AN: Okay, I'm sorry. This is really not that good, but I decided to publish it under cohesion of a friend. So here it is. *bows slightly* Even though I never expressly said it, I wrote this to be an Estonia/Prussia, so the "he" is, I suppose, Prussia.
Special thanks to my awesome beta, Devin. Love you, Dev.
Every time he touches me, he breaks me down, though it's not distructive. He breaks me down, makes my resolve melt away, and forms all of it into something new, something better than it started. He calls me a cynic when I compare our relationship to a chemical reaction, but I know I'm right. A chemical reaction breaks bonds, and forms new ones in places there previously weren't. A chemical reaction forms new and intricate things out of basic emelents. Are relationships really so different, then? If life can be formed from basic elemental stew and chemical reactions, I think not. He laughes at me when I share my theories, laughs and kisses me. "Eduard," he says, "You think too much sometimes."
But I know he's happy, none the less.
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