Alcoholic Syrups (Discontinued)

-chappie eight-

This is like the seventh chappie but pretty much from Germany's view and a little further
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Germany's pov

It's been multiple weeks since Canada was hospitalized now and the doctors kept telling me he'll be allowed to go home 'soon'.
Each day I came,I asked and every answer was the same.
I guess he won't be able to leave this place for a long time.

I felt so awfully sorry for him which is why I tried to visit him every day.
And well,also because I like him.
A lot.
Maybe more than I should but that's not important.

And Poland?
He somehow found out about Canada's cancer and told me to tell Canada how sorry he was.
He also apologized for his odd behavior the day Canada was hospitalized.
He said he was 'confused' about multiple things.

One day I visited Canada like always but rather early since I had an appointment later that day.
I knew he'd probably be asleep so I tried to be as silent as possible when I entered the room in which he was in since he was hospitalized.
I was told that someone was already visiting him but I thought it was America or Russia.
When I walked around the corner me eyes widened.
None of the just named people was there.

Instead a rather young Person.
They wore a flower crown and their face was colored in yellow and blue.
They just sat there and watched the sleeping Canadian while they faintly sobbed.

I cleared my throat and silently knocked on the wall "ahem."
That was my way of saying good morning to a stranger.
Right?
Usually I hide from them but I don't think I'd hide from someone who seemed to know Canada.
They flinched when they heard me and quickly took their jacket,rushing out of the room.
Did I scare them somehow?

I sat down on the stool the person before me sat on and rested my elbows on the bed Canada was laying on.
Usually I'd sit on it's edge but I didn't want to wake him up by accident.

Only a few minutes later I heard the sweet tired voice from the embedded Canadian.
"Lay..down.."
he mumbled and buried his nose in the blanket.
Lay?
Did he actually mean lay or just sit?

Unsure of what to do I sat down on the bed's edge and gently rubbed the Canadian's sides.
"Lay.."
I flinched and dod what I was told to.
What if the doctors would have seen me like this?
I highly doubt the doctors would like the sight of me cuddling with a cancer patient.

Nevertheless I couldn't help but embrace the sleepy creature in front of me.
Not like I see him as a creature though.
I cuddled him and snuggled his back.
I could've done this all day.
Since he had lung cancer he seemed so helpless.
I liked comparing him to a cute innocent lamb.
"I.."
"Yes?"
"I wanted to ask you something.."
"Go on?"
"We've known each other for quite a time and well..I still know so little about you."
"You want to know more about me?"
He then nodded visibly at the moving breathing tube from the BIPAP.
"Well I'm an orphan since my father committed suicide and..well..I still miss him as father but I am glad he's gone"
"Why? Wasn't he nice to you?"
"Yes he was very nice but my happiness is for an other reason I prefer not to say"
"How where you as child?"
"I was a troublemaker. I kept destroying things on accident and got angry quickly. Accidentally killed a dog when I was 14.
He bit me when I simply wanted to walk past it and I started punching it."
"Oh god..what did the owner say?"
"The dog was mine."
"Oh.."
We remained in silence for a minute.

I practically pressed myself against Canada when I tightened my grasp on him.
I was close enough to hear how the air rushed through his breathing mask.
He then turned to lay on his back.
I often asked myself how he did get tangled up in all those wires.
I knew they weren't wires but I always called them like that for some reason I don't know.

I rested my head on the shoulder of his and wrapped my arm around his torso,carefully to not hurt him nor his throat.
The metastasis stopped growing but still existed after all.
He gently cupped my cheek while I felt how a reddish hue spread across the cheek of mine.
God,I loved him.

We stayed like that for who knows how long.
An hour?
One and a half?
The time seemed to fly away every time I was able able to cuddle with him like this.

After our 'little' cuddle session I freed myself from Canada's grasp and sat back up.
"I'll go ask your doctor something."
Canada nodded and I stood up from the bed.
Just then I felt how something tugged on my shirt and looked back at Canada.
"Please return right after okay?"
I couldn't say know to that face.
After all,I didn't want to.
I'd definitely return to him right after I asked the doctor when he'd be able to go back home.
Maybe I'd soon be able to cuddle with him in an actual comfortable surrounding.

I then bend down to plant a goodbye kiss on the Canadian's cheek causing him to blush.
How cute he looked.
I waved goodbye and exited the room.
Arrived in the long corridor I already saw doctor Williams,Canada's cancer expert and doctor coming towards me seemingly happy.
Maybe he had good news!
"Good news,Sir! Your friend will soon be able to leave the hospital but he'll have to be on the BIPAP overnight and over day he'll have to take an oxygen lax with him and wear some sort of breathing mask but less showy than the BIPAP."
"That's great! Thank you so much!"
"I thank you for your patience and support."
He then walked away again.
If seemed like he still had something else to do.

I turned facing the door to Canada's room ones more and entered.
"Germany?"
"Yes it's me"
I quickly walked around the corner and sat on the bed's edge again.
I then took his seemingly ice cold hands and looked him in his greenish eyes.
"You'll leave this room soon!"
"I-I'll die?!"
"Gott in himmel,nein! You'll be able to go home again!"
Canada grinned at that and hugged me as tight as possible without hurting his lungs.
I explained him what he'll have to do and how he'll have to take an oxygen lax with him on some sort of little cart but he agreed to everything.

I truly loved to see him happy.
Who knows for how long I'll be able to see him after all?
Well he seems to be doing quite fine in the moment but well.
I didn't want to think about such things though.
I didn't believe that he was in danger.
I didn't want to believe.
But I still knew how his Cancer could suddenly kill him anytime.

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