A little Prussia Russia Drable

He opened his eyes hoping to be somewhere else but after turning around in the bed, feeling a terrible pain in his body, and after seeing the sleeping figure of the Russian beside him he knew that the other night wasn't just one big nightmare, it was real. He sat straight in the bed, trying to ignore the pain, and started to think why he was there, and then he suddenly remembered: The war. Well not the war itself but the result, they lost and he ended up going home with the Russian, only to be sure his brother would be all right. He sighed and got up and, walking in a funny way, he went to the bathroom.
In the meantime, the Russian woke up and watched fascinated all his moves, the Prussian still had this kind of fire and strength in his eyes even after all the things that had happened.

"You're strong Prussia" – He said in a loud voice – "It intrigues me how long would it take for me to break you" – He laughed and turned around in the bed –

"Son of a bitch" – He took a sit beside the door in the bathroom – "I'm the awesome kingdom of Prussia, I will not be broken" –

After a few minutes Prussia went out of the bathroom hoping that the Russian was asleep again, sadly he wasn't. Ivan was sitting in the bed trying to light up a cigarette as he stared at the bathroom with a smile.

"It hurts?" – He asked like he was singing –

"…" – Gilbert put his hand in his neck and touched the mark that Ivan left there – "Nor  even a bit" – he replied with a grumpy voice –

"You looked really cute when I did it, your chest was moving up and down really fast, like if you were full of fear" –

"…" –The Prussian only bit his lip and tried to look away –

"Oh, I touch a sensitive spot, da? You're not as strong as you thought or at least not as strong as you used to be" – he let out a laugh and stood up of the bed – "You're not the all mighty and strong Prussia, not anymore" – he took the albino by the waist and put him on the bed.

As the time passed by Prussia used to spend the days wandering around Russia's place. It was big and cold and there was nothing awesome enough for the albino in there. More over, it was a bit too creepy for him: Long creepy corridors, with a hell lot of creepy bedrooms full of creepy stuff, you know creepy.

"This fucking place is specially designed to drive people crazy" – he sighed – "But that won't work with the awesome me, if I survived the first month I think I can handle the rest" – without even noticing it he started to walked directly to the big wall that was built specially to separate him from his brother – "West I'm sure you're trying, but try a little harder" – he put his hand in the wall and smiled – "Can you hear me?" – No response – "Are you ok little brother??" – Without him even noticing it the tears started to run through his face, Gilbert smiled – "This is ridiculous, me the awesome Prussia crying? I can fucking believe it" - he started to laughed along with the tears – "I miss you West…" –

Suddenly he felt a pair of strong arms around him; they covered his eyes and took him by the waist.

"Soon you will only be able to think about me, dear Gilbert"- The Russian smiled as he took the other male in his arms and down to de floor-