ONESHOT with 2 chapters
This would be my fav hetero pairing for Hetalia ^_^ PRUHUN YEAH!...sorry fan girl moment
The time Hungary cared for Prussia.
Gilbert Beilschmidt lay in his bed and felt as if he was going to die. His hair was wet from a mixture of shower water and sweat. His stomach, all the way up to his ribcage was bandaged tightly and an extremely worried Elizabeta sat by his side.
"You are an idiot," she felt his forehead then turned to face his smug smile. "You could've died!"
"Not my fault I wanted to keep practicing my sword fighting even after you sliced me," he laughed. "What was I supposed to do, let you kick my ass?"
He winced in pain as he laughed and Elizabeta rolled her eyes.
"Hold still," she said and started to unwrap the bandages, she grabbed a new sheet of them. "This is going to hurt."
She started to wrap his chest bandages again tighter than before in an attempt to soak up the blood. Gilbert cried out in pain and tears begun to form in the corners of his eyes. Elizabeta held out her hand for him to squeeze and he grabbed it tight.
Elizabeta tied off the bandages, dabbed Gilbert's forehead with a wet cloth and then placed the cloth back into the bowl of water. The look on Gilbert's face was almost pitiful. Elizabeta sighed.
"Why are you tending to me," Gilbert asked. "I thought we hated each other?"
"I never leave a fallen comrade," Elizabeta explained. "And I do not hate you."
"Good," Gilbert smiled. "I still don't know why you're fussing over me so much, I'm fine."
"The cut became infected immediately," she said. "You are starting to become ill from it, I just don't want to see you in pain."
"Ah you do care," Gilbert smiled. "You know, Austria doesn't realize how lucky he is to have you."
"Yes he does." Elizabeta blushed.
"No he does not," Gilbert smirked. "I wish I had someone to fuss over me all the time like he does…he's the luckiest guy I know."
"You should rest," Elizabeta cupped his hands. "Before you become any weaker."
"Alright." Gilbert turned his head to the side and closed his eyes.
Elizabeta turned to leave.
"Hey Hungary," Gilbert whispered. "Thanks…"
"You're welcome." she smiled and turned off the lights in his bedroom before leaving.
RNR for chapter 1
