Broken {A PoLiet FanFic}

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"You're in love with me... Aren't you?"

In that moment, Lithuania felt as though a giant weight had been lifted off of his chest. But he also felt a knot start to build up in his stomach.

Poland flinched as he felt something wet touch his hands, which where still wrapped around Lithuania's waist.

Toris was crying.

"P-Poland...I-I'm sorry..." Lithuania sobbed. "I-I..."

Everything started to spill out. All of the feelings and thoughts he had tried to keep locked away. Toris couldn't take it anymore. He didn't want to suffer.

"I-I do. I d-do love you Poland. I love you so much a-and I always have.....but I know y-you won't feel the same, and yo-" Lithuania was cut off as Poland Spun him around to make Lithuania face him. Poland's hands on his shoulders.

Toris stopped crying and flinched, wide eyed with his head still down. He was afraid now. He was afraid of the words that just came out of his mouth, and was afraid to look at Poland. Afraid that he would see hatred or nothing at all in those beautiful eyes of his. No sympathy. Not that happy glint he always had. So he kept his head down.

Poland tilted Lithuania's chin up, but Lithuania closed his eyes refusing to look at Poland.

"Toris, don't be afraid. Look at me" Poland demanded.

He won't love me. He can't love me. I'm broken, so no one will or could ever love me.

"Please look at me"

Poland started guiding Lithuania backwards untill Lithuania's back was against the wall.

Lithuania could feel Poland's face close to his; almost no space left between their bodies. Toris blushed a dark red, his heart beating faster and faster with every second.

"Open your eyes Liet..." Poland whispered in his ear, making Lithuania shiver.

Then, Poland got rid of what ever space they had left, and pulled Lithuania into a kiss.
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