The Hero Complex

Hi, it's me, Michael. I saw TFIOS today(Sunday), and I felt inspired! So why not do a little bit of a cross over? (Hetalia belongs to the fab person who made it) and The Fault in Our Stars (Green)
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Hi, I'm Arthur. Arthur Kirkland. Seventeen.Thyroid cancer, it spread into my lungs. I have to walk with this stupid oxygen tank, always.

I've been in and out of hospitals more than the normal person would even guess. I can't even guess, because most of the time, I'm knocked out by simply walking up the stairs, or having my oxygen off for a couple minutes.

My mum is worried about me, so she takes me to stupid 'Cancer Support Group'. Everyone around me thinks I'm depressed, but I'm really not, just waiting to greet death. They think seeing others with cancer would make me see that there are others like me.

It was the second time I had attended support group. Every time this dude named Romulus goes over the story of how he got cancer, almost died, but didn't. So he made it his new dream to spread his story and give young cancer patients 'hope'. This time there are two new guys, but one was really staring at me. Like 'I wanna have your babies' look.

He finally introduced himself. "Hello, I'm Alfred. Cancer survivor."

"Lovely," Romulus clapped,"how are you doing today?"

"I am fantastic! I'm on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend!"he answered back happily.

"And you?" Romulus asked the smaller boy next to Alfred.

"I'm Matthew, eye tumor." Matthew almost whispered.

"How are you feeling?"

"My eye is going to be cut out. I'm not feeling to great." He said with a tad of annoyance in his voice.

"We are here for you Matthew." The whole group said in unison.

"And Arthur?"

"Hello, I am Arthur. Thyroid cancer in my lungs. I feel like death."

No one piped up for a minute, until Romulus started singing out,'This Little Light of Mine.'

After sitting in Support Group for a half hour, the others, and myself finally left the recreational center. I waited outside for my mum, when Alfred walked up. Arthur was looking over at Matthew and his boyfriend, Allen.

"Always." Both of them swapped of between kisses.

"Alright , bye!" Matthew waved, noticing his brother.

"Why were you staring a me the entire time, git?" I snapped at Alfred.

"Because you're beautiful, and I like looking at gorgeous people." Alfred replied.

I rolled my eyes.

"Are you free today?"

"W-what?!" I had thought I'd heard that wrong.

"Yeah, just hang with me and Mattie!"

"S-sure." I stuttered. I whipped out my phone to tell my mum I'm going to a friend's house. She replied with a generic,'Goodie! You made friends, love! I told you so!' And with that I jumped into Alfred's ridiculous SUV.

The only thing more ridiculous than his car was his driving. And poor Matt, trying to listen to music, while I was having a panic attack.

"So Artie, what's your story?" Alfred asked.

"Uh, diagnosed with thyroid cancer at around my fifteenth birthday. I've lived with it since, if you call that living. I almost died, twice. Once when I was sixteen and fluid was in my lungs, and they sucked out a half liter of fluid. Uh, also the other time was a year back. I fell into a coma, they were afraid I wouldn't come back, but two weeks later I woke up as if I took a cat nap." I said, as lifelike as a robot.