.:APH:. - Be My Hero

Title: Be My Hero
Pairing(s): KimchiBurger (America x South Korea)
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Language
Summary: A night of mindlessly playing video games turns into a confession.


The time was well past midnight, yet that grand house amongst the trees with those fanciful gates had windows flashing blue from the light of a television screen.

Two young men – or rather nations – stood with controllers in their hands, hollering at each other as they smashed at the buttons, playing versus mode on a new game that America had recently gotten from Japan.  Behind them was an old, comfy couch littered with random articles of clothing, open chip bags, soda cans, and the wayward popcorn bits.  A large, flat screen TV loomed before them as they hurried pressed the buttons, vocally urging their respective characters in the video game to beat the other.

"Winning originated in me, da ze~!"  South Korea exclaimed with a determined smile upon his lips as he proceeded to execute a combo only those who spent hours playing the game would know by heart.  America swore as South Korea's character beat him, depleting his character's health bar down to nothing almost instantaneously.

"Damn it, I thought for sure I was gonna beat you this time!"  America stated as he dropped the controller onto the couch.  The Asian nation set the controller down as well before hopping on to the couch, sending random pieces of food flying here and there, with a full out grin on his face.  America had to admit he liked seeing the other nation so happy.  It made him look cute.

"Well, I played it lots to practice after Japan told me you'd be getting it!"  South Korea said happily, scooping some popcorn out of the long forgotten bowl sitting dejectedly off to the side.  America felt around for a half-eaten chip bag, quirking a brow at the other's strange words.

"What do you mean you practiced?"  Narrowing his eyes, America felt betrayed.

"You won't give up until I beat you, right?  Well, I wanted to spend more time with you so I made sure to play it enough so I'd know all the characters' moves, and until not even Japan can beat me at it!  I mean, I really like you so I thought-" A gasp escaped South Korea's lips when he realized he had said too much.  He blamed the fact that he was still up when it was well past four in the morning, hyped up on Red Bull, and America was just looking so hot in nothing but a tank top and jeans…  Shaking his head so much that the curl on his head whipped around, South Korea eyed America carefully as his sleeve-covered hands pressed against his mouth.

America stared at him, looking contemplative before that face-splitting smile broke across his face.

"So you've fallen for the hero, huh?"  America asked, accompanied by his famous laugh.  With a slight blush, South Korea nodded as the blond nation patted him on the back, "Okay, but be careful!  Heroes' lovers are usually the ones targeted the most by the villains!"

South Korea lowered his hands, smiling slightly as he assumed that the last line meant that his love was indeed reciprocated.

"As long as you're the hero who saves me in the end, I'm okay with it."