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: *✧･ﾟ:* This is an angst fanfic so feels ahead, you've been warned*:･ﾟ✧*:
" Coward. That's all you are. A coward."
Those were the only words that it took to break them apart, sure, their relationship had been on and off for the past year but Italy never wanted it to end like this. But, it did.
Germany was found in a local pub when it had happened, he was sat at the bar table with a bottle of larger and several empty glasses, maybe that had accounted for his actions, but nobody will know. It all started when a certain country walked in looking for him fueled with rage.
"THERE YOU ARE!" Italy yelled slamming the bar door open, slightly cracking the wall on impact. Judging on his face, he had been crying, shown by the dark streaks down his cheeks and chin, puffed up cheeks and angry expression. "Why weren't you at the world meeting! you know how important this meeting was Germany.."Germany didn't respond, he sat at the bar, back to the door where his boyfriend stood, drinking more and more.
"WELL?!" Italy yelled louder then before, walking towards the larger country, fists clenched in anger. "Do you have ANYTHING to say?". Italy was now stood behind him, going to grab his shoulder.
"DON'T touch me" Germany said, taking a swig "at least if you know whats good for you." It wasn't uncommon for Germany to loose his temper but Italy was too filled with anger at the time to care. He slammed his hand onto his shoulder, digging his nails into his shoulder blade.
Germany half expected this, but remember, he was wildly drunk. So the shorter country didn't expect what would happen next. The blonde got up out of his bar-stool and swung at Italy, fists clenched at full force. "I SAID DON'T TOUCH ME DUMB-ASS!" Germany screamed. This was the first time the brunette had seen the others face. Germany had been crying. Crying this whole time, silently crying, drinking away his sorrows, he would normally do this with his elder brother, Prussia, but he couldn't do that today. Because his loving older brother had faded away two days ago. That's what the world meeting was about today.
"God, you don't listen do you?" Germany sighed as he scowled at the country across from him, Germany then picked up his bottle and hat and walked towards the door "it wasn't my fault he died, jack-ass" Those words pushed Germany over the edge, he dropped everything and shoved Italy to the floor. He then took of his ring that Italy had gotten him a few days prior. "It's over, i'm done" He then threw the ring at the country that was sprawled out across the floor infront of him.
The last thing Italy had said to him was " Coward. That's all you are. A coward.". They never talked after that...
AUTHOR NOTE *this was my first time writing angst so sorry if its badd;; i tried tho! sorry its so short as well!*
