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Germany being depresso

Short little story, I am writing requests. Just taking a while. So instead have whatever this is.

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"fuck. I hate you! I hate you! I hate you! Why should I be living with a burden you put on me?! Why did I have to be so fucking unlucky to have you related to me. I hate you. I hate you." The screaming continued as two worried countries stood outside of the room with the door locked.

"I need to go in there." The red country concluded. Turning to go and body slam the door. 
"He needs his space Turkey-" A multi-color country tried to calm down the country who not only seemed worried for his partner. But damn well scared for him. 

"What he needs, France. Is comfort." Turkey snapped, France seemed angered at being interrupted but sighed. "I'll be in the living room. As much as I want to check up on Ger, it seems like you want to have alone time with him- I'll respect that, just don't fuck it up... The first aid kit is in the mirror cabinet." France sighed rubbing his face. Before walking gently down the German's stairs. Hugging his arms.

Turkey sighed, checking the door handle. It was in-fact not locked, so he peaked through the small crack. Not seeing his Germany made him grip the handle tighter till he heard soft sobs coming from the corner. Turkey opened the door more, and what he saw made him rush over to the German going on his knees to hug him.

"F-fuck off." Was all the German mustered to say. Turkey only hugged him tighter. "I said go the hell away you fucking walking pig!" Germany yelled, trying to squirm out of the country large arms. 
"How long." The Turkish said softly, tightening his grip till the other had tried himself out.

"That's none of your business." Germany scoffed, huffing as soon as he saw he wasn't getting out of this situation. 
"Germany." Turkey growled, standing up with the German still in his arms. Now starting to struggle once more. Turkey settled him in his lap facing the wall. "It becomes my business when my boyfriend isn't telling me anything. I care for your well being Ger." Turkey said in caring distress.

"Oh my god, I thought I told you not to call me that." The German snapped. Looking away from the Turkish and instead counting the items in his room to help him focus. It stayed like that for a while sitting in silence as he waited for the banana man to speak. Just cuddling and cradling him with a protective grip Germany sighed.
"I hate having everyone look at me and be reminded of him. I hate having to wake up looking like him. I wish I wasn't here. Everyone here would love it if I didn't exist, then I would be out of everyone's hair. I wouldn't bother anyone any more with my stupid heritage." Germany rasped a breath as his throat tightened making it hard for him to breathe or sob. Only chocked versions of it.

"Hey, hey..." Turkey breathed, rocking him forward and back. Rubbing the skinnier mans back.
"Your not him, you won't ever be like him." The Turk sighed, kissing his jaw. "You don't look anything like him." Deutschland chuckled wearily, gripping on to Turkey more.

"I do. I remind everyone of the shit he did to everyone" Germany let out a broken sob, gripping on to the larger clawing at his back. The Turk sighed.
"We can't change something that wasn't our fault. We can't change the past Ger. Think of all the people who would miss you. I would miss you. You may look like him, but you aren't. Your Germany and you always will be Germany." The Turkish reassured, rubbing his back.

"but I could be. And it scares me." Ger whispered. Tur inhaled, before sighing. 

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didn't know how to finish this. hshhahaijbsrlejajdsj

peace out *swooshes away*