Mistakes that we make [2/3]c
anonymous
June 24 2011, 23:54:58 UTC
Hours later found Prussia waking up blearily to a soft sobbing sound beside him. He cursed softly as his consciousness returned to him and he registered that France had woken up without them and was crying again. He tightened his arms around the distraught nation comfortingly and opened his eyes.
“Frankreich? You okay?” He kept worried red eyes trained on the sobbing nation, but reached over to shake Spain awake, “Alles in ordnung.”
“Huh?” A sleepy inquiry from the other side of the bed made Prussia look up, “Nice to see you join us in the land of the living Antonio,” He smiled worriedly, gesturing to France, who was still sobbing, unresponsive to his inquiries or his touches.
Spain slowly wound his arms around the sobbing nation as well, pressing sleepy kisses to his head, “Estas bien, Francia.” He met Prussia’s eyes, slightly more awake, “How long?”
“I don’t know. I just woke up and he was like this… What should we do?” Prussia wasn’t enjoying seeing France so distraught, and he was hoping Spain would have a good suggestion. Otherwise they were both screwed.
“Maybe some food will cheer him up?” Spain shrugged hopelessly, “I really don’t know; and I don’t want to leave him here like this…”
France chose that moment to clutch the front of Prussia’s shirt desperately, sobs dying down slightly. Both nations looked down at him at that, Spain moving closer to press into his back.
“France?” Prussia felt hope as France nodded into his shirt in response.
“Ne partez pas…” It was quiet, but audible and Prussia shook his head vehemently.
“Of course we won’t leave you.”
“Nosotros nos quedaremos aquí, Francia.” Spain chimed in as well, kissing the vulnerable nation on the back of the neck.
“Merci.” France’s face was pressed into his neck, and one of Spain’s hands had somehow tangled in his hair, but he didn’t mind.
“It’s not a problem for the awesome me!” Prussia grinned, although he spoke more quietly than he would have normally. Spain chuckled quietly, and France’s sobs subsided a bit.
“Really though, thanks guys. I really don’t know what I’d have done without you...” France had pulled his face out of Prussia’s neck, and the other two nations were given a chance to see how awful he was looking.
Spain kissed his cheek gently, “Anytime, mi amigo.”
“Now that you’ve calmed down a bit, feel like telling us exactly what happened?” Prussia reached and ran a hand through France’s hair comfortingly.
France shook his head mutely, going back to hiding his face in Prussia’s neck as Spain sighed. Prussia sighed as well and patted the blond nation’s back.
“It’s okay, you don’t have to tell us. Are you hungry?” Spain nuzzled the side of France’s neck gently, winding his arms around so that he could turn France’s face enough that he could see it, “We should get you cleaned up and then we’ll get some food into you. Food always helps, no?”
France smiled wanly and reluctantly pulled away from Prussia, latching onto Spain’s hand as it was offered, “Food might be good... Not tomatoes though, and Gilbert isn’t allowed to cook.”
this part is turning out absurdly large, so my apologies >.< I'll get the notes on translations and stuff up once I've finished posting it... which could take a while...
“Frankreich? You okay?” He kept worried red eyes trained on the sobbing nation, but reached over to shake Spain awake, “Alles in ordnung.”
“Huh?” A sleepy inquiry from the other side of the bed made Prussia look up, “Nice to see you join us in the land of the living Antonio,” He smiled worriedly, gesturing to France, who was still sobbing, unresponsive to his inquiries or his touches.
Spain slowly wound his arms around the sobbing nation as well, pressing sleepy kisses to his head, “Estas bien, Francia.” He met Prussia’s eyes, slightly more awake, “How long?”
“I don’t know. I just woke up and he was like this… What should we do?” Prussia wasn’t enjoying seeing France so distraught, and he was hoping Spain would have a good suggestion. Otherwise they were both screwed.
“Maybe some food will cheer him up?” Spain shrugged hopelessly, “I really don’t know; and I don’t want to leave him here like this…”
France chose that moment to clutch the front of Prussia’s shirt desperately, sobs dying down slightly. Both nations looked down at him at that, Spain moving closer to press into his back.
“France?” Prussia felt hope as France nodded into his shirt in response.
“Ne partez pas…” It was quiet, but audible and Prussia shook his head vehemently.
“Of course we won’t leave you.”
“Nosotros nos quedaremos aquí, Francia.” Spain chimed in as well, kissing the vulnerable nation on the back of the neck.
“Merci.” France’s face was pressed into his neck, and one of Spain’s hands had somehow tangled in his hair, but he didn’t mind.
“It’s not a problem for the awesome me!” Prussia grinned, although he spoke more quietly than he would have normally. Spain chuckled quietly, and France’s sobs subsided a bit.
“Really though, thanks guys. I really don’t know what I’d have done without you...” France had pulled his face out of Prussia’s neck, and the other two nations were given a chance to see how awful he was looking.
Spain kissed his cheek gently, “Anytime, mi amigo.”
“Now that you’ve calmed down a bit, feel like telling us exactly what happened?” Prussia reached and ran a hand through France’s hair comfortingly.
France shook his head mutely, going back to hiding his face in Prussia’s neck as Spain sighed. Prussia sighed as well and patted the blond nation’s back.
“It’s okay, you don’t have to tell us. Are you hungry?” Spain nuzzled the side of France’s neck gently, winding his arms around so that he could turn France’s face enough that he could see it, “We should get you cleaned up and then we’ll get some food into you. Food always helps, no?”
France smiled wanly and reluctantly pulled away from Prussia, latching onto Spain’s hand as it was offered, “Food might be good... Not tomatoes though, and Gilbert isn’t allowed to cook.”
this part is turning out absurdly large, so my apologies >.< I'll get the notes on translations and stuff up once I've finished posting it... which could take a while...
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