The time for sleep
Germany's P.O.V.
As I lay beside him, his eyes closed and white lashes fluttering as he dreamed, I curled closer towards him and twined my fingers in his. He held some peculiar beauty I hadn't really noticed before, or perhaps just been too stubborn to realize. With his shaggy white hair and pale features he seemed almost otherworldly, and I liked that. He was Angelic and kind, even if he didn't like to clean up after himself or was a bit pigheaded, it wasn't important. It was now that mattered.
I sighed contentedly my eyes fluttering shut as I half-smiled, half afraid he would be gone when I woke up like he was that cold February Morning, so I squeezed his hand to reassure myself that he WAS still there in bed with me, finally allowing myself to fall asleep next to my pale-faced angel.
A/N: Just a short little bit of fluff that I had to write down so the plot bunnies would be quiet, the surprisingly noisy little things. May or may not add onto this, depends on what the readers thinK, so for now it's just a one shot. hope you enjoyed!
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RuthlessRainbow