HETALIA X READER ( Warning : Suicide, Self Harm, Wounds, Depression)

Lithuania x Reader

You found him one day, sprawled out in the snow, nay, ice.

He looked familiar, you were sure you had seen him at one of the World Meetings.

Toris, was it?

You snapped out of your reverie when another groan filled your ears. The blood covered snow quickly had all your attention and you panicked, not sure what to do. The strange man seemed to be bleeding out at an alarming rate, and you had to do something, anything!

Looking around desperately, you saw a hospital and half dragged, half carried his limp body towards it. Thankfully, the nurses were quick to respond to your desperate pleas and had him admitted immediately.

You waited for a few hours, until the nurses had treated his wounds and put him on IV. He was still unconscious when you left him. When you came back the next day , he seemed to be asleep so you asked the nurse about his health. She gravely told you of the multiple wounds and lacerations on his back that were deliberately made and that of you hadn't found him in time, he would've bled to death.

Death. You were used to death. Being a country during the war sure had it's perks. You saw people dying everyday at war, helpless to their fate. But something in you stirred when you heard her say it.

Countries are not supposed to die you thought.

Hello ?
You looked up to the owner of the voice. It was Toris. He sat up on the hospital bed looking around nervously until his eyes fell on you and he smiled apologetically.

I'm sorry for getting you into this mess

You couldn't help but smile back. He looked so angelic , yet so fragile at the same time. You could get lost in his green eyes. To think such a beautiful soul would be suffering so much was beyond your imagination.

Y/n ?

You took a sharp breath

Huh? Oh yes, you were saying?

He smiled at you once again. It looked so pain filled, you found yourself unable to breathe.

Thank you for saving me. I am Toris Laurinaitis , you probably know me as the country of Lithuania.

Everything about him had you at a loss of words. His beautiful , long hair or his mesmerising green eyes or his perfectly sculpted nose. You eyes trailed to his arms which were decorated with multiple scars and angry looking bruises. The more you looked at them the angrier you seemed to get.

Y/n?

When you didn't answer him, he snapped his fingers in front you , laughing when you scrunched up your face at him.

That was how you met Toris for the first time, in person. Of course, being the country of C/N you had seen him at the World Meetings before. He was always at Russia's beck and call, ever so obliging and obedient.

You saw him often after that. He'd come over to your house often , when Russia was busy with paperwork. He was the most co-operative person you'd come across. You even had a tiny bit of a crush on him, but being painfully reserved to yourself, you'd rather die than telling him that. You always enjoyed his company, he was always so helpful and understanding.

You tried to ask him about his scars but he would always tactfully dodge your questions.

( TO BE CONTINUED)