I whipped this up at like, 4 am and ended at 5 am while I was on the Dollars chat. Don't ask what I was thinking, not even I know . Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy the fic Hetalia Axis Powers does not belong to me, it belongs to Himaruya Hidekaz The Song "Blackbird" Does not belong to me, it belongs to the Beatles. I do not own the Beatles either Neither Germany nor England belong to me either. They are merely tracks of land. TT~TT [Stop reminding me how I don't have anything cool]
Germany's eyes stared at the ceiling above him. The room was dark, save for the faint light coming from the porch lights outside through the curtained window. The room was quiet except for the sound of his dogs, and lover, England, sleeping. The bed was nice and warm, and the requirements for a goodnight's sleep couldn't be more fulfilled. However so, he just couldn't. He had tried to bore himself to sleep tons of times, but it didn't work.
Germany sighed in defeat. He had given up on trying to sleep, no matter how tempting being able to was. So here he is now. Staring in to the ceiling in the dead of night, jealous of England and his dogs who could sleep.
He looked at England. The shorter blonde was sleeping soundly. Germany smiled. He caressed the other's cheek softly and got a small smile in return. Germany's smile grew wider. He then proceeded to move his hand to England's hair and run his fingers through his lover's golden locks.
The gesture woke the Brit. His eyes fluttered open only to find Germany smiling at him.
"Hello." Germany said softly, still smiling at England.
England took a moment to register in his mind, what time it maybe and where he was before giving Germany a soft smile and a quiet "Hi."
"What's wrong?" England asked. "Can't sleep?"
"Unfortunately." Germany replied; His eyes, still looking deep into the emerald ones in front of him.
England laced his fingers around the taller blonde's. "Do you want me to sing to you?" he asked.
"I'd like it," Germany replied "But you don't have to"
"Okay then." England said. He paused to think for a moment before taking a deep breath and singing
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Black bird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
all your life
you were only waiting for this moment to be free
Soon, the room was filled with the sound of England's sweet voice singing the Beatles classic.
Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Germany felt his eyelids get heavy.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
And heavier…
You were only waiting for this moment to arise,
And heavier…
You were only waiting for this moment to arise,
Until finally, he fell asleep.
You were only waiting for this moment to arise….
England finished the song. He smiled softly at the sleeping man in front of him.
Germany pulled the shorter nation closer to him in his sleep, much to said nation's surprise.
England was enveloped in the other's warmth. Somehow, Germany had managed to hold England with the shorter's head against his chest without waking up. England rested his head against the other's chest. This time, it was Germany's turn to sing him a lullaby, but his song is merely the sound of his heart beat.