China slammed the bottle of the infamous alcholic beverage Baijionto the table, silently fuming. Damn it all. Why didn’t the other Allies give a shit about him? Lately they didn’t even care if he was late or dismissed every opinion he gave during their meetings. It wasn’t fair. He was slowly becoming the new Canada; maybe it was because of his old age? What had he ever done to deserve their exclusion?

   The Chinese sighed and laid back in his chair. He was at his house, drinking away his problems (well, also eating some noodles as well). Alcohol wasn’t doing the trick anymore though, misery and traitorous thoughts kept on flooding his weary mind.

   There was only one other thing that could drown out his sorrows.

   “Oi, Panda!” he called, hoping his love would hear him from the floor above. He smiled faintly as he heard a slow thumping on the stairs. He didn’t want Panda to see him in such a state but really needed cheering up. The creature arrived and walked towards his owner, the same expression as always on his black and white face.

   “There you are, aru! Ni hao. I missed you.”

   The furry creature stared up at him, glanced at the bottle in his hand and cocked his head.
 
   “I know, I know. Long story.” He beamed. “Thank you for coming, aru,” he whispered. Then he reached out, picked him up and wrapped him in an embrace; he had too much to drink, plus he just really needed a hug.

   He had no idea what his drunken stupour would start.

   Panda hugged back for a moment before deciding this was his chance to reveal his true feelings. He misjudged on how drunk China was, he thought he wouldn’t remember the next day. So he took a risk. He took a deep breath and leaned up, giving China a peck on the lips.

   The Asian nation widened his brown eyes and gaped at the animal. Did that really just happen or had the alcohol finally made him lose his mind? Shock. That was all he could feel for the first second. Then he felt a new feeling. Joy. Just like that, China’s world went from dark to light, grey to colourful.

   “Panda…” China pulled his face closer and resumed the kiss, this time making it much longer. He tasted like Baijiwhile Panda tasted like bamboo. Neither minded the flavour.

   China always tried to brush away his feelings for the fluffy creature because it was unnatural to feel that way to something that wasn’t a human, but now that he knew his feelings were returned… He suddenly forgot all about the Allies. His miserable mood was gone, replaced with disbelief and euphoria.

   Tongues clashed, one pair of clothing was taken off by paws and eventually the bottle of lube China kept for emergencies was finally used. The night in China’s bedroom was full of pent-up lust and passion. It was amazing for both of them.

   The next day the Allies actually paid attention to China, only because he was in a really good mood, though he wouldn’t say why.

APH China x Panda Fanfic

China slammed the bottle of alcohol onto the table, silently fuming. Damn it all. Why didn’t the other Allies give a shit about him? Lately they didn’t even care if he was late or dismissed every opinion he gave during their meetings. It wasn’t fair. He was slowly becoming the new Canada; maybe it was because of his old age?
The Chinese sighed and laid back in his chair. He was at his house, drinking away his problems (well, also eating some noodles as well).
Alcohol wasn’t doing the trick anymore though. There was only one other thing that could drown out his sorrows.
“Oi, Panda!” he called, hoping his love would hear him from upstairs. He smiled faintly as he heard a slow thumping on the stairs. He didn’t want Panda to see him in such a state but really needed cheering up.
“There you are, aru! Ni hao. I missed you.”
The furry creature stared up at him, glanced at the bottle in his hand and cocked his head.
“I know, I know. Long story.” He beamed. “Thank you for coming, aru,” he whispered. Then he reached out, picked him up and wrapped him in an embrace; he had too much alcohol. He had no idea what his drunken stupour would start.
Panda hugged back for a moment before deciding this was his chance to reveal his true feelings. He misjudged on how drunk he was, he thought he wouldn’t remember the next day. So he took a risk. He took a deep breath and leaned up, giving China a peck on the lips.
The Asian nation widened his brown eyes and gaped at the animal. “Panda…” He pulled his face closer and resumed the kiss, this time making it much longer. China always tried to brush away his feelings for the fluffy creature because it was unnatural to feel that way to something that wasn’t a human, but now that he knew his feelings were returned… He suddenly forgot all about the Allies. His miserable mood was gone, replaced with disbelief and euphoria.
Tongues clashed, one pair of clothing was taken off by paws and eventually the bottle of lube China kept for emergencies was finally used. The night in China’s bedroom was full of pent-up lust and passion. It was amazing for both of them.

The next day the Allies actually paid attention to China only because he was in a really good mood, though he wouldn’t say why.

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