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Switzerland felt something bubble up inside him whenever he saw Lithuania and America interact. Kind of like anger, but.. not? Then he realised...
It was definitely jealousy.
America and Lithuania were close, that much was obvious. Lithuania was allowed to have his own friends and his friendship with the loudmouth seemed to bring him a bunch of happiness. Switzerland wasn't one of those possessive boyfriends or whatever, he didn't care, as long as Lithuania was okay, that's all that mattered.
But recently, he spotted something unusual. Upon greeting America in a World Conference, Lithuania kissed his cheek. Switzerland watching from afar was unbothered at first, cheek kissing was something common amongst close friends in Lithuania's country or generally the entirety of Europe, himself not excluded. But it was when the american returned the gesture that the swiss felt confused.
Had America started unconsciously doing the greeting back? It wasn't something ordinary in the United States! That would also be a damn miracle, for him to pick up on something from another culture.
"Uh, Switzerland?" Japan beside him spoke with a wavering voice, leaning away from him. He felt the bad energy practically reeking from the swiss. "You're.. scratching the table like an angry neko."
Switzerland snapped out of his crisis, looking down at his hand that had carved deep straight lines into the purple surface.
"..My bad." He mumbled, a bit embarrassed. It was just a greeting, why did he react that way?
And it wasn't just that one thing that had made him suspicious. Switzerland felt stupid about it, because the actions never really went above what had happened during the conference a few months ago, despite that it was really getting on his nerves. He made sure that was obvious.
Like when they had sat way too close for comfort with America leaning his head on the other's shoulder. Switzerland was pissed and sat right in-between them, interrupting their chat. While Lithuania cheerfully greeted him, Switzerland gave America the "stay the fuck away from my man" look, but America's talent of not being able to read the room worked it's magic and he was completely oblivious to the warning.
Another time was when Lithuania and Switzerland were taking a walk together, holding hands. It was meant to be just them, then the american had appeared out of nowhere and buzzed around them like an annoying fly. Lithuania didn't seem to mind him at all, not even when his arm snaked around his shoulders without even asking, meanwhile Switzerland purposefully tried to push him off a nearby cliff, which failed, unfortunately.
Back at his house, surrounded by the Alps, he was having a hard time thinking it all through. Lithuania was quite affectionate, that's true, he was usually the one to initiate physical contact in their relationship despite originally being hesitant about it. But those touches, even if they weren't inherently romantic, they made him green with envy.
Switzerland wanted to believe in his boyfriend, though past hardships were making his intrusive thoughts go wild. To try and chase them away, he found himself dealing with his three goats Eiger, Jungfrau and Mönch.
He digged up some of the ground and placed a tire before securing it in place, then did it a few more times with some more tires, trying to create something they could hop back and forth on. They usually roamed around the mountains, jumping around on rocks and whatever they could find, so in hopes of making them stick closer to his house, he wanted to recreate that favourite activity of theirs.
"There," Switzerland huffed, looking down at the small creatures. Though they were usually docile, they had quite the attitude. "and don't you dare complain. I know it's nothing big or great like what you usually play with, but it's good enough, you greedy bastards."
He watched them near the tires with curiousity written all over their body language, but when a hand landed on his right shoulder, he turned around, expecting Liechtenstein only to be met with someone else and he immediately smacked them. "You've crossed my borders! Who are you?! Tell me before I shoot you dead!"
Then, he felt a bit bad, realising who it was from the sound of their voice yelping in pain. "Lithuania?" The sight of the other country reminded him that he's the entire reason why the swiss has been going insane, so all of that sympathy quickly faded away and he crossed his arms, glaring down at him. "You should know better than to sneak up on me like that, especially at home! I could've put a bullet through your head."
Lithuania rubbed his face before standing up and apologising. "I-I'm sorry, but I did warn you that I'd come by through a letter sent yesterday!!"
Right. Switzerland had ripped that letter on sight once he saw who it came from.
"......I did not see it."
"But Liechtenstein said you got it...?" Damn it, his own little sister betrayed him!
Lithuania's face suddenly softened and Switzerland tried to avoid looking at the red spot he'd caused by hitting him. "She said you tore it in half. Are you angry at me?"
Was it that obvious? "No, I just wasn't in a good mood. What do you want?"
"You've been upset at me for a long while now, Switzerland. Almost about two months now. What's bothering you?"
Okay, maybe it was that obvious. "...What gave it away?" He tried to avoid answering that question just yet, his voice a low whisper.
"Well, for one," The lithuanian let out a sigh, rubbing the back of his neck. "you've been slamming doors into people's faces. I watched you do it to America at the last World C-"
"...Do you also have a problem with America?"
"No."
"What's with that face you just made when I mentioned his name?"
"Nothing. I'm as neutral as ever."
"America."
Switzerland couldn't stop his brows from furrowing and his gaze from narrowing, not to mention how tense he became.
"There!! You just did it again!" Lithuania exclaimed. "So, you're angry at me and America!"
"Fine, so what if I am?!" Switzerland could finally feel all of his rage boil over. "How could I not be when you're acting all touchy with him?"
"Touchy? Wait, do you mean-" Lithuania's eyes widened as he started to look very guilty. "Oh.. my God."
"Switzerland, it's not what you think it is." He started, trying his best to not set off his shorter other half. "Do you know what queerplatonic relationships are?"
"What relationships?" Switzerland blanked out, feeling lost.
"I'm in one with America. Basically, we're really close friends that do romantic things without actually meaning any romantic feelings. I formed it with him all the way back before the Great Depression and I never got to tell you since I got dragged back into the Soviet Union. I'm so sorry, I should've told you but there was so much going and there still is now, I barely even had any time to come here and see you, but after I rescheduled a meeting with my boss-"
While Lithuania continued to panic and try to explain everything the best he could, Switzerland felt a great weight leave his shoulders. So, they're just friends in the end...?
"Not to mention, America doesn't even feel any romantic or sexual attraction so I promise you there's nothing you have to worry about, we don't even do anything that couple like, it's just kisses on the cheeks or sitting close together-" Switzerland then cut him off. "You're friends? Just friends?"
Lithuania whimpered. "I promise... I wouldn't want to leave you for the world, Basch." He was being completely sincere, the lithuanian was never the one to scheme or do bad deeds, especially not go behind his lover's back. "You can ask me anything about it and I swear that I won't lie. Ask America too if you want to."
Switzerland shook his head. "No, that's all I needed." He then walked forward and quickly kissed him on the lips, initiating physical touch for the first time ever by his own volition. "I believe in you, rue."
"You- You just-" The other stuttered, stunned and beet red in the face.
"Shut up before I punch you in the dick!!" Switzerland yelled, blushing furiously. Did he seriously just do that?! God, he needs some rest before his head explodes from the whirlwind of emotions he's gone through recently.
Once he had calmed down enough, he turned back to look at his goats, seeing all three of them hop away after getting bored of the tires. "...Let's head inside, it's going to get dark soon."
"I, uh," Lithuania was still feeling flustered from Switzerland kissing him. "I actually wanted to come over to take you out on a date."
The blush returned almost immediately, but Switzerland didn't respond with a threat this time. "Sounds good, as long as it's nowhere crowded.. Let me just get ready, I won't take long."
Spending some quality time with his boyfriend felt right at the moment.
At the next World Conference, America paused, waiting for Switzerland to pass through first as he didn't quite want to kiss the door again. His eyebrows raised when the swiss didn't slam it behind him like the last few times, feeling a bit of relief. "Thank fuck, dude. The last thing I need is another bruise..."
But when he walked out, he was tripped, Switzerland's foot in the way. Yeah, he was still angry, but he wasn't going to take it out on Lithuania any more than he already did. It would go away eventually, but until then, he had America to bully.