A/N: So I have a feeling that this is gonna look a lot better on Word than it will on the site, format wise. So be patient with this, I may revise it a few times to get a feel for how I want it to look online. This is set to the song, Over and Over by Three Days Grace. I don't know how well I like this idea, I typically don't write song fics, and I keep going between liking the song with the pairing and not. But anyway, please enjoy and leave a review to let me know how I did. :]
A/N2: Okay, so I usually write the first note before I write the fic, but this time I'm adding this second author's note after reading it over after finishing it. / I'm blushing super bad because this turned out way more risqué than I planned it to. I swear, it did it by itself! It's not graphic, I'm probably just being a baby, but anyway, just letting you know this isn't my usual style. Hopefully it doesn't completely fail.
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I feel it every day, it's all the same.
It brings me down, but I'm the one to blame.
Greece hated it. Hated the way he needed the other man. He gave in to another long kiss with Turkey. He couldn't deny the effect the older nation had on him.
I've tried everything to get away.
So here I go again,
Chasing you down again,
Why do I do this?
He didn't know why he stayed. He hated Turkey. Hated him with every beat of his heart. But even with that, he was still at the other man's place, in his arms, kissing him passionately. He wouldn't let it get past anything but kissing, he told himself. Nothing past kissing.
It feels like every day stays the same,
It's dragging me down and I can't pull away.
It was an indulgence. Nothing more. It definitely wasn't love. He felt the word sink into his skin, as Turkey pulled him closer. Love. He tried to get his mind away from the dirty word. No. He wouldn't admit he was in love. He hated Turkey.
So here I am again,
Chasing you down again,
Why do I do this?
Love, hate, love, hate. The words circled his head as Turkey pulled him down on so that the two were laying on the bed. Greece knew he should stop it, but he couldn't bring himself to break the kiss. He wouldn't let it get past this. He wouldn't.
So many thoughts that I can't get out of my head,
I try to live without you, every time I do I feel dead.
As Turkey's hands trailed up under his shirt Greece tried his hardest to convince himself that he needed to stop this. But…but this was the most alive he had felt in a very long time. He missed Turkey. He hated that they had become so antagonistic towards each other and he knew that this closeness wouldn't last, so he wanted to soak up as much time with Turkey as possible.
I know what's best for me,
But I want you instead,
I'll keep wasting all my time.
He broke the kiss and looked up to the other man. Carefully and purposefully, he took the mask from Turkey's eyes and tossed it aside. He looked deeply into the other man's eyes before closing his own and pressing his lips once again to Turkey's. He gave himself up to whatever might happen and lost himself in the strong kiss of the other man
Over and over, over and over,
I fall for you.
Over and over, over and over,
I try not to.
Over and over, over and over,
You make me fall for you.
Over and over, over and over
You don't even try to.
-K.H. Wright