Bedazzle me
England had a lot of quirks and he wore a lot of strange things. America knew this for a fact and would often tease England of whatever odd outfit he chose to wear to the bedroom. Lately he’d been trying to coax America to join him in a sort of role play along the lines of cowboys and gentleman, angels and demons, and (most disturbing of all) master and servant, only it seemed to lean in the direction of child and mentor. America honestly didn’t want to even touch that topic with a laugh or a poke at why.
my reaction to EVERYTHING:
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