"My Dearest Friend"

Part 5: French Girls

I woke up, slowly opening my eyes. I noticed it was still dark outside. I geelt the need to use the restroom, that I did. Turning on the bathroom light, blinding me by the light. I looked in the mirror, and my hair was a mess. I washed my hands and got out of the bathroom.

The sound of small raindrops was heard for the outside, I went to close the slightly open window. Then I noticed a little book on the windowsill, Prussia's notebook he drew in. Out of curiosity, I looked at it. Stunning ink pictures of flowers to people was on the pages. I was just admiring the beautiful art. My eyes locked on a lady who appeared to be France lying in a silk dress. And she had a nice sapphire necklace.

[Sleepy voice] "What are you doing?" Prussia mumbled.

"Uhm, just looking" I was shocked, I thought he was asleep. All I got back was a tired "mhm". I was now looking at the half-asleep Prussia, slightly hugging his pillow. Looking in my direction

I put back the book and closed the curtains

" You often draw women I noticed" I said, walking back to the bed.

" Yeah, they more often want to be drawn" he said, yawning.

"The French lady with the blue necklace was quite pretty"

"Oh her, which of the two?" He got a little more awake

" with the dark dress" I didn't know how to describe it other than that.

"Good"

"What do you mean?"

"In the other one, she's not as dressed"

"You drawn her nude?" I gave him a weird look

"No, she had a nightgown on"

I gave him a surprised look, I didn't know he did that kind of drawing, but to make the silence less weird, I said:

[Sarcastically] " Oh Prussia, draw me like one of your France girls" I did a little pose before I covered myself in the covers.

"Of course, you are half naked anyways" he replied with a smirk. I looked at him in disbelief " I'm kidding!" He later added.

I fixed my pillow, fluffing it up.

"Did you turn off the radiator?" He asked

"No why?"

"It's cold"

"It's on the highest" I assured. With his annoyed expression, he moved himself a bit more to the middle of the bed. Before I got the chance to lay my head on my pillow he moved it also, towards him.

"What are you doing?" I was feeling tired again, just wanting to go back to sleep.

"It's cold" he repeated "I can't sleep then"

I guessed he wanted to get warmth from me. I just laid down. I just wanted to sleep. I laid down facing his side. Closing my eyes again. The only sound was raindrops hitting the window from time to time.

I had my hand on the pillow, I moved it down in front of me, I felt Prussia's arm and his cold open hand. The coldness felt nice, I left my hand in his. I thought it was rather warm in the room so the cold was nice. I fell asleep quickly.

**Morning**

I woke up by a knocking at the door, but not enough for me to open my eyes.

"Get up now 10 sleepers" It was France, she shouted leaving the door closed.

I felt something running through my hair, or more like someone. I felt his close presence, I had my arm around his belly. I laid so comfortably, I didn't want to get up. Even the pillow was nice and still a bit fluffed up.

I took a big breath, in and out. And yawned, The last time I slept this good was a good time ago.

"Guten morgen"

[morning voice]"God morning"

I just wanted to fall asleep again. The curtains were blocking out the daylight, tho some light got through the sides. Making the room dark but lit up somewhat.

"We have to get up now" Prussia said in a natural tone.

"Can we stay like this a little longer?" I asked, I opened my eyes, he was holding the Sherlock book in his nonoccupied hand. He was still calmly combing through my hair. I took his silence as a yes. Prussia what I guessed was not much of an appreciated shower, not even with Erika, his old wife he was. I never saw them doing stuff together, only talking. But I knew they weren't happy married, but this physically close i had never been to him. Yet it felt so good.

Everything was rather nice but the smell was sure a bit of floral and outworn perfum but also a tint of alcohol. Even tho I didn't remember drinking that much, stuff from the day befor feelt like a blur. Then I remembered that Prussia probably was much more drunk then. He seemed fine now. Feeling his stomach slowly rise and fall while he breaths, he felt so human. I hadn't seen him like this before, he always had his uniform and was kinda bitter all the time (when he wasn't drunk). He was showing a new side to himself.

Maybe it's because he no longer is the ruler, it was now German Empire. Same with Austrian Empire and Hungary. Now Austria-Hungary was in power. Both have said  I also should but Rsfsr is not yet old enough I think, nor is he mature enough to rule. I've tried to theach him how to but he is not willing to do it my way. Whenever I brouht it up he got angry after saying things like "I don't want to be like you". I get that he isn't me and he is a different person and when it is his time to rule Russia. He won't do it like me. But why was he always angry and aggressive when that was brought up? He also said that he was old enough, I think hes to young, and 13 year old in power seem weird to me. 

My whole body can feel a sort of disconfort at the idea that it would be too much for him. God will tell me when it is his time.