hetalia_kink | Hetalia kink meme part 27

Hetalia kink meme part 27

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Side note from last part (to fill in a little plot hole) - England has a temporary driving ban imposed by his boss due to a drunken incident a year earlier (it probably involved Prussia and/or Denmark). This is very inconvenient for him as he lives slightly out of town.

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He had been watched. It was certainly concerning. Someone had watched his umbrella break and had replaced it. Another nation if it was the same admirer, yet there was no nation he knew of scheduled to be in his country at that time. And, certainly, not at his house.

But still, England liked to think of himself as sensible, and there was no reason to over-react. It plagued his mind every now and then, but, he supposed, there were potential excuses. Maybe they had been waiting for him, to reveal themselves, but had backed out last minute. Not stalking or watching, but accidentally witnessing the event as they slipped away, nervous and embarrassed. He couldn't rule out the possibility of danger either, but panicking would have been pathetic. And, at least, he got to the meeting dry.

Christmas, however, was rapidly approaching, times were busy, and a few more days meant the issue was almost entirely out of his mind. In fact, he was in Canada, celebrating a huge lull in meetings, both EU and world. Or, so was the excuse he gave. In honesty, he had been feeling a little isolated (and the tiniest bit unsafe), and he was hardly going to willingly put himself in the company of France or America. Canada, when England remembered he existed, was a very pleasant and non-pride damaging option.

“So, those flowers you got. I know it was earlier in the year, but I was thinking about them again,”

“Hm? What about them?” England enquired from over a steaming cup of gingerbread hot chocolate. He was, of course, usually a tea man, but with the cold (and the fact this coffee shop would never produce a proper cuppa anyway) he had gone for something more festive.

“They were quite out of the blue, did you ever find out who they were from?”

England spent a moment torn. Canada was a very trustworthy nation, and England felt comfortable around him. There was no use keeping secrets from him. And if things ever turned bad, it would be at least one person who had some know-how.

“Well, honestly, no I didn't. But...um...” he flushed and fidgeted, “It didn't quite end there,”

Canada seemed intrigued, “There was more?”

“Yes. I got a lot of chocolates and love notes. I think it was another nation, they sent poems to my personal e-mail. Hey – don't look so gleeful, I'm not telling you for your amusement,”

“Sorry, sorry. But that sounds quite exciting. And too dedicated to be a joke. Do you have any theories? Where did your investigation lead you,”

“Well, to be honest, I never really investigated it. I didn't really think it mattered, but things have gotten a bit more odd. Some gifts were a little more personal, and, um...well I don't really make it known, but I'm quite fond of sweets, and I got a whole hamper of them. A teddy bear too,” England was bright red now. Damn feeling “comfortable” enough to spill the beans, he regretted ever opening his mouth. This was just plain in embarrassing.

“That's lovely! They've been paying attention to you. Sometimes I can't even get noticed when I'm talking to someone's face,” Canada seemed a little downhearted for a moment, but brightened up. “Though it's enough that you've come to see me now. Hmm, I wonder who it could be though? Perhaps Spain? You two have a history and...well...I think you're his type,”

“What?” England spluttered, “In what way am I his type?!” Canada raised an eyebrow, and England gave a suspicions frown in return. “Anyway,” he continued, “I think I might take a little more interest now in who it could be. It's nothing to get worked up over, but I think they were watching me,”

“Hm, at the meeting?”

“Not exactly. It's nothing big, so don't freak out, but it was at my house,”

Canada's demeanour had changed instantly. “At your house? When? Were you okay? Did you call the police?”

“I told you, it's nothing big. My umbrella broke on the way home from a meeting with my boss, and the next day, a new umbrella was sitting on my doorstep. It came with a little note covered in hearts. But it was a good week ago now and nothing has happened since, so I should probably just forget about,”

Canada didn't seem happy. “Don't brush something like that off! You're house is ten minutes from the nearest bus stop, let alone other people. If someone went that out of their way to watch you, they could be dangerous!”

“Canada, stop fretting. Ah, this is why I didn't really want to go into it. I know you're a worrier, but it's probably nothing to freak out over. Honestly, you were happy enough a moment ago,”

“No England, if someone was watching you that's not okay. I know you're not the best at it, but you need to try looking after your safety somewhat. Take something like that seriously! Have you tried reporting it to authorities or your government? Considering who you are, I'm sure they could set up some light surveillance. What if it was someone like Russia? What if it is someone safe like Spain but they've snapped. You know how fragile our mental health can be, especially at times like this, with governments in such turmoil,” Canada was flustered and concerned, but England only huffed irritably.

“I really don't think it's a big deal Canada. I was a little worried at first too, and I'll certainly be keeping a better eye on things. I'm not stupid. I'm just not going to let it consume me. I'll ask for some security measures to be taken if it will make you happy, but heaven knows the earful I'll get from the government for not mentioning it straight away. Can we move on? What about you, how have things been going in your life?”

Canada sighed. “All right. I'm not going to completely forget about it, but we can talk about other things for now. I've not been doing much outside of meetings, I guess. And sorting out Christmas...”

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Compared to Canada, England was a phenomenally early riser. Somehow, despite being a golden angel compared to America, the northern brother often failed to rise before noon. Even America was usually up by ten. When the doorbell went, England decided to save Canada's sleep and answer it for him. They were close enough that it wouldn't be rude.

It was a local florists. They had a small flower arrangement. It was for him. The gift was accepted hastily and then jammed far down into his suitcase where Canada would never see it. The boy had been worried enough when someone had been watching England at his own house. He certainly shouldn't find out that they had tabs on his travel patterns too.

His boss, he eventually reasoned, must have told someone where he was. When he got back from Canada, he would question him. And perhaps some security cameras on his lot wouldn't do too much harm.

“I can't help it, Karma Sutra. His lack of responsibility in caring for himself worries me enough, of course I'd be stressed out by something like – ah, France, hello!” the bear was ignored as finally, after the third attempt, the phone on the other end of the line was picked up. However, a quick vent of Canada's worries and frustrations – this time to a person and not a bear – did nothing to help his upset.

“Ah, sweet l'amour,” France sighed dreamily. Canada was about ready to pull his hair out. Did this level of stupidity come with age or had England and France been influencing each other for too long?

“It's not sweet anything, France. He was being watched. What if it was someone dangerous? I'm just asking that you keep an eye out and visit him a little more frequently. You're only a train ride away, and you know how much I care about you all. Even if you don't think he's in danger, please keep an eye on him just to ease my mind,”

“Oh Canada, you're worrying about nothing again. I can hear how stressed you are – and over that eyebrow monster! There's no need! Besides, I'd visit him more if I could, but both my boss and his own attitude limit the time I can spend with him. I'll be visiting him for Christmas, how about I talk to him about it then? Will that make you feel better? I'll even force him to set up some security measures since I'm sure he hasn't bothered to himself,”

Canada let himself finally relax a little as he exhaled. “Thank you, France. I really appreciate it. And I know you care about him too. Do your best,”

“Yes, yes. There will be nothing for you to worry about with Big Brother France looking out for him! Now, I must rush. There's a beautiful little lady waiting upstairs who needs my attention,” Canada could almost hear the lecherous wink through the phone, “Phone me again anytime you are worried...just not tonight,” and the call ended abruptly. Canada sighed. So he was tipsy and in the middle of a one-night stand. Perhaps that was why the call had sounded a little garbled.

“Oh well, Kumquat. I think he listened, at least. Perhaps I'll call him up tomorrow and make sure he sees his promise through. Bed time for now, though,”

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Roses are red,
My vision is too,
Stay away from England,
Or I'll have to hurt you.

The note was not the most pleasant thing Canada could have found on his front door first thing in the afternoon. Tucking the note, and the knife used to pin it to the wood, away as evidence, he got in contact with his boss to arrange an immediate flight to somewhere he felt a little safer. He'd rejected the request last month, but it looked like he'd be spending Christmas with America after all.

Oh my god! I honestly never noticed this had been updated until now! I kept checking the fills list for update posts, but never actually clicked the fill link until today to re-read part 1. I am such an idiot!

Author anon! This fill is so amazing! I love all the little details from England's secret little habits to Canada always getting Mr. Kumajiro's name wrong. XD "Kuma Sutra".

The mental image of England scoffing a packet of skittles totally killed me, and the bonbons. XD Canada wondering if the admirer could be Spain was also an amazing addition... Spuk. <3 <33 <333 The best part for me so far is the poem. I was so excited I actually squealed when I read it. Italy you adorable little psycho. <3 But also, yeah... poor Canada. lol

I'm so excited for future updates! Amazing job so far author anon!

Thank you so much for the feedback! It makes me really happy that you are enjoying it :D

I apologise the update took so long. I can't promise that updates will get much quicker, since life is still hectic, but I'll make sure to put updates in the fills list from now on! I'm really lazy about not doing that haha.

Again, thank you so much for all the wonderful feedback! And for your patience :D

This is seriously fantastic. Authornon, you have me hooked. I'm so glad I found this fill. I love rare pairs.

Ah, I'm so glad someone else is also enjoying this! I feel like the kink meme is quite dead nowadays so I'm so happy that you stopped by to comment! Thank you very much for your kind words!

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