K. Just a collection of short one-shots varying in length that I wrote whilst holidaying in France. ^^ Enjoy.

Random one-shot #11 ~ TurkGypt (Turkey x Egypt) [ONESIDED]

"DAMN THAT STUPID GRECIAN!" Gupta Muhammad Hassan looked up from his paperwork, to see his friend Sadiq Annan storm into his apartment.

"You had another fight, didn't you?" The Egyptian asked as the Turk raided his fridge for a rare beer can.

"Bingo. Ugh, where the f*** is all the alcohol Gupta?!" Sadiq complained. "I need to drown my woes in a sea of beer and other liquors!" Gupta half-smiled at the Turk, tapping the side of his nose. "Aw, c'mon help me out! I just got kicked out of the flat I pay for by my good-for-nothing partner! The least you could do is give my a drinkkkk."

"You make up just as fast as you break up. I honestly don't know why you take him back so easily. You deserve much better than Heracles, Sadiq: and you know it."

"Damn it Hassan. Why do you always have to point out the obvious." The Arabian had started searching Gupta's cupboards now. "You should be comforting me, by telling me where the f*** you're hiding the alcohol!"

"I am trying to comfort you, in my own way. I won't tell you where the alcohol is, because there is none. So please stop searching my home. And get over him already, he's only going to keep hurting you if you always let your emotions win over logic." Sadiq finally stopped investigating the whereabouts of the non-existent liquor, and sat down next to the African.

"I know... But every time I try to leave, I remember how much I love him. We try so hard to make our relationship work, but it always ends up like the ruins of Ancient Greece. Broken."

Gupta wrapped an arm around Sadiq, even if he couldn't have the Turk, he wanted him to be happy. But was the Arabian really happy with Heracles...? If they truly loved each other, they could make it work, right?
"I'm sure you'll figure something out, you're Sadiq Annan, whenever you put your mind to it, you can accomplish anything."

"Yeah! You're right Gupta! I'm a descendant of the Ottoman Empire! I'll be able to make this relationship work even if it kills me!" The Turkish male, determined, stood up and headed towards the door. "Gupta Muhammad Hassan, I freaken love your brain!"

Well, that was as close as Gupta would get to Sadiq loving him. But the Egyptian didn't mind, as long as Sadiq was happy, he was happy too.