Chapter three out and about :D See, told you it would take as long as last time ^^; I'm trying to work through some major writer's block, eheh. Enjoy.
Germany woke in the morning to find himself with his arms around Canada, both in a spooning position. He blushed, withdrawing and doing his best to not wake the other man. He sighed in relief, glad the awkward moment had passed without Canada's notice. Canada snuggled under the blanket more, mumbling softly to himself. Germany could catch two words: 'pancakes' and 'syrup'. Huh. He shrugged and left the room to change out of his rumpled clothing and gather some medical supplies to tend to Canada when he woke.
He entered the room with the supplies and frowned slightly at the still asleep Canadian. How much sleep did that nation need? He never chalked such a frightening nation up to be so….lazy.
Canada stirred, yawning softly and slowly blinking awake. He wiped away a little drool from the corner of his mouth and blinked sleepily at the things in Germany's arms. Medical supplies….ugh.
Germany nodded at him. "Guten Morgen, Canada." He said, setting aside the supplies.
"Good morning, Germany." Canada yawned again, stretching slightly, almost lazily. "Those for me?" He eyed the supplies as Germany nodded.
"Ja. Lift your shirt." He ordered the smaller man, gathering a cloth and alcohol to clean the wound.
Canada sighed softly and did as ordered after sitting up. He hadn't realized before that Germany had tended to the gunshot wound before now. Germany unwrapped the bandage from Canada's midsection and placed it aside to be taken care of later. "This vill sting." He warned before dabbing gently at the wound. Canada flinched, biting his lip. Ow. Both men stayed silent as Germany worked, cleaning the wound and then rewrapping it carefully.
"...thank you, Germany."
"Ja." Germany started cleaning up around the man. "It is healing nicely." He commented. "Should finish healing in the next few days."
"Really?" Canada looked at him, cocking his head slightly to the right.
"Ja. Then you'll be free to go." He bustled out of the room with the unused medical supplies.
"Oh…..right…." Canada mumbled, fidgeting with the blanket. He wasn't sure that he wanted to leave anymore….Germany hadn't forgotten him for the entirety of his stay. Hell, he knew who he was when he had passed out at Germany's feet! It was….nice….to not be forgotten, even if it was his enemy….He shook his head to clear it of any thoughts. Don't go there, he warned himself harshly. Don't even go there.
Germany came back into the room and saw Canada grimace. "Everything alright?" He asked, slightly (ok more than slightly) concerned.
Canada jumped and stared at him wide eyed a second. "Y-yes. I-I'm just...tired." He quickly lay down with his back to the German, pulling the blanket over his head. Stupid, stupid, stupid!
"If….you say so…" Germany stared at his back a moment longer before setting a tray on the bedside table. "Eat vhen you are hungry." He told him and left the room again in order to get something for himself and collect more of the reports sent to him.
"I'm such an idiot….." Canada groaned into the pillow. "Don't get attached. Don't do it you stupid idiot." He buried his face into the pillow more. "He's just taking care of you, so don't get attached." Canada sniffled softly. "Don't get attached…."
Germany came back a couple hours later to find the Canadian asleep and tightly curled around the pillow, the food untouched. It looked like he had been crying. Germany shifted awkwardly, honestly glad that he hadn't had to comfort him. He….wasn't so good at things like that….He moved forward and brushed some hair from Canada's face, jerking his hand back when he nuzzled into it. That was….awkward. Everything about this whole encounter was awkward. Right. Anyway. Back to work. He settled in his usual chair and started scanning the reports, relaxing in the silence. Good. Normalcy. He liked normalcy.
Poor little Canada and his internal conflict :P See you next chapter!