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Scotmano: Kiss Away the Pain
Romano was in the bathroom, his sleeve rolled up and his pocketknife in hand. He looked for an empty patch of skin before bringing the knife down.
He knew that their break was over, that everyone was supposed to be in the meeting room now. He also knew that no one would go looking for him, not with Italy already there. In fact, they would all probably be glad that he wasn't there anymore.
Another cut. Another bead of blood going down his arm.
He knew that it was risky doing this with a world meeting in the same building, but he didn't care. He needed to take away the pain. To let the numbness wash over him.
After making about five cuts he decided that it was enough, and he wiped the knife clean. He watched the blood for a moment before walking out of the stall and towards the sink, intending to wash the blood away.
But while the water was running the door opened, and Romano froze, looking over to the nation that had entered with wide eyes.
Scotland.
The two stared at each other for a while, and Romano wanted to yell, to chase the Scotsman away, but words failed him. Instead, he waited for the demands, waited for the disgust, waited for the Scotsman to slam the door closed and to tell the whole world.
Instead, Scotland walked forwards, not saying a word. Romano closed his eyes when the Scotsman gently grabbed his wrist.
And kissed it.
Romano opened his eyes to see the Scotsman kissing each of the scars, old and new. He didn't even seem to care that some of them were bleeding, though he wiped the blood away before kissing them, and it seemed to work.
As Romano watched this, he felt tears welling up in his eyes. How long has it been since he last experienced such gentle compassion?
When Scotland finished with the arm he looked up into Romano's teary eyes and pulled the other into a hug. Romano didn't shout of push the other away, instead using the opportunity to cry into the other's strong chest while a gentle hand rubbed soothing circles on his back.
So, the prompt was 'Imagine Muse B of your OTP kissing Muse A's self-harm scars.'
With these kinds of themes, I'm more inclined to use Romano, Lithuania or Canada.
Also, a friend of mine works as an assistant to the university's History Department, and she introduced the first years to Hetalia. Apparently they liked it.