Living with your ex's friend.
I don't own Hetalia!
I'm cold!
This is a story of Prussia and how his has been left out from the world even his ex-boyfriend Canada doesn't anything to do with him. So the only person that let him live with them is his ex-boyfriend best friend Iceland.
*Knock knock!*
Prussia knocked on the door and stepped back once he saw Iceland with pale skin and bright red cheeks. He thought something wrong with him "hey! Are you ok?" The Prussian began to worry.
Iceland nodded "I…I am just a little cold…" Iceland sounded weak, nothing like he was when Prussia and Canada last saw him, Iceland stepped forward and then lost his balance.
Prussia catches him in his arms before he hit the ground. "Hey!" Prussia put his forehead onto Iceland's and pulled away as so as they made skin to skin contacted. Cold my ass…he's burning up Prussia thought.
Prussia dragged Iceland to the sofa inside then laid Iceland down on it. He ran to the kitchen running the cold water and puts a kitchen towel under it. After that he runs back to Iceland, so can put the damp towel on his head to cool him down.
Moments later, Iceland woke up feeling livelier than he did in the morning. He smelt something good coming from his kitchen, so he followed the smell gazed at the Prussian man cooking in his home.
Iceland's phone rang and pulled it to answer it. "It's a call from Canada!" Iceland smiled and pressed answer "Hello?" He said with his normal, stubborn, voice.
"Hi, Iceland! It's been a while, hasn't it?!" Canada is very quiet and cheery as always.
"Yes it has!"
"Oh Canada! As you're here, I think you should know that Pru-" before he can finish Prussia grabbed Iceland's phone and hangs up on Canada. "What do you think you are doing?!" Iceland yells at Prussia.
Prussia had about enough of him and pulled his arm, which made them closer "if you tell him I'm living with you he'll get the wrong idea and he'll hate you!" Prussia let go of Iceland's arm then went back to the kitchen. "Come! The awesome Prussia made some of his awesome soup!" He bragged.
Iceland sat at the dining table while Prussia poured out the soup. "I-I am not very hungry." Iceland mumbled to the Prussian man. Prussia placed the soup in front of Iceland. "I am not hungry." Iceland repeated.
Prussia put his face closer to Iceland's and started caressing his silver hair. "Well if you don't want to eat I guess I'll give you the next best thing!" stroking the other man's face to his chin and turned his head so that they'll see into each other's eyes.
Iceland gulped when he saw that Prussia face came closer to his. "Stop it!" Iceland cried and pushed Prussia away from him and ran upstairs.
"Think I got a replacement for Canada." He giggled.