures how long it was. Then she retracts her hands and put them at her sides.

"I'm sorry if that made you uncomfortable in any way, shape, or form." (Y/N) apologises quickly.

Kiku doesn't even respond from the amount of embarrassment he was feeling at the moment... and he was savoring the ghost of a touch (Y/N) left on his face.

Romano-

Lovino and I are at the same cafe we meet up at every time and I'm giving him a brief-not-so-brief summary of what I think the next episode of 'Project InvisaLine' should be. I can tell he's not listening though. Or maybe he is, he's looking me in the eye. I try to look at his but...

"Y'know, you try to look someone right in the eye when they're talking, but you're not focusing on what they're saying, you're trying to figure out which eye to look into. Is it the left eye or the right eye? Or maybe the norse? Or how about the mouth? Or maybe you're supposed to look at the face as a whole but, you already forgot how to do that 'cause now all you see is a bunch of face parts..." I seamlessly transition to verbally expressing my thoughts," Op... did I just say that?" I ask and cover my mouth.

Lovino must have been not listening to me because as soon as I changed the subject to my thoughts he reacted to what I was saying, i.e. trying to stifle laughter.

"I... I really don't-a know the-a answer to that." He tries to think of an answer.

Eventually even more thoughts seep into my head and I just can't help but say them outloud.

"Geeze, I've planned out several way to confess my crush to you, but all of them are so over the top and unnecessary that I always imagine you dying of laughter. Seriously, I was thinking I could set up a pool party or something PURELY so I could rise out of the water, wearing a waterproof pink tux with a waterproof bouquet of roses or some other flower, walking on the water surface like Jesus to just walk over to you, give you the flowers, take your hand, and tell you to love me." I just say out of the blue. Huh, that phrase works in this context, I'm sitting in a pastel blue booth. AWESOME!!

Lovino looks at me with eyes that I would assume are filled with shock, I'm no eye doctor. Or maybe I totally could... I mean, I'd only need 3 days of college to graduate in Wonderland.So he stares at me for a bit before blinking it away and recovering from my totally legit confession.

"Uh... Ci(Yes/Yeah)... I... I don't-a know how to respond to that-a... Uh... Te amo... I love you to." He was able to form a sentence so I'll say he's not going to die from laughter any time soon. Phew, crisis granted... averted... I don't know. Either way, I smile like an idiot, I smile more like an idiot. What am I talking about? I'm always smiling! I get out of my seat to sit next to him and pull him into a hug. He soon returns the gesture and all's right with the world and I go back to thinking about what should happen next episode.

Spain-

I was in the park again training Korbinian. I honestly don't know why he keeps coming back. His family says that he has problems listening and is attacking the kids. But when he's with me, he follows orders down to the letter and is never hostile to anyone. Granted he will growl at strangers, but that's if they look shifty. I don't know why he's acting this way.

"Okay, one more time. Why do you keep disobeying your owners?" I sigh out one more time.

"I have no clue what you're talking about." He says and picks his snout up a bit.

"Hola chica! What are we doing today?" Antonio asks, coming out of nowhere.

I put my hand up in a 'stop right there' type of form, and continue to look at Korbinian. "Answer my question. The sooner you do that, the sooner we can continue." I say to the Shepherd. He just turns his head to the side, acting like he didn't hear me in the first place. I let out a sigh and turn back to Toni.

"Is there something you need?" I ask him kindly.

"I was just wondering if I could come over later. I found some good movies that I want to show you." He says in that beautiful spanish accent. Yes, I have a crush. Who wouldn't?

"Yeah, sure. Just one thing..." I trail off at the end of my sentence out of question.

"Oh? And what would that be?" He questions.

"There's a turtle on your he- on every inch of yo- all over the place." I stutter from trying to correct myself. He seems to only take notice of the turtles once I mention it. He looks around, down at himself, and back at me. He just smiles and laughs it off.

"Don't worry about them chica. They just wanted to see the hermosa chica I talk about so much." He replies swavely.

"Why are they all saying 'love me' or 'lover her' or 'love him'. It's something along those lines. I can't really tell with them all talking over each other." I say.

Toni just blushes and shifts uncomfortably. The turtles stop flailing like brain dead monkeys and do something. They all make some letters that spell out 'love her.' WOW. That's some good 'romance advice'.

Toni colors in the face and insists on looking at his feet. I walk over to him and give him a little kiss on the nose. He looks up at me with his eyes the size of saucers.

"I love you~" I coo at him.

He smiles and looks at me, making eye contact this time, "Te amo chica!"