3. Don't Go (Prussia)
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Prussia rushed down the stairs, stumbling in nothing but his bright red boxers. "[Name]!" he shouted in a panic into the hallway.
"Yeah?" you called.
To his utter relief, he found you still in the house, munching on some cereal and milk on the kitchen counter. You noticed him leaning against the doorway, shirtless, and choked.
"P-Prussia," you said, swallowing the cereal as best as you could. "What's the rush?"
He eyed your pulled back hair, the military cap on your head, the high-laced boots resting on the metal rungs of the stool. Angrily, and a little hurt, he pointed an accusing finger at you.
"You're going off to fight again, aren't you?" he accused.
You stared at the milk in your empty bowl. In guilty silence, you got up from the stool and brought the bowl over to the sink.
"[Name]…"
Finally, you turned around with a grin on your face. "Why so worried, Prussia? You look like you're about to have a heart attack," you teased.
Prussia didn't smile back like you predicted. Instead, he came close and pushed his face into your neck, tightly wrapping his arms around your waist. You put your arms around him and held him close without saying a word. His body was so warm.
"It's just standard procedure," you lied in his ear. "I'm not going to anything major."
You couldn't see the pained expression in his eyes when he said lightly, "Oh, really?"
"Yeah." You pulled away slightly, his chest still firmly glured to yours. Smiling lovingly at him, your fingers played with the locks of hair near his eyes. "I promise to be home by tomorrow night. Don't drink all the beer while I'm gone. You save some for me, ya hear?"
"…fine," he mumbled, reluctantly letting you go. Prussia and you walked slowly to the front door, neither of you wanting these few precious moments together to come to an end. Rest assured, though. He didn't let go of you until the end.
"I have to do this," you said gently, yet steadily. "You know how I have to protect you."
He groaned. "But that's supposed to be the man's job."
"With your country in ruins? I think not, Mr. Awesome."
He scoffed, but that was the extent of his argument right now.
"Come back soon, [Name]."
Lightly kissing him on the cheeks, you smiled reassuringly.
"I will."
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