You're Seeing Things Again [GerIta Hetalia || APH]

Chapter 4: Memories

Warning, lots of angst

"Ludwig! Ludwig!"

He heard shouting... of his name, but why?

Then a gentle shake caused him to look up. Everything looked hazy, but he could make out figures. Figures that looked back at him in worry. He happened to have his arms wrapped around somebody, which they had arms wrapped back.

Well, not really wrapped. More of.. they had hands around Ludwig, hence where the shaking came from.

He pulled away from the person around him and looked up. It was Feliciano, and his family carried the same expression as he, making it hard to say or do anything.

Without thinking, he got up, "S-Sorry... but I gotta go," and darted to Feliciano's room.

He slammed the door behind him with a thud, then jumped on the bed belly first. His thoughts jumbled and he couldn't think straight. Everything worried him, and he hated it. He made everything screw up.. it would've been a great dinner for only the family if he just had left.

Soon his thoughts and feelings caused a build-up of water. Tears formed in his eyes and he struggled to stay silent. Every inch of him urged to stop the pain by never getting up again; never waking up, never going somewhere, never staying with Feliciano, never doing what he loved... everything just made his life worse. His body curled up into a ball and he continued to sob, leaving the family to be.

A few moments later he heard a knock. Nothing of his body wanted to work, so he stayed silent.

"Luddy..?" A voice from outside the room cued in. Ludwig couldn't do much but make a groan behind sniffles.

"Ludwig, I recognize a crying ball when I see one," Feliciano said half jokingly, wanting to lighten the mood. Feliciano looked through the hole in the door to see Ludwig curled up to himself. Feliciano had been like that a lot. Crying.. Staying to himself..

Feliciano decided he would just come in to comfort Ludwig. He went to the bed and sat down, Ludwig facing away from him. Feliciano scooted closer to Ludwig and began messing with his hair.

Feliciano always like it when is previous lover played and messed with his hair, so he felt as if he should do the same.

As soon as the sweet man left Feliciano, he felt as if he could cry a river. Cry and never stop.. Everything hurt when he left. He promised to come back,, he found that to be a lie when Francis told him about what happened.

When he found out about him the world crashed. He remembered everything they had done together. Every memory they made.. everything that made a difference in Feliciano's life.

But it was over now. Even if Feli remembered everything, he can't change anything. Everything will always be the way it is.

But that was beside the point. Feliciano was done with the old drama, what mattered now was Ludwig. Well... if that was true.. why was Feliciano crying?

'Crying over dumb old stories huh.. I am a mess,' he thought, wiping some of his tears.

He sighed softly and hugged Ludwig, gently crying on his shoulder. "Sorry.."

Feliciano couldn't help but think Ludwig looked like his previous. How he smiled, how he got so flustered. He was honestly so cute to Feliciano.

Feli came closer to Ludwig, making just enough room between him and the end of the bed.

He laid there, putting an arm around his precious Luddy, trying to console himself and Ludwig together.