Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.
Warning: BoyXBoy love. I you don't like it just leave and do not read.
You are the Only Exception
The ground was hard beneath his hand, but he ignored the sharp stabbing pain shooting up his arm. He also didn't want to concentrate on the gaping wound in his stomach either. None of those things mattered at the moment. All that mattered to him now was the inhuman scream coming from the other side of wall. He had to get to him, to his most important person.
Ivan awoke to his lover scooting closer to him and light shining in through the curtains.
Carefully he maneuvered around his energetic lovers grip as to not wake him.
He got up to get ready for the G8 meeting and make breakfast.
Half-awake he headed to the bathroom to shower to make himself more alert.
He showered, mind occupied with thoughts of the past month and his growing relationship.
How he got in this situation, when he was confessed to in an awkward although endearing way, dating, talking with his lover just to know each other better and finally staying over each other's place.
Ivan had thought that he would never find a significant other that would love him as much as he loved them due to his over-bearing past and reputation for violence.
That they would all be scared away by his creepy exterior and façade built to protect his heart from rejection.
Also, the false assumptions they had made over the years would build a barrier thought to vast to cross.
But his beautiful sunflower saw past all that and showed him unconditional love, which now still radiates strongly from his being.
Maybe, I should do something special for him today; it is a month since we first started dating.
So engrossed in his thoughts was he that he didn't notice the time passing by until the water turned ice cold.
He jolted back into reality and quickly shut off the now cold water and finished getting ready.
He debated what to make for breakfast a pensive look on his face, but not before he went and gave his lover a kiss on the forehead.
He almost was entranced and lost in the innocence and happiness that shone from the sleeping face.
Shaking his head he looked at the clock to see how much time was left until the meeting began at nine.
The clock flashed eight a.m. in big red, white, and blue numbers.
What? How could an hour have passed since he had woken up?
They were going to be late if they didn't hurry and leave soon.
So much for starting out the day special with breakfast in bed.
Suddenly, a song played and he recognized it as his partner's cell phone.
Ivan rushed to pick it up not wanting the obnoxious noise to wake his lover, but to wake him up himself.
He would rather ignore the need to rush.
Answering it, he was bombarded with yelling "You stupid twat, didn't anything about punctuality reach through that thick skull of yours into your brain and stick. You had better not have just gotten up or have you forgotten that you are the hosting the meeting today and need to check that everything is ready? If you are so much as a minute late, I will personally skin you and not be merciful."
"Good morning to you too, England. I do not appreciate having my eardrums broken, especially this early in the morning. You agree with me, Da? Ivan replied before giving Alfred a good morning kiss to wake him up and motioning to him to hurry up and get ready.
"Ru-Russia" England stuttered over the phone surprised.
"What are you doing with Alfred's phone? If you have hurt him in any way, I swear-"he said angered renewed before he was cut off.
"Iggy, Vanya hasn't hurt me. When will you realize that we are dating now and that he is actually very sweet?"
He had heard the screaming while leaving the bathroom and decided to intervene.
Alfred took the phone away from a blushing Ivan to get dressed and wrap up the conversation with England.
Ivan admired the view he received while his sunflower was dressing.
From his six-pack and toned body to his bright and full of life blue eyes to his soft, blonde hair.
Everyone who called Alfred fat truly didn't know him because from the looks of it you wouldn't be able to tell that he was constantly stuffing himself with hamburgers.
A sense of inferiority and worthlessness hit him.
He had nothing that could appeal anyone to him, he was big-boned, had a huge nose, and disfiguring scars hidden by layers of clothing.
Compared to Alfred, he was downright hideous and that why he would make sure to amaze Al and show how much he meant to him.
He went to get the car ready since his plans for breakfast were already ruined and that not much could be done until the lunch break.
He would not be deterred by the failure of how the morning started out.
The words that are bolded and italized are a small preview of what is to come. They were written (unrevised version) by my friend CityslickerMIA to get me writing and inspire a new idea. So I thank her for it.
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