I'm not really sure where this came from. I've never written Hetalia before. So, I'm a little excited. Even if this is a tiny drabble.
I don't own anything~!
"Absolutely not." Arthur crossed his arms.
"Aw, come on." Alfred frowned. "It's just a hamburger."
Arthur scoffed. "It's disgusting, is what it is."
The American continued to frown at his boyfriend for a moment as he considered his options. He took a bite of the burger in his hand, and froze. Rolling up one fist and slapping it against the open palm of the other, Alfred grinned before pouncing from his spot next to the English nation, landing almost completely on top of him and pressed their lips together,
Arthur gasped, obviously not having expected this surprise attack, and Alfred took advantage of the open mouth, using his tongue he pushed the hamburger inside his lovers mouth and pulled away.
Arthur coughed, sputtered, gagged, and finally turned to glare at him.
"Admit it." Alfred grinned, leaning closer to the other man. "It wasn't that bad."
Green eyes met blue in a hard silent stare for a moment, before Arthur sighed, diverting his eyes away from the younger nations.
"I suppose there are worse things."