MeGoNuts:

PrUK: Maybe Someday

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Gilbert sat in his chair, around the big round table where tons of other countries has gathered. The monthly World Congress.

The prussian male didn't listen at his brother at all. His thoughts were somewhere else. Actually, his thoughts were in the blond english ex-pirate with bushy eyebrows, just across the table.

Arthur Kirkland wasn't paying any more attention to the meeting than Gilbert. Just gazing at his papers in front of him.

His emerald orbs moved across the papers, his slender fingers tapping at the table slightly.

How Gilbert just wanted to entwine his fingers with his, to pull him close, hold him, love him. To kiss the soft lips of the englishman.

"Hey Gilbert. Pay attention", Elizaveta hissed as she elbowed him.

"U-hu, eh, yeah", Gilbert muttered.

He glanzed at the englishman once more. Arthur was completely oblivious of his thoughts.

Someday. Maybe someday, indeed. He would have Arthur as his one and only.