Repairing Our Relationship

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North Korea POV

Russia, China, and I were all running to Soviet's hospital room. After Russia checked his phone, he started freaking out over something he saw. He showed me and China Soviet's message and we had sprinted out of his house, his siblings that were there close by us.

Down the hall we went, glancing at doors as we ran to make sure we didn't pass it. When we finally reached it, we all sat down in the chairs and waiting for the doctors inside to come out.

German Empire POV

I was visiting my son at his house. He had invited me over for the night and I had accepted, since I had nothing to do. Russian Empire, Serbia, and Austria-Hungary were all visiting the country Switzerland for a month. They had invited me but I had declined since I wasn't feeling well. I'm better now.

We were watching a horror movie on his couch when his phone got a notification. I continued watching the movie while he checked it. From the edge of my vision, I could see him freeze. I turned to him and saw his face was pale.

"Sohn? Bist du in Ordnung? (Son? Are you okay?)" I asked him.

Without answering me, he jumped up and ran upstairs. Not even two minutes later he was coming back down and was tugging a jacket on in the process. "Ich komme später wieder, Vater, mach dir keine Sorgen um mich! (I'll be back later father don't worry about me!)" He called as he grabbed his keys and raced out the door.

"Okay... ich liebe dich... (Okay... Love you...)" I murmered, staring at the closed front door. I sighed and turned back to the movie. But I couldn't enjoy it. A feeling of loneliness and something else swept over me, preventing me from enjoying whatever I was doing, and preventing me from smiling.

France POV

Britain was laying on top of me in our bed. He had had an exhausting day at school and finished his stack of homework. He was really tired and wanted company, so here we are.

Britain was sleeping and my arms were wrapped around him. I was about to drift off to sleep as well when both our phones got a notification. Unfortunately, it woke Britain up. But he was groggy and didn't want to move.

"Mm... France check the message.." He murmered, snuggling closer to me.

I smiled. "Sure, mon amour (my love)." I reached for my phone and unlocked it. I checked the message and froze in shock. Britain felt me freeze and tiredly looked at me. "Is something wrong?"

He rolled himself off of me and I sat up. "Bretagne, (Britain,) look." I showed him the message Soviet sent to everyone.

The cute sleepy Britain disappeared in an instant. He was wide awake, and dashed out the door. He ran down the stairs and to the front door. "Be careful l'amour! (Love)" I called after him.

Italian Social Republic POV

My son and I were cooking food together. It's something we both enjoy doing and we were hungry. I was humming a song I used to sing to Italy when he was little while dividing three tablespoons of whole butter.

After we set up the ingredients, we started actually cooking. Italy hummed along with me, sometimes even saying the words aloud while we cooked.

The 40 minutes that it took to make the Risotto felt like 4 minutes. Italy and I sat down at the table and chatted with each other. "Come state tu e l'Impero giapponese? (How are you and Japanese Empire?)" I asked Italy.

He blushed a little and chuckled. "Papà, quante volte ti devo ricordare che il suo nome è il Giappone adesso? (Dad, how many times must I remind you that his name is Japan now?)"