Colombia 🇨🇴

Colombia turned to glare at Brazil, a bowl of popcorn between them. Brazil could see Colombia considering throwing the bowl on him before deciding just to throw a handful of popcorn instead.

"I don't know, I don't see Neymar anywhere on the field today, plus you haven't been the favorite in ages," was the quick answer followed by a sweet smile. It made Brazil want to punch Colombia. On the mouth. With his own mouth.

"Told you to not talk about Neymar, Mano."

"So you shouldn't start saying shit before the match has properly begun-"

A wild cheer came from the huge TV, the screen displaying the replay of the score again and again, the Brazilian crowd going wild.

"AEEEEEE CARALHO!!!" Brazil screamed while Colombia groaned. It had been just fifteen minutes and he was already winning! This was going to be a piece of cake!

"Awww, Colombia~." Brazil giggled as he pulled the other by the collar of his shirt, getting dangerously close, lips almost brushing. "You look so cute frustrated... But not as good as when you wear my colors~"

"Imbécil," was all Colombia could say before having his breath stolen by a kiss as Brazil pulled him closer by his waist, food all but forgotten.