America knows where Davie is buried and he visits his grave whenever he can.
Art by cookiekrio on DeviantArt
---
America looked down at Davie's grave, forget-me-not's in hand.
"Hey Davie, I don't know if you remember me, but I remember you" he paused and swallowed.
"I remember your voice, your face and your your r-request" a sob escapes his mouth and he breathes in heavily.
"Gosh I'm sorry I just... I wish I got to know you more" America looks down at the flowers in hand and kneeled down beside the grave.
"I got you some of these, those flowers you love so much" he places the flowers beside the grave,
"You know, I never knew what these flowers were when you asked me for them, but now I know" America wiped away the tears he didn't notice falling from his face.
America raised his head, "Can I let you in on a secret? Something so big you wouldn't believe it?"
He licked his lips, "My name is America, The United States of America and I am your country, and I am your friend" America said, the weight of a secret, hidden all these years being lifted off his shoulders felt like true freedom. The reality is he never truly is free.
America stands up and takes off his glasses to wipe off his tears, "Sorry I haven't been visiting that often..."
America walks away from the grave, one of his many weights... lifted. The grass swayed quietly, dancing with the wind.
"Thank you America"
JE LEEST
Hetalia Headcanons
FanfictionThese are some headcanons I made up myself sorry if some of them do exist I probably haven't seen them, Hopefully my headcanons wont be ones you have seen before (it is what I am aiming for). My headcanons can differ from being normal to depressing...
