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"I forgive you."
Germany never let go of those three words that came out of Britain's mouth. Why? Why did The UK forgive him? He never quite knew, but Britain was acting odd around him, he seemed to stress over ever little mistake he made, Even though Germany didn't care. Something was off? Did Britain... like him? No, that'd be ridiculous. Absolutely ridiculous.
It was half past noon, and Germany was at the local cafe to relax. This place a lovely calm aura to it,the smell of sugar, milk, tea and coffee lingered in the air, the brown and red woods that made up the place made it easy to look at, the occasional green houseplant or brilliant red, orange and yellow flower gave a room a spark of life. The chatter of workers and customers always seemed to be present. This was his favourite place because of all of these aspects. The familiar jingle of the bell that went off every time the door opened ran through the room. Germany looked up from his dark, black Coffee to see who had come in. The person who had come in was wearing a simple button up shirt, and grey trousers(pants). As Germany's eyes trailed up to their face he noticed who it was, it was Britain, who gave him a small wave and smile before walking over.
"Hello, germany." The Brit greeted, his accent and deep voice was like music to Germany. He loved the way Britain said his name, he... he longed for it. And as much as he hated to admit it, he wanted to be closer to Britain, to be.. more than friends.
"Hallo, Britain." He replied, smiling a bit. He suddenly felt a whole lot better now, that the Brit was here.
"I came to... Talk." Britain mumbled, his voice trailing off into a soft whisper, whatever they needed to talk about, must be important.
"Ja, you can tell me anything, Britain."
"How do you tell someone you love them..?"
"Oh uh... just.. say it in the most sincere way possible, Here, Practice on me."
"..Germany, I love you from the depths of my heart, and even if you don't feel the same way.. just remember that someone will always care about you." Britain whispered, it felt.. like it was directed right at Germany. but, the German, thought, it wasn't for him, even though he wished it was.
"That was great! Now go tell them." Germany said, smiling.
"But Germany, I just did."
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Eeeeee- I've been working on this one for a while úwù'
