Germany returned Home. Finally, he saw the little lamp standing in front of his and Ethan's houses door. The car's engine ran down and the blond stepped out of the vehicle and nearly flew to the door. He could see light shining in the living room, so he guessed Ethan was still awake. His boyfriend with the mixture of brown and blond hair and the green eyes was the best things ever happened to him. Ethan knew his little fetish of sadism and allowed him to do things with his body some nights which were indescribable. And now, the 19 years old boy sat on the couch and watched the fire burning in the fireplace.
"Hey Schatz.1" Germany said and wanted to kiss his neck, but Ethan pushed him away and stud up.
"Ich bin nicht mehr dein Schatz!2" he said angrily and crossed his arms. Germany was surprised and asked himself what was going on.
"Is something wrong with you?"
"Something wrong? SOMETHING WRONG?" The green eyes got filled with tears. "You motherfucking asshole are making up with that bastard Italy! Why are you cheating on me? Am I not enough for you?"
"What are you talking of? I'm not cheating on you!"
The first tear ran down Ethan's cheek and he started to laugh weirdly. He turned around and picked up a piece of paper from the little table between couch and TV.
"And what's that?"
Germany took the piece, a photograph, and looked at it. Now he could understand what made his boyfriend so angry. The pic was taken at a party two or three years in the past, before he got to know Ethan. He had been a little bit drunk, and so he agreed in playing 'truth or dare'. And he had to kiss Italy with tongue what was shown on this photo Germany was now holding in his hands.
"Sweetheart, I can explain that, please listen!"
"There is no explanation for that!" Ethan was crying and screaming. "You promised to be honest with me, but you're not better than my ex!"
His ex. Ethan had never spoken much about him, Germany only knew that he cheated on him for one year and left him at the end for his lover. They once met the couple at a park and Ethan begged him to leave, he simply couldn't stand viewing this asshole. And because Germany couldn't stand his cutie suffering, the middle European Nation agreed on that. And now this cutie stood in front of him and blamed him.
"I'm sleeping in the guestroom tonight." Germany tried to hold him back.
"Honey…!"
"… and don't even think about visiting me." With these words, he left upstairs.
Ethan lied in the cold sheets and cried. And he also hated himself right now for being jealous as fuck. He has sworn not to be like this, not to be a stereotyped boyfriend shouting at Germany every time he comes home late. But when he saw the pictures in the mailbox, he freaked out.
The door opened and Germany lied down next to him.
"It before we met, at a party. We played truth or dare and I had to kiss him. I don't love him or something, I only love you! We can go to Prussia or France or whoever was at this party, they will all tell you that it was like this. I have no ideas who send these photos to you, but it surely was only a bad joke."
Ethan had stopped crying and cuddled the blond now.
"I'm so sorry, I just… I'm sorry."
Germany kissed Ethan's forehead and whispered: "There is nothing to be sorry about; I would have killed Italy if I had found pics like this showing him kissing you. So you're sleeping with me in a bed tonight?"
Ethan smiled at him erotically and licked his lips before he spoke.
"More than that!"
He kissed his boyfriend and started opening his shirt. Germany kissed back and pulled him up to bring him to their bedroom, where they lied down and went on doing what couples do after having a fight.
Having good old noisy sex.
1 It actually means "treasure"but in this context it means "sweetie" or "cutie"
2 I'm not your sweetie anymore!