Hetalia is owned by Hidekaz Himaruya, this fanfiction is owned by me. Enjoy.
Truth be told, Feliciano had always been afraid of hospitals, childish as the fear may be. Something about the huge, sterile labyrinthine buildings, filled with people who were sick and in pain and dying unnerved him completely.
So what made him want to come to one?
Feliciano made his way down a long corridor, stopping at a door on the left and opening it. A doctor with a high ginger ponytail greeted him as he came in.
"How is he?" Feliciano asked her.
"Mr Beilschmidt's condition is stable right now, but he took quite a lot of damage back there," she explained.
"Is he awake?" Feliciano asked.
The doctor shook her head. "Not right now. He needed immediate surgery when he got here, and the anaesthesia hasn't worn off yet."
The look in her eyes said it all. She'd had this conversation countless times before, whenever people's loved ones ended up in accidents or fights or fell horribly ill and needed to be brought to the hospital, she'd have to deal with their sobbing relatives and worried friends. There was no consoling them at all, so what could she do besides tell them the truth?
Feliciano thanked her for the update and waited for her to leave, before he walked over to Ludwig. His Ludwig, lying beneath a thin blanket, covered in wires and tubes. His Ludwig, in a silent room, save for the ominous beeping of the life support machine.
And in the midst of it all, was the alien serenity of Ludwig's sleeping face. He looked completely at peace, like some sort of broken sleeping beauty…
"Ludwig…" Feliciano whispered, dropping to his knees at Ludwig's bedside. And then he let himself come apart completely, burying his face in the sheets and letting the tears flow as he screamed his lover's name.
A little bit of angst because I'm back to college tomorrow X.x. Also, please vote on my poll, I really want to know whether or not I should publish that fic! See y'all later~
Kitty x