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24 | all we do

🇩🇪: male
🇷🇺: male
angst because i am in pain :,)
inspired by a song
"all we do" - oh wonder
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he grimaced.

the sharp wind felt like a whip on his skin, slicing the flesh and making him shiver. despite feeling the cold, he was numb. his body was in it's own world, enveloped into oblivion.

       the black sun always conceals the light.

if only he were here, he thought, ashamed of how naively he was thinking. he let out a shaky breath, noticing how the air could be visibly seen exiting his mouth.

ground fell behind him, the victim unaware that it was only in his head. the ground was sturdy and solid as ever, with several weeds sprouting out of the hardened dirt. the black trenchcoat he had brought with him was no longer of use, and was just getting dirty. the piece of cloth was quickly discarded and thrown behind him, landing somewhere where he could not reach. but it still felt real.

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russia heard a noise.
his ears perked up suspisiously, scanning the area around him. he remembered this place from somewhere, but he couldn't recall where.
but that wasn't what mattered.
russia heard a noise.
he noticed something unnaturally jet black laying on a patch of what used to be beautiful, tall, green grass. but just as times in civilization change, so do the ones in nature.
he carefully and quietly walked over, identifying the unnaturally jet black something as a jacket—, no, a trenchcoat, meaning it belonged to an outlaw. trenchcoats had been long forbidden. so much space to hide.
that's what people do.

all we do is hide away, the tall country thought.

maybe the hider was still out here. his hazel eyes searched what was once a large meadow, spotting quite a large bump slightly to the left of where the trenchcoat originally was.

hiding, he snorted internally. all we do is hide away

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"russland..." russia mumbled to himself. he wished he could hear it one last time.

for real.

it had been exactly 8 weeks and 3 days since germany had gone missing. it was impossible for him not to count the days gone by in which he did not see his beloved. the clock ticked endlessly, starting to get on the country's nerves.
over 2 months.
2 months too long. 2 months in which the UN had strictly prohibited russia from trying to find him. he was enraged at the bitter selfishness. did nobody care?
2 months slowly turned into a year.

he hoped germany was okay.
he hoped germany would come back soon.
that's all he could really do.

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"all we do is lie and wait," russia thought, not noticing that he said it aloud. he noticed a flicker of movement from the corner of his eye. cautiously, the slav turned and saw something.

someone.

"germany?" he called out, his voice soft.
a pair of baby blue eyes peeked over behind a worn out bush that looked like it should have died years ago.
"you're not germany, are you," the russian sighed, visibly disappointed.
the figure wearing the pair of eyes watched him carefully, before slowly curling his small hand into a fist and rocked it back and forth, signing 'yes'

a mixture of emotions washed over him. he was confused, he was angry, he was sad and he was relieved and happy. however his face remained emotionless. no reactions to be shown to the traitor.
germany noticed the hesitance in his former lover.
he looked down at the ground in shame. regret filled his chest, a stabbing guilt from long ago suddenly returning to him.

"all i did was fail today," he said in barely even a whisper. the first sentence that was dragged out of the german's mouth since 6 years ago. 'almost mute', as people labelled it. he had very few words. he could not waste them. his stutter stopped him from speaking normally. eventually all the mocking from others had gotten to his head and he stopped speaking alltogether.
russia took a step forward before pulling him into a cautious but heartfelt hug. germany melted into it, clearly touch starved from the past year.
"all i want to be is whites and waves," the russian finished the sentence for him, and resting his chin on top of the shorter's head. "it's okay, ger," he said, tears threatening to fall as he held his lover tight. "i'm here now. i'm here,"
"all we do," the smaller managd to choke out, using up almost all of his remaining words. 2 words left.
"all we do," russia repeated for him. "all we do,"

       "i'm sorry,"

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806 words
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tbh idk where i thought i was going w this
sorry for not updating for a while ahhh
hope you still liked it somehow
have a great day <3