Whenever he wiped away a tear a new one replaced it. He felt so weak. Not usually how you would imagine him.
What made him cry so much you ask?
Well, it was you. You were so important to him. You were his all.
Despite such a terrible past you loved him with all your heart. You DIED for him.
" DIED " the word kept surrounding his mind. You died for HIM. Germany. The country that started World War 2.
He wasn't worth it. He wasn't worth it for your life.
The picture.
The picture of you jumping out in front of him came in flashes. Like a black and white slideshow. You getting shot and falling to the ground. Holding your heart. Looking at the sky. Looking at him.
You smiled.
With the lingering words " I'm glad I died for you...Ludwig. "
Your eyes closed.
His eyes watered like a never ending stream of sadness.
But now. Now the war is over and the pain is still there. Lingering in his heart.
He knew you wanted to spend time after the war with him. Sadly that couldn't happen.
What is the meaning if life? The question popped into his head.
If its love then he would have no ACTUAL reason to live. Only because you were gone he wouldn't love anyone but so then he didn't have a reason to live, without you.
Sorry if its bad. it was really cringeworthy while writing this because I don't know much about Germany's character but please give me ideas and tips for writing more hetalia x reader stories thank you for reading!! :D
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