Who knew one small flower could mean so much? It was both a profession of love and a painful goodbye. A reminder that you may never see Roderich Edelstein again. You stood there blinking back tears, staring down at the small flower.
"Please don't cry, liebling." Roderich whispered as he pulled you into a tight embrace. "It is only for a little while."
Europe was on the brink of war. The Germans were quickly beginning to mobilize their troops, forcing all young men to enlist in the army. Sadly, this included men like Roderich who were in German occupied Austria.
"I promise I vill come home safely."
"You don't know that. Please, just come with me to Switzerland. I know you don't like Vash, but anything is better than fighting. I-I can't lose you."
"I would like nothing more than to go vith you, but I have a duty to my country. Although I do not agree with this war, I cannot abandon my homeland." He stated firmly.
"Just be careful." You whispered, pulling him into another e
Child!PrussiaXReader Pt.1I screamed.
Falling out of bed, taking some blankets with me, I stood right back up. Lying on my bed was not my boyfriend, Gilbert, but a child. A CHILD. His short white hair was a giant mess and his red eyes appeared tired although my scream should've made him wide awake. The boy was dressed in my boyfriend's boxers that said "I am Awesome" in bold print all over it. My hands gripped the blankets as I wished that he wouldn't be stupid and get up because those boxers would slide right down his thin legs. Fritz! What if he did?! Immediately I became worried as we remained in awkward silence for what seemed like years. Maybe he'll grow during this time and fit those boxers
"Frau, I know it's French Toast Saturday but we don't need to squeal about it." Pouting, the boy pulled up the thin bed sheet and tried going back to sleep. "Just give me a few awesome minutes before I squeal too "
"YOU PERVERTED CHILD! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH GILBERT?!"
He sighed, "Someone's gotten
APH: Noon reunionThe wall had fallen, families who had been thorn apart for many years reunited, people were celebrating, drinking and filled with joy.
The blonde man slowly strolled down the jolly streets, trying hard to put up a smile and enjoy the new freedom as well. Though, he several times turned down offers to join his men in their drinking, and not even when darkness fell and dyed the sky dark, dark blue he returned home. Somehow the lonely tranquility of his house seemed worse than being out, wandering around in the city while watching cheerful faces and listen to the sound of laughter which filled the chilling night air. He only wished he could join them in their happiness, but a part of him was still missing, something, or rather, someone, he could not start his own celebration without.
When dawn came, and the German still hadn't found who he searched for, although he had been walking around in Berlin the whole night, he figured that it could be a good idea to return
Mein Leben, Mein Bruder ch. 2It had been a few days, that they had spent together. Prussia had changed the bandages that covered Germany's torso, each and every day. The routine for them hardly changed, mostly they talked, occasionally Prussia would tell him stories about his own life and funny things that had happened to him on a daily basis.
He had introduced him to Gilbird, not that he really had a choice. A bird sitting on your head a majority of the time was kind of eye catching, especially to the amused child. Gilbird took very kindly to Germany, perching on his shoulder and gently nuzzling into his neck and giving an obnoxious 'Chirp~!' in approval.
Today, though, was different. Prussia had decided to help him with things like walking comfortably on his own. He had been helping him get around all week, lifting him up or letting him lean into him for support. Prussia stepped into the room after Ludwig had finished eating the breakfast his caregiver had made, and opened his arms up dramatically. "