Challenges of Living Together

Happiness

The exact opposite of how I feel. But this one has been sitting, waiting to be written for a few months…

Disclaimer: So much to do, grawr.

Characters: Canada, Prussia

Challenges of Living Together

Happiness

There were many things that made him happy. When he would wake up in the morning and realise it was the weekend on crisp fall mornings, where the sheets were cool, but there would be a cocoon of warmth, Prussia's body offering a greater source of heat, he would snuggle up close to his lover's body, content to just lazy about in bed while they both continued sleeping, entangled together in that strange, but comfortable way.

When he would wake up in the morning and he would find Gilbert silently observing him or when the older man would make him a special breakfast, extra little attentions like a comforting hug or a warm smile; they made him happy.

A stroll about the neighbourhood, hand in hand, silently communicating, stopping for ice cream on hot summer nights or going to their favourite coffee shop for a hot cup of cocoa on breezy winter nights, watching movies tucked under the blankets on the couch, Gilbert holding him loosely around the waist, letting him know he was there.

The first sign of spring when the days would grow longer and it was time to head out to the Sugar Shack; a place Prussia had dubbed "the most awesome place on Earth", seeing him eat away at the sweet maple on a stick with such joy and enthusiasm; it made him smile.

Sharing jokes only they knew the meaning of and intimate moments that always left him feeling content and at peace.

Knowing that on days where he worked late, Gilbert would take the bus to where he worked just so he could drive him home and not risk Matthew falling asleep at the wheel. Coming home to a home cooked meal.

Waking up on certain days when Prussia had to go and take care of things at his brother's and finding flowers in a vase with a small note attached that always said "see you in five days" and never "hope to see you soon" because they both knew they would see each other again.

Spontaneous little things like unplanned trips up to the country house or a dinner date at their favourite local restaurant.

Seeing Gilbert so attentive and caring to him when he didn't think he was noticed; serene smile on his face.

Being remembered not for being a nation, not for having a lot of land, but for who he was on the inside.

These were the things that made Matthew happy; what composed his happiness.

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TO BE CONTINUED

It's been a while.

72 bottles of beer on the wall,

72 bottles of beer…

You take one down, pass it around,

71 bottles left on the wall

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Started writing: September 22nd 2010, 4:40pm
Finished writing: September 22
nd 2010, 4:59pm
Started typing: December 13
th 2010, 9:01pm
Finished typing: December 13
th 2010, 9:18pm