Male!BelarusxReader: Necessities OmakeNikolai woke to find his cheek pressed against white sheets that smelled of citrus, realizing with a start that he must have fallen asleep while watching over his girlfriend in the hospital. Feeling a little disoriented and groggy, he blinked a few times before raising his head to look around, squinting against the sunlight streaming in between the curtains. Outside, the bustle of people and traffic drifted in from the half-open window, and in the background, the machine that was hooked up to his girlfriend beeped every few minutes, rhythmic in a comforting way. He stifled a yawn, stretching his arms over his head, and then turned his attention back to her, reaching forward to mesh his fingers between hers.More Like This
"How are you?" he asked, quietly, gazing worriedly at her bruised face. Her eyes were closed—she hadn't woken yet since the surgery—and her lips were still blue. But he thought her complexion looked a little pinker today, and the observation relieved him just the tiniest bit. "Are y
PrussiaXItaly- Don't Fear The ReaperPrussia was laying in his bed. He knew he didn't have much longer as a country. He was going to disappear soon, but he wasn't afraid. He knew it was coming anyway. No, the only thing he feared was hurting Germany, and worst of all, Italy. Italy had lost two people already and now he was about to lose Prussia. He sighed sadly, looking at the window.More Like This
He turned his head when he heard his bedroom door open. He smiled when he saw Germany standing there.
"West, come over here," he said and Germany walked over to him. He pulled a chair over and sat down.
"You know I don't have much longer, right?"
"Ja. Italy doesn't know, does he?"
"Nein. I haven't told him yet," Prussia said, staring at the ceiling, "He just thinks I'm sick and that I'll get better soon."
"You need to tell him."
"I know. May I ask you something?" Prussia asked as he looked at him. Germany nodded.
"Will you look after Italy for me after I'm gone? I don't want him to do something he'll regret."
"Ja... I will."
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"You stupid ragazza-don't cry." An Italian voice said into your ear, the noise resounding through your head. You knew exactly who it was. It was the boy who you had liked ever since you first met him. He was like Arthur, but grumpier... and had a sense of taste (A/N: /shot/). You never thought that Lovino Vargas would be hugging you.
You made yourself stop crying, but your eyes were still red and puffyyou're your shoulders were trembling. Turning your head to the side, you saw an obvious blush. He had stuck his head right next to yours- in between your neck and shoulder- his face burning up with embarrassment. He noticed that you were staring at him and he let go of you, now blushing an almost impossible shade of red.
"W-why did you let go?" you said in a quiet voice. Even more quietly, "I-I didn't mind your hug..." you bushed and looked away.
"J-just stop crying... It ruins your pretty face." You looked up at him again to see him now blushing what you thought was a definitely an impos