[England's hand falls away from America's leg; he contents himself with the tangle of their intertwined fingers. It's a simple task to turn his face towards America's and lay a kiss down at his temple.
He can't kiss the pain better, of course, but it's a nice thought.] Soppy fool.
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He can't kiss the pain better, of course, but it's a nice thought.] Soppy fool.