You were watching your favorite movie with your best friend England, Or as you liked to call him, IGGY!!!!~ Currently you two were watching the first Lion King. On the large -color- couch you were tangled in your black blanket with your legs swung over Iggy's lower abdomen.
You two where at the part just about when Mufasa was to die. Scar had just left to 'go get' him. You watched as the Wildabeast ran torwords Simba and gripped your sheets tighter.
((Dont cry _name_... Dont cry)) you thought as the herd stampeded thro the gorge.
"Daddy hurry" your tv roared, nearly causing you to break down in tears already.
You shoved yourself between the pillow and Arthur.
" Are you feeling well _Name_?"
"Long live the king" the T.v spat as scar and you burst into tears. Iggy looking down at you with bug eye's.
"Dad common... you gatta get up.... we gotta go home" the small lion cub nudged his dead father and you blasted into another fit of tears.
"Woah woah woahhhh!!!" He jumped up and paused the movie, " _name_ Wha- why..? Are you ill?"
"No its just " Sniffle " This is the saddest part of the movie... and well it reminds me of my child hood life..."
"Your uncle killed your father then told you to run...?"
"NO!" you snarled and smacked him across the face.
"....Then.....?" he said rubbing his face.
"Well. Its just that my dad died at an early age. I dont know.... He killed himself for my mother, She was cheating on him..." you swallowed hard.
"Oh _name_... I am sorry.... I didnt know...." He looked at you with soft eyes "_Name_ I love you...."
Your eyes bulged, But you said nothing but press play and cuddling closer to the english man.
----------------------After the movie----------------------
Arthur seemed to be bothered by something as you two got up, he silently walked over to the bathroom and shut himself in there.
After a couple of minutes you knocked on the door, " Iggy? Are you alright?" you heard a sharp inhale and a sniffle and the red faced England walked out slowly from the dim lighted bathroom.
"Everything is good...." he sighed.
Before he could turn and walk into the kitchen you grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed your lips onto his. He seemed to be surprised for a moment but then began to kiss you back, grabbing a hold of the back of your head when you tried to pull back for air, and keeping you still. He licked the bottom of your lip roughly and almost forced them open himself, and explored every inch of his new territory.
Now you were outa breath, and pulled away, " I love you too Iggy." you smiled sweetly at the bushy man.
"I adore you my sweet" he smiled and pulled you into another passionate kiss.