The apocalypse would surely come if the world found out about country affairs.

Challenge: 15: Apocalypse
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.
Part of LiveJournal's HetaChallenge Monthly Theme Challenge!

The world would surely end for them if everyone found out about this.

They didn't cuddle or caress or touch each other, their disgust resurfacing after sharing another one of their sexually filled nights.

England didn't know why he did it. He found Ireland attractive, but not enough for them to fuck. Ireland resented England for their past arguments and wars, but she never thought they'd end up like this. She held a piece of the sheets that covered her naked body in her hands and stayed silent, thinking of the disaster that was soon to come once they regained their common sense and lost their sense of lust.

That was their only reason for spending nights together. They desired each other physically, but Ireland knew he would never love her. And he hoped she'd never love him. Quite frankly, they were a disastrous duo.

He looked around and observed the mess they had made in their haste to get to the bed. They were so desperate that they even knocked over the lamp from the bedside table. The pleasure never made it past the bedroom door, though. It always stayed in the bed, along with so many emotions they could not express.

With a sigh, he stood from the bed and began to gather his clothes to get dressed. They both knew this routine. They had accepted it long ago when they started this fling. Fooling everyone into believing they didn't even so much as desire one another was the biggest joke the two had ever heard. But it wasn't funny. It was quite shameful. And they would surely die if this was ever known.

I write so much I don't even remember what I write about anymore. This was just a really random thought, but it turned out to hurt me in some way. :'( I hope you all enjoyed, though!

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