Author's note: Alright, I really wasn't thinking that I would turn this into a chaptered fic. But I wrote another story similar in structure, I thought I would turn it into a seprate one shot but since it follows 'I fell in love' 's initial plot, I have decided to combine them and Rename it. 'Iubire Diary' (Iubire is Romanian for "Love")

So a new character makes a cameo, yes Serbia uwu

This is actually - well the whole story is dedicated to someone special uwu

Names:

Nikola Balakov - Bulgaria

Vladimir Lupei - Romania

Milivoj Kovac - Serbia

Disclaimer: Hetalia is not mine


Invisible


Invisible...

I don't really know what could be much worse? Being truly unseen by the people around you, but seen by the person who is the most important, or being seen by everyone but not to the person who is the most important? For me it has always been the latter. It is painful, and saddening and no could ever heal that pain in your heart.

There are some people I knew that were never seen. Almost invisible, Matthew Williams was one, sometimes even his friends forget him, even his own family. But when I look at him with his partner, his partner who never forgot him, never ignored him, and always saw him for him. I couldn't help but feel jealous of that. Fell jealous that he was visible to that one person who matters the most.

I wish I was like that, that Nikola would see me. Admittedly everyone could see me, my best friends Arthur and Lukas, my brother Andrei, and even my rival Elizabeta. And yet, the person who mattered the most, the person who I wanted to see me the most, could never truthfully see me. Sure we hang out, but he never noticed my efforts and sacrifice for him, he never noticed how many times he has hurt me by brushing me away. He never saw me, never looked at me, and never cared to see.

I was invisible to him, I was nothing. He has often done this to me, only ever talking to me when he has no one else, or worst because they got annoyed with his personality. Nikola was never the sociable type, and sometimes, he doesn't have the best of tempers. I was always patient with him though, always for him.

I mostly feel like, a second choice of some sort. Sure, our relationship was not quite the best at first. But even when we became closer, he was still either awkward or brushes me off completely. I was invisible to him, I was nothing of importance. I mean nothing to him. He never looks my way, never sees how much I love him, how much I want him to see me.

But I was invisible to him, he can never see me-


"That's quite a bit of writing you have there."

Vladimir almost jumped on his seat, whipping his head to the source. He looked at concerned blue eyes. He sighed as he shook his head as the brown haired man reached to pet his head. The taller of the two sighed as he retracted his hand from reaching out to the smaller. The Serbian shook his head as the Romanian refused his comforting touches.

"Is it about that-" he started to say but the Romanian cut him off.

"Nu!" he denied quickly, not even letting the Serbian finish his sentence.

The taller of the two sighed. This was something Milivoj has seen almost every day now for the past few years. His friend was hopelessly in love with his rival. The idiot Bulgarian couldn't see how the one person that could ever love him was his own self proclaimed best friend. He sighed, these two are just impossible. He sighed as he couldn't help but think this was the Bulgarian's fault, if only he saw how much the Romanian cared for him, how much he has hurt him. However it was also Vladimir's fault for holding his tongue.

"Maybe if you actually told him how you felt," Milivoj suggested gently, "he might actually see how important you are to him."

Vladimir shook his head slowly, "You know I can't." He said softly, staring at the journal on his lap.

"Vlad, you stuck by him even though he was a pain in the ass." The Serbian said with slight annoyance, "If that idiot can't see how important you are then he doesn't deserve you at all."

"He only sees me as a friend." The Romanian replied, his voice stuttering at the last word. "A sibling at most..."

Milivoj sighed tiredly, what was it was always like this for the two; Vladimir would try to hide the sadness he felt from the unrequited love, and the Bulgarian would continue to be blinded to see how much the Romanian cared for him. The Serbian was no longer able to find which one of these two he should feel sorry for; should he feel sorry for Vlad for falling in love with an idiot or should he feel sorry for Nikola who could not see how much Vladimir loved him-

"What are you doing here Kovac?" a new voiced said in an irate voice.

"Nikola!" Vladimir chirped cheerfully as he saw his Bulgarian friend approached.

But instead of greeting back, the Bulgarian merely concentrated on the presence of the Serbian in front of him, "What are you doing here Kovac?"

Milivoj frowned as he saw Vladimir's face crumble slightly; hurt that he was ignored and forgotten at the mere presence of another person. Milivoj shook his head, theses idiots are sad to watch. He sometimes wonders, if this was some skit for a sad pathetic drama, between an idiot who fell in love with another idiot.

He sighed as he stared behind the Bulgaria to look at Vlad's Ruby like eyes. He could already see the sadness of those vibrant eyes, but now, they were dulling due to sadness. Upon meeting concerned dark blue eyes, the Romanian shook his head and mouthed: 'I'm fine...'

And Milivoj knew, as long as Nikola was by Vladimir's side, it would be alright for the blonde. As long as they are friends, it was enough for the Romanian. And Milivoj was sick of this, but he has to keep quiet. No, he would be silent. This was not something he could fix; those two should do it themselves.

'one of these days, being together will no longer be enough.' Milivoj thought as he continued to ignore the glare of the Bulgarian, 'One of these days...You have to tell him.'

But until then, the Romanian would remain invisible to the Bulgarian's eyes. And until then, the Romanian would continue to hope that one day, he would be seen.


Author's note: Well I might post something again, but just in case I'm leaving it at 'Complete' uwu

Please excuse poor plotting, grammatical and Typographical errors

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