Hetalia x PrisonerMaleReader x 2p Hetalia AU -Special-

Stuck with Alfred

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ARTHUR POV

After that....conversation with Alfred, I left the room to go find (M/n). My guess is the garden since I heard him shouting about Alfred's camellias. I started making my way to the garden while my thoughts drifted to Alfred...

'It's true, it shouldn't have been this hard...argh, I shouldn't have slapped him..', I thought. I walked past Matthew's room only to hear 2 voices. I know it's ungentlemanly to eavesdrop but I did it anyway. 'cause nobody ain't stopping me. I put my ear against the door and listened.

".....You probably just made him mad, frère(brother).", I heard a voice say, I recognised it as Matthew's voice.

"He's been acting so distant lately....It's all (M/n)'s fault....He's only our prisoner, he doesn't deserve all the attention he's getting! He's acting all high 'cause he's rich, the son of him. What disgusts me, even more, is that even you give him fucking attent---", I heard a loud slapping sound. 

*SLAP* 

"Get.Out.Of.My.Room.Now.", I heard footsteps approaching the door. I panicked. But before I could do something, the door opened and revealed a crying Alfred. His eyes widened.

"A-Arthur, What t-the hell are you doing h-here!?", He said while sniffling.

"I-I was just passing by.", I said hoping he'd believe me. Alfred just looked at me. After a while, he pushed me out of his way and ran to somewhere.

"Huh?Arthur?", I heard Matthew ask. I just sighed and continued my way to the garden.

After a while, I made it to the garden, but...(M/n) was nowhere to be seen. Although I did see Ivan.

"Ivan, where the fuck is (M/n)!?", I yelled. (M/n) might have escaped without Ivan looking....

"Little Подсолнух(sunflower)? He went to the kitchen, да.", He said with that creepy smile of his, which made me shiver.

".....", I couldn't find the right words.

'Did he really let our PRISONER go to the kitchen on his own!?', I thought to myself. I stood up and made my way to the kitchen as fast as I could.

ALFRED POV

I was pretty surprised when I saw Arthur in front of the door eavesdropping. 'Did he listen to everything I said to Matthew....?', I thought. I didn't even listen to his excuse, I just pushed him out of my way and ran. I passed a lot of hallways, till I made it to a dead end. I quickly opened the last door to the hallway.

I made my way to a corner and cried. 'I must look so weak right now', I thought. But then......I realised which room this is. 'Shit', was the thought that popped up.

This is the room which can be opened from the outside.....But not from the inside. (I had a room like that in my last school)

I started screaming for help, hoping someone would hear me in this gigantic mansion.

(M/n) POV

I skipped my way to the kitchen since Ivan was nice enough to let me off on my own. But then I realised.....Where the hell is the kitchen? Wait, SCRAP THAT!.......Where the hell AM I?

I was walking through some hallways, till I heard someone shout for help....It sounded like Alfred's voice. I ran to the sound of his voice. It led me to a hallway with a dead end. I heard the screams for help coming from the last room. I quickly made my way to the door, opened it and closed it behind me.

I saw Alfred look up with a tear stained face.

"(M-M/n), what are you doing h-here?", he asked.

"I heard you screaming for help, so I came to help!", I said proudly, feeling like a hero.

"Y-You....you.....YOU GODDAMN IDIOT!", He yelled. 'ungrateful bastard.', I thought.

"I-Is that how you thank me!?---", I yelled back, but quickly shut my mouth. Not wanting to be beaten up by him again.

"YOU FUCKING IDIOT, WHY DID YOU CLOSE THE DOOR!?", He yelled.

"chill man, I'll just open it," I said and quickly turned around to open the door...but then.....the freaking door doesn't have a handle.

"Ooooh, I get it now....", I said. He sighed, frustrated.

"I guess we're stuck together....hehe...", I am so dead.

"Come here.", he demanded. I quickly came to him while he pointed next to him. So, I sat next to him...on the ground. I looked down.

"LOOK AT ME!", he yelled. I quickly looked up into his eyes. they were.....beautiful. The shiniest blue eyes I've ever seen.

ALFRED POV

He looked me right in the eyes. I became paralysed......such a beautiful eyes. His eyes just seemed to...sparkle. Which I've never seen before. I saw little tears at the corner of his eyes.

I shouldn't be talking, actually. I'm the one with the tear stained face....He must think I'm weak now.

"I don't get what's so special about you!? You're just our goddamn prisoner.", I said, speaking my mind.

"....Indeed, I'm nothing special. Never have been and never will be.", he said. He seemed to be deep in thought, looks like he's having a flashback. Immediately I started feeling guilty.

"....", I stayed quiet. He looked me in the eyes and his own eyes seemed to widen.

"You've been through a lot too hehe, haven't you?", he asked.

"W-What do you mean?", I was confused.

"....I can see it. Your eyes are the same as mine, so much pain in them.", he explained. I was incredibly shocked. How did he see through me? He really is different from his father. That brutal asshole.....

".......Who caused it?", I asked, trying to strike up a conversation.

"My m-mother.....", he said with his voice cracking a bit, "Who caused your pain?".

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..

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"Your father."

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Alright, in the next chapter the truth about your father will be revealed. Which will make you question......Who is the real bad guy?

cya later, dear readers!