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You walked with a small bounce in your step. Your best friend of six years, Oliver Kirkland, had invited you over to bake cupcakes with him. You loved baking with him, mostly because you loved to be around him. You had grown quite smitten with the enthusiastic Brit, and you were planning to tell him your feelings today.
When you reached Oliver’s house, you quickly ran your fingers through your (h/l)(h/c) hair and knocked on the front door. You had only waited about two seconds before the door flew open and you were enveloped in a hug.
“________! I’m so glad you could make it! Come in, I’ve already gotten everything out.” Oliver said. You felt your face heat up as he grabbed your hand and dragged you to the kitchen.
When you and Oliver reached the kitchen, you saw that the counters were clean. None of the baking supplies were out. You turned towards Oliver. “I thought you said you had gotten everything out?”
“I did silly! We’re going to do something a little different today.” He said guiding you into the dining room. That’s when you noticed that you were still holding his hand. Your felt your face get hot and red again, and Oliver noticed this time. “_______? Are you feeling okay?” You nodded after letting go of him and realizing how stupid you must have looked.
You looked at the dining table, which had two plates, and the red velvet cupcakes you and Oliver made the day before. He took a cupcake from the display he set up and held it out to you. “I thought that today we should just take a break and enjoy the things we made. Ladies first poppet.” You took the beautifully decorated cupcake and sat down at the table.
“This looks delicious! Thanks Ollie!” you said before sinking your teeth into the cake. Oliver followed suit.
~Timeskip~
It had taken about thirty minutes for you and Oliver to finish off the cupcakes. He let out a puff and smiled. “Those were the best cupcakes I’ve ever eaten. We should open our own bakery, what do you think love?”
You smiled back and nodded. Then you suddenly remembered your initial mission. The one thing you’ve wanted to say for a while. You looked down into your lap. “Hey, Oliver? I have something to tell you.” You glanced back up to see his beautiful blue eyes pierce your (e/c) ones. He held up his hand.
“May I go first poppet? I also have something to say.” he said putting his hand down. You nodded for him to continue speaking. “It’s just, you have a bit of frosting on your lip there.” You tried to wipe away whatever was on your face, but you couldn’t find the frosting. “No, a little bit to the left. A little more. No wait, now you went too far.” Oliver finally gave up and said, “You know what, lean over here and I’ll get it for you.”
You did as instructed. But instead of feeling a napkin or cloth on your lips, you felt something soft and warm. It only took a couple seconds for you to register what was going on.
Oliver was kissing you.
Your heart fluttered in your chest as you returned the favor. When you finally broke apart, you noticed he had a bit of frosting on the left corner of his lower lip, which he licked away. Now that you knew the location of the frosting, you did the same.
“You want to know something love?” Oliver asked, putting his arms around your waist. You nodded and laced your arms around his neck.
“In my opinion, red velvet tastes much better on you.”
~FIN~
When you reached Oliver’s house, you quickly ran your fingers through your (h/l)(h/c) hair and knocked on the front door. You had only waited about two seconds before the door flew open and you were enveloped in a hug.
“________! I’m so glad you could make it! Come in, I’ve already gotten everything out.” Oliver said. You felt your face heat up as he grabbed your hand and dragged you to the kitchen.
When you and Oliver reached the kitchen, you saw that the counters were clean. None of the baking supplies were out. You turned towards Oliver. “I thought you said you had gotten everything out?”
“I did silly! We’re going to do something a little different today.” He said guiding you into the dining room. That’s when you noticed that you were still holding his hand. Your felt your face get hot and red again, and Oliver noticed this time. “_______? Are you feeling okay?” You nodded after letting go of him and realizing how stupid you must have looked.
You looked at the dining table, which had two plates, and the red velvet cupcakes you and Oliver made the day before. He took a cupcake from the display he set up and held it out to you. “I thought that today we should just take a break and enjoy the things we made. Ladies first poppet.” You took the beautifully decorated cupcake and sat down at the table.
“This looks delicious! Thanks Ollie!” you said before sinking your teeth into the cake. Oliver followed suit.
~Timeskip~
It had taken about thirty minutes for you and Oliver to finish off the cupcakes. He let out a puff and smiled. “Those were the best cupcakes I’ve ever eaten. We should open our own bakery, what do you think love?”
You smiled back and nodded. Then you suddenly remembered your initial mission. The one thing you’ve wanted to say for a while. You looked down into your lap. “Hey, Oliver? I have something to tell you.” You glanced back up to see his beautiful blue eyes pierce your (e/c) ones. He held up his hand.
“May I go first poppet? I also have something to say.” he said putting his hand down. You nodded for him to continue speaking. “It’s just, you have a bit of frosting on your lip there.” You tried to wipe away whatever was on your face, but you couldn’t find the frosting. “No, a little bit to the left. A little more. No wait, now you went too far.” Oliver finally gave up and said, “You know what, lean over here and I’ll get it for you.”
You did as instructed. But instead of feeling a napkin or cloth on your lips, you felt something soft and warm. It only took a couple seconds for you to register what was going on.
Oliver was kissing you.
Your heart fluttered in your chest as you returned the favor. When you finally broke apart, you noticed he had a bit of frosting on the left corner of his lower lip, which he licked away. Now that you knew the location of the frosting, you did the same.
“You want to know something love?” Oliver asked, putting his arms around your waist. You nodded and laced your arms around his neck.
“In my opinion, red velvet tastes much better on you.”
~FIN~
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A letter to Reader-chan,
First of all, when I see 2p Hetalia, I don’t see murderous, bloodthirsty killers and psychopaths. I see the 1p countries with different looks and a completely opposite personality. The 2p characters in my stories will NOT kill unless absolutely necessary (i.e. to protect you, dear Reader-chan). So if you want to read a yandere 2p story, don’t leave hate on my story, don’t read it and just go somewhere else. Thank you.
~Writer-chan
Actual Description:
What can I say? I was eating a red velvet cupcake and POOF! One-shot idea of bossness. I hope you enjoyed! Feedback is much appreciated! Oh, and if you don’t like red velvet, just pretend you do for the sake of the story, please. Suggestive last line is suggestive. Okay then, bye!
Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya
You belong to the lovely Oliver Kirkland
I belong to no one!
Preview picture by someone on Tumblr
First of all, when I see 2p Hetalia, I don’t see murderous, bloodthirsty killers and psychopaths. I see the 1p countries with different looks and a completely opposite personality. The 2p characters in my stories will NOT kill unless absolutely necessary (i.e. to protect you, dear Reader-chan). So if you want to read a yandere 2p story, don’t leave hate on my story, don’t read it and just go somewhere else. Thank you.
~Writer-chan
Actual Description:
What can I say? I was eating a red velvet cupcake and POOF! One-shot idea of bossness. I hope you enjoyed! Feedback is much appreciated! Oh, and if you don’t like red velvet, just pretend you do for the sake of the story, please. Suggestive last line is suggestive. Okay then, bye!
Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya
You belong to the lovely Oliver Kirkland
I belong to no one!
Preview picture by someone on Tumblr
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