PruCan Oneshots

He was the one

He was the only one to notice me in the beginning. At meetings, at parties, at other social gatherings. At first it was weird, being noticed by the self proclaimed 'awesome Prussia', but I slowly started to like at and in turn, fall in love.

He was the one who I could find easily in the crowd, with his silver hair and his red eyes. His tall frame and the little bird that liked to sit on his shoulder.

He was the one that would comfort me when I had nightmares. Pulling me close in the dead of night, letting me know nothing would harm me.

He was the one that began our relationship, asking me in a simple yet romantic way. Taking a walk in the park, hand in hand, away from prying eyes.

He was the one that protected me whenever papa Francis and Arthur fought in front of me. He would distract me and take me away to a quiet corner and stop the tears.

He was the one who I would let my French side out to, being romantic when it came to date nights and anniversaries.

He was the one who proposed to me in the winter. Cuddling into me in front if the fire, while I was reading my book. Waiting until I finished before setting down on one knee and asking.

He was the one who would leave marks on my body during sex, and whenever he would feel horny, which was often.

He was the one who made me feel worthy when I felt useless. He showered me with compliments and made sure I took the necessary medication to help.

He was the one to share emotional heartwarming vows at our wedding in front of our friends and family, even making papa Francis cry.

He was the one who bought me flowers on our wedding anniversary, making sure they represented both our countries, which he thought was a cute way to ensure our relationship was better than everyone else's.

But now, he was the one who I was crying for. He was the one I craved. He was the one who had crumbled and ceased to exist because his country dissolved.
I craved his touch, I craved his kisses, I craved his sweet words. I craved his hand in mine. I craved his body entertained with my own.

He was the one I loved with every inch of my being. He was THE one.