2P!America X Reader (Hetalia)

"What the hell were you thinking!" You tell as you throw your hands up in the air. Al, who stood across from you, scoffed and crossed his arms while he glared at you.


"Shut the hell up" he grumbled and you took a deep breath as you advanced forwards.


"You could have died! Did you two not see the large signs saying 'Thin Ice'?!? Because I know you didn't. There were like two dozen signs. You two were using them as hockey nets" you seethed and Al rolled his eyes before turning away from you. "You're lucky Matt knew what to do. Al you could have died. Just what the hell were you thinking?!"


"Who gives a shit. Fuck off" he hissed before beginning to walk away. You grabbed his shoulder and forced him to turn around.


"Al!-"


"Who fucking cares!" He yelled as he raised his hands in the air, much like you had moments before. "Who fucking cares."


"I do!" You cried out and he frowned and crossed his arms once again.


"Why the hell would you care?" He yelled as he continued to glare at you and in that moment of blind rage you blurted it out,


"Because I love you, dumb ass!" You yelled as your hands balled into fists. Al's eyes widened and he turned to fully look at you.


"You... love me?" He questioned, letting his hands fall to his sides. Your own eyes widened at realizing just what you had said. You ran your hand through your hair and laughed nervously.


"What" you said as you took a few steps back. "Nooo..." Al grabbed your arms and you two stared at each other. The frown he was wearing turned into a grin as he pulled you close and let go of your arms so he could wrap his arms around your waist. He spun the two of you away as he pulled away just far enough to press a kiss against your lips. You look at him bewildered as he pulled  away from you.


"I love you too (Name)" he said as he scratched the back of his neck. "I just never had the chance to tell you..." you grin and wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him again. He eagerly kissed you back while he wraps his arms around your waist.


"Don't think you're still not in trouble" you whisper against his lips and you can feel him go tense.


"I was close"

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