This is just my way of archiving some collaborative pieces done by my friends and me. Feel not obligation to read, but please review if you do.
Prussia is in his early teens here (maybe physically 15) and Brandenburg is an OC who is in his late teens or early twenties (physically 19-22). Brandenburg's human name is Wilhelm Adler. He has blonde hair and blue eyes and wears glasses.
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-1618-
Brandenburg and Prussia had just got home from a meeting with their bosses. Their home. It was made official at the meeting that the two would be joined as one. Basically, married. Needless to say, Prussia wasn't very happy about this. It wasn't that he didn't like Brandenburg... but he didn't like Brandenburg. He reminded him too much of Austria, who he detested. And he always thought he was so smart. This marriage was definitely going to save his ss, though. He wouldn't have to worry about Poland breathing down his neck anymore. Now all he had to worry about was his whiny husband...
Currently, the two stood in the foyer awkwardly, neither saying anything.
"Well, I'm going to bed," he said, "Night." Gilbert hurried away from Brandenburg.
"This is my house," Brandenburg pointed out. "You do not have a clue where anything is. You'll most likely wander into a broom closet."
Prussia whirled around and glared at him.
"I'll find a couch to sleep on," he replied, stomping off.
Brandenburg shrugged and crossed his arms.
"I had the servants make up a bedroom for you, but suit yourself," he stated casually.
He started up the stairs to his own room.
The blonde was not happy about this marriage for many reasons. The main one, however, was that he believed his cousin to be an idiot.
Prussia stopped, thinking about that a moment.
"Fine," he said then followed Brandenburg, "Where is it?"
"Come along," Brandenburg said, not looking back at him.
Prussia sighed and followed after Brandenburg.
"I'm not a dog," he grumbled.
"Very true," Brandenburg responded coolly. "My dogs are much better listeners."
He led him to a door.
He stopped at the door, glaring up at Brandenburg.
"And you're a giant ass," he told him.
Gilbert folded his arms across his chest glaring off to the side.
"This marriage is totally unawesome..." he grumbled.
"Do not think for one moment that I am enjoying myself either," Brandenburg replied. "Now, if you are quite finished grumbling, I am going to retire for the evening. Gute Nacht."
He stated to walk off down the hall.
Gilbert pulled down his lower eyelid then stuck his tongue out at the other man. He then went into his room to change for bed and go to sleep.
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The next day Prussia and Brandenburg had talked with their bosses about the merger. Apparently they weren't very happy that they hadn't "sealed the deal", as it were, yet. The two protested claiming they didn't need to but of course their bosses knew better. So, the two went home, both annoyed at the situation.
"I'm not gonna," he muttered.
Brandenburg sighed and shook his head.
"I suppose I will have to take matters into my own hands then. You clearly have no sense of duty or honor," he stated. "But not now. I'm going to finish the book I was reading earlier."
He said all of that as if he wasn't casually suggesting that he was going to force Prussia into bed with him. He had no desire to bed the younger man, but he knew better than to think he had a choice.
The blonde left towards the library.
Prussia stood there a moment, quirking an eyebrow as he watched Brandenburg leave.
"Was?" he called, then glared stomping after him, "You can't just take me whenever you want, you ass!"
"Of course I can," Brandenburg dissented as he continued walking. "I'm older, stronger, and your husband. Not to mention that our boss is demanding it. Now, be a good boy and leave me alone while I read."
Gilbert growled lowly then moved towards him. He grabbed the front of his shirt and shoved him up against the wall.
"No," he spat, then grinned, "I'm the one around here who steals vital regions and I'll say when I can take yours. You can read your sissy book later."
He leaned up and smashed his lips to Brandenburg's in a deep kiss.
Brandenburg pushed Prussia roughly, revealing much more strength than the refined former-margravate usually showed. He flipped them so that the other was against the wall and grabbed the younger nation's wrists and held them above his head.
"Don't play at politics and marriage when you know about neither, little boy," he scolded.
He kissed Prussia roughly this timeā¦
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Afterwards, Prussia lied beside Brandenburg, trying to catch his breath.
"Little more gentle next time, ja?" he breathed, moving an arm over his eyes.
Brandenburg chuckled.
"I didn't realize I had married a porcelain figurine," he teased.
He rolled over and got his glasses before picking up his book and starting to read.
Prussia pulled his arm away from his eyes then sat up, glaring at Brandenburg.
"I'm not a fucking porcelain figurine!" he spat, "I felt like you were gonna fucking rip me in two with how you were going at it!"
He continued to glare at him, hoping to somehow form daggers out of thin air to stab the other nation with.
