#amepol

20.05.2023

Aph Poland x Belarus and Poland x America for anon!

wow i really havent done one of the ship event requests in a While

I did the #fourships (except it's eight) challenge on Instagram and thought it would be cool posting it here

It took me 11 hours to draw both drawings ;-;

and if you have nightmares we’ll dance on the bed.

@aphrarepairweek2019

APH Rare Pair Week 2019

Day 5 Prompt - Myths and Legends/Free Day

Poland was already chattering excitedly as soon as he came through the door, something about a dragon myth of his. America laughed, nodding along. He gestured to his couch and offered him some tea, which he accepted gratefully. The younger nation sat next to him and smiled brightly. He enjoyed these visits immensely.

Zoning out, America only focused on the sound of his voice, not the words. It was sad, not many people realized what kind of person Poland really was. He had been through so much in his life, so much violence, yet he pressed on with a smile. He had a mask like America did. He hid behind a false reality. Did he want to be mortal as much as he did? Lead a normal life?

Poland's lips were moving faster and faster as he got more excited, clutching America's arm. He barely felt it under all the nerves he was feeling. Was he smiling because of him? If he caused that, it made him feel good. He deserved to be happy after everything he'd gone through, really. He wouldn't be able to be so cheerful if he had gone through the same.

America glanced over at his storage closet, guilt hitting him. He was a hoarder and he knew it. The past was something he couldn't let go of no matter how hard he tried. Did Poland feel the same way? He sighed. He would try and clean out the closet soon. His gaze fell back on his friend.

He was pretty. That word usually described girls, but Poland was pretty. America would be lying if he said he wasn't attracted to him and his beautiful eyes and stupid hair and adorable pout he did when he was annoyed. It made sense in a way. After all, they'd been friends for a very long time.

Poland stopped telling his story and asked America a question he couldn't hear. He raised as eyebrow as America got closer to his face until their lips met in an awkward kiss. Poland's eyes flew wide open in surprise.

Shit.