RipVanWinkle316

Word count: 271 words of pain. Warnings: None, an innocent kiss towards the end is all. "England, you know I love ya, but-", America leaned forward to remove the newly lit cigarette that stuck out from England's mouth, "- we're in a restaurant and it strictly says no smoking." He put out the burning tip with his fingers, earning a glare from England in return. "'Sides, it tastes gross", he finished, pouting as England grabbed the stump from his hand and lit it once again, inhaling and relaxing. America moved his head to the side to avoid the smoke as he blew it towards him. "It  won't hurt you", England said simply, inhaling another blow

and i'll burn down the garden of eden where it stands and kick open the pearly gates 'cause i don't give a damn about heaven (('cause i've already found it with you.))