Germany's pov
A couple of days after I saw Canada I was woken up by not my alarm clock but by my phone.
"Vrr vrr..vrr vrr"
I kept receiving messages from who know who.
Do they know that people want to sleep at 5am?
Probably not since they kept texting me.
But maybe it was Canada!
I quickly unlocked my phone and checked on my messages.
Sadly I didn't have any messages from him.
Our chat seemed dead for days.
Did I scare him away?Since I already was on my phone I decided to look whoever disturbed my sleep.
Then again "vrr vrr"
"It's from..Poland..?"
Poland was a member from the EU just like I was.
I guess we also had some kind of friendship but it wasn't very deep or anything.Poland (work)
{Poland (work) started a chat}
4:45
<hey niemcy
<it's me Poland
<from the EU
<I saw you in Yurloon's downtown 4 days ago
<you were with a tall man with a maple in the centre of his face
<who was that?
5:05am
<are you awake niemcy?
5:10am
God yes I am>
Do you know how early it actually is?>
<Answer my question
It was a friend of mine>
I think we're friends at least>
<interesting
<may I know their name?
Why would you want
to know his name?><stop asking questions
<who is he
His name is Canada okay?>
<interesting
<I have to talk with you later
<I'll come to your house
But you don't even
know where I live>How do you want to come to me?>
<We'll see
{Poland (work) left the conversation}
Okaaaaay that was rather scary.
Why did Poland want to know all that stuff and why did he prevent me from receiving any answers.
Wait- how did he even have my phone number?
God I had many questions in that moment.
I had his phone number because I received it from EU but he nor I never gave mine to him.
WeirdI then heard a knock on my door.
I lived alone so what the f u c k?I remained silent and buried my nostrils beneath my blanket acting like I was asleep.
But I unfortunately was a bad actor.
I felt how someone sat on my bed's edge and laid a hand on my shoulder.
Who in the actual fuck broke into my house and just straight up touched my shoulder.
Their hand was cold but their skin seemed soft.
I then felt a hot,shaky breath at my neck.
Was I about to receive a hickey?!"Hello niemcy~"
I flinched at the voice.
"Poland..?"
Was zur Hölle?!
What was Poland doing in my house,in my room and on my bed?!Alright.
Take a deep breath and seem chilled.
Inhale
.
.
Exhale
.
.
Inhale
.
.
ExhaleGod I felt how my whole body was trembling.
"Yes sleepy head?"
His voice seemed rather cold and emotionless,giving me chills but not in the good way.
I slowly turned to look at the winged silhouette on my bed.
..no weapons. That's good.
"Why are you here? And most importantly how??" I asked.
Poland motioned to his wings and smiled at me.
A rather scary smile.
"Let's get straight to the point,shall we?"
I gulped and nodded slowly."I don't want you to ever meet nor talk to that 'Canada' again."
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♡!Cliffhanger!♡565 words
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Alcoholic Syrups (Discontinued)
RomanceMostly fluff but probably smut at some points. The shy German was taken to his best friend,Russia's boyfriend. But Germany didn't meet America. Instead he met his younger brother,Canada and began to like him. What will their friendship become?