Prussia's True Love
Summary: Prussia confesses his love to the one and only person who has stuck by him through thick and thin.
Warnings: crack… more crack, Hasselhoff reference and some making out :D, enjoy!
Prussia is nervous, he knows that he will confess his love. He has to after all these years. All those years spent alone while each of them knew that they liked the other but neither of them could ever find the words to say it out loud. He thinks the other is beautiful in every single way. The way their hair is… their soft skin as pale as his own porcelain colored skin… every time he would see the other he would always stop and stare into their eyes for a while. Maybe he'll even compliment them one in a while on their beauty and smile at the blush that will always come on their face. The other still loves him even though Prussia has lost his status as a nation because isn't that unconditional love?
His heart is pounding as he walks down the old hallways of his house and into a room. This will be the day… the day he admits to his true feelings. Prussia knows exactly which room he can find them in and opens up the creaky door and pokes his head through. Both of them smile when they see each other. A dozen roses are behind Prussia's back and he hands them out to the other but they were unresponsive so Prussia sets them down next to the table where the other is by.
Prussia's heart beats against his well toned chest as he decides to break the ice by saying;
"Well… you're looking beautiful today."
Prussia finally grows a pair to tell them to their face, his feelings;
"Over the years, you have been the only one that has been truly there. You see me as more than just some murderous monster… you see me as the awesome guy I really am. I know that when I have a bad day, you'll always be there. I'm not sure when I started to feel this way but I was captivated by you the moment I laid my eyes on you when I was little. Whenever I would go away for a war, I could always count on you to be safe when I got back and believe me I looked forward to that. Don't you try to deny it either because I know… I can feel it every time we hold even the briefest eye contact. Mein gott (my god) you're so beautiful. You're more important to me than David Hasselhoff. I…Ich liebe dich (I love you), I love you as much as I love myself."
The other's eyebrows are furrowed in thought but they have no time to respond seeing as how Prussia crushes his warm lips against the cold, smooth ones of the other. He presses his hand against the other nations feeling their smooth palms.
Then, Germany walks in and asks with a roaring tone;
"PRUSSIA! WHY IN GOD'S NAME ARE YOU MAKING OUT WITH A MIRROR?"
A/N: Well that was just a nice little one-shot fic for all my readers. XD Oh Prussia you just love yourself. I will be cosplaying fem!Prussia so maybe I will post some links on my page when it comes in X3.
Prussia x Prussia for the win!
With Love, Megan