The Beautiful World (Hetalia Oneshots)

Wounds/Lithuania

Character: Tolys Laurinaitis/ Lithuania

Warnings: Mentions of abuse
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Winter got so cold.
It was freezing inside the mansion despite having a thick blanket, and a fire burning not too far from your bed.

You shivered, and huddled under the blankets even though it didn't help much.

One would think that having lived with this cold weather almost your entire existence would make you immune to the cold.
That's is not the case.

You had always had someone else to keep you warm. You always sneak into the Baltics' bed on cold night like this.
Doing that was difficult at times, not to mention dangerous.
If Russia, your older brother, were to have found out you, and the Baltics would be in trouble.

But the four of you sleeping close to one another under a thick cotton blanket was more than enough to keep warm. It made the cold bearable, and kept the four of you in a close friendship.
Its had been like that every since the baltics came to live under your bothers control.

But as you got older, and your body developed, it seemed best for you not to share a bed with three men.
Thus you were forced to endure the cold nights alone.

'Maybe some warm tea would help'
You think to yourself.

Deciding it wouldn't hurt to try you uncover yourself exposing your body to even more cold.
You shrug on a thick winter coat, gifted to you by your older sister Ukraine, you pulled on your winter boots, and began your journey to the kitchen.

You pulled the coat tighter around your, and made sure to tiptoe carefully through the hall.
You were aware of every board that would creak, and were careful to avoid them.

As you were sneaking past Russia's private study you could see the warm glow of the fire from under the door.
Aside from the obvious light in room, there were voices.
Voices that were all too familiar with.

The voices of your older brother, and your closest friend out of the Baltics, Lithuania.

You halted your steps to listen to what was being said. You leaned against the closed door gently, being careful not to alert the two men inside.

You could hear Ukraine's voice in your head, scolding your actions.
'It is not polite to eavesdrop on conversations that aren't yours.'

It almost made you smile to remember all the times you had heard that specific line in your childhood.

"I noticed you talking to little sister (yn) again today kolkolkol." Russia said, you could practically feel his dark aura.

"M-my apologies, Mr. Russia," Lithuania mumbled timidly, "It won't h-happen again, s-sir."

Russia gave a soft laugh, "What did I tell you about talking to little sister?"
There was no response front your Lithuanian friend, and so your brother continued.

"I believe I told you that you were not allowed to associate with little sister," your brothers voice was calm, almost as of he was have a casual talk with a friend, "You were strictly forbidden to have any kind interaction with her."

"I-i know" your friends voice mumbled, "b-but I couldn't h-help it, I-I didn't mean to-"
His words cut off by a pained cry leaving his lips in time with a loud snapping sound.

The sudden cry made you jump and cover your mouth with your hand brother to avoid letting out a surprised yelp.
"Kolkolkol" Russia's laugh rang out, "excuses, excuses~"

Snap

Another cry was heard from Lithuania, this time quieter.

"Sister is off limits to you"