What am I doing here?
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia
Prussia lay in bed with a sleeping Canada in his arms and wondered how in the world had that happened. He did not mean it in the sense of how he got into bed, but more in the cosmic sense of things of how he ended up in this situation with Canada in the first place. Not that he minded because Canada was pretty awesome.
It had all started a while ago. Canada had always been invisible (or taken for America), well almost invisible, noticed by some people like himself. Germany always ended up taking him to the world conferences and he always ended up lurking outside waiting for them to end. If he was asked, he would say he was waiting for his brother, but really it was Canada, just to see that surprised, someone-noticed-me smile that he always got.
Then he was invited to breakfast, then he invited himself over for breakfast, because honestly Canada made the best, most awesome amazing pancakes which, covered in maple syrup, were to die for. Then he ended up staying the rest of the day after breakfast. Then staying the night so often that the guest room became his room. Then he had 'accidentally' kissed him and gotten kissed back and ended up moving into Canada's bed (room), and that was how he had ended up here with Canada.
His musings were interrupted by Canada, who had woken up.
"Prussia, what're you doing up?"
"Just thinking about how we got together"
"are they good memories?"
"Very good"
"that's great, now go to sleep" With that, Canada curled closer to Prussia and went back to sleep. Prussia smiled at that and, following Canada's orders, went to sleep as well.