Again {PruAus Fanfiction}

Chapter 8: As Couples Do

Gilbert yelled in defense and Roderich waved his pale arms and strained his tuned vocal chords as they screamed at eachother. Indeed no relationship is perfect, Roderich and Gilbert included, everyone had their little arguements.

One would get full of the other and become irritated, eventually resulting in the both of them telling eachother how they feel at the moment.

'Well I'd be nice if you helped out around here one and awhile!!'

'If you stop being up my ass all the time, MAYBE I could get shit done!'

'Dick!'

'Arse!'

'Incompitent!'

'I don't even know what that means!!'

The conversations can get quite livid, and the language very colourful. More often than not, it can also result in more. . . physical conferentations. Mainly by the smaller, Austrian male. Gilbert may be uncontrolable when he's angry, but he'd never lay a hand on Roderich.

Ever.

And it's yet to be done.

"Well maybe if you have such a problem with it, me and Gilbird will just leave then!!"

"....fine then! Good! Leave, just like the others!!" Roderich yelled and stormed out, slamming the door to his expensive Mercades Benz and retreating into his large home, glad to be away from his Prussian lover.

Gilbert sent a glare to the oak door that was just slammed and locked shut. He got out of that prissy aristocrat's car and race-walked down the cracked sidewalk. The house quickly leaving his view.

Great. Who does he have now? No one. Everyone is gone. Roderich wanted nothing but to break everything in his home. But that wouldn't help rid him of the memories burned into his skull. I'm better than that, he thought.
How I wish that was true

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