"We always knew we might end up like that. Torn apart by duty…on opposite ends of a battlefield…" He was Australia, first and foremost, and Mathias was Denmark, first and foremost. Their nations would always, always come first. He had always known that. They had always known that. He simply hadn't anticipated how much it could hurt. [DenmarkAustralia, drabbleish, angst]
Rated: T - English - Angst/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 11 - Words: 14,246 - Reviews: 9 - Favs: 13 - Follows: 7 - Updated: 7/30/2012 - Published: 7/1/2012 - Denmark, Australia - Complete