Random USUK drabble NON yaoi but can be seen that way
Sorta wrote it off …previous events that actually happened.
He watched him leave bag on shoulder in hand, ready to go visit Japan. It was just a usual visit why was he so worked up? He clenched his hands into fists by his side and forced a smile on his face, “H-Have a good time, America.”
America turned around and pushed his sunglasses up tilting his head, “Don’t worry so much, dude, I’ll call you.”
“R-Right, worry, I won’t. I promise.” Once again his feet just stayed there planted to the ground, his legs shaking and he actually felt tears prick his eyes.
“I-Ig? You ok?”
He was surprised, he actually sounded worried. Britain only tried to regain composure again and let out a snappy remark only to choke on it instead. He hated being alone ..if America left that meant he had to go back to his little island where he was isolated until someone cared enough to say hello. “I-I’m f-fine, America..r-really..” He swallowed and forced another smile out a few tears falling, he cursed each one as they slid down his face.
“B-Britain..y-you’re ..c-crying!” America stammered out wide eyed. “Dude are you ok?”
“O-Of course I bloody am, I’m just knackered ..a-and you are leaving after all..” He sighed as America hugged him, he reached up and clenched America’s shirt tightly. “I-I hate being alone..” He finally whispered.
“I know, dude, I know..b-but it’ll be ok! I’ll call and text you I promise..” Then he pulled away and Britain watched him walk off waving at him robotically.
As soon as America was out of sight, Britain dropped his head and just cried feeling a heaviness taking over his body and a wave of loneliness following it. A few minutes later he stood up silently and just started to trudge back home…maybe he’d take the long flight today he had no one to get back for after all..
He watched him leave bag on shoulder in hand, ready to go visit Japan. It was just a usual visit why was he so worked up? He clenched his hands into fists by his side and forced a smile on his face, “H-Have a good time, America.”
America turned around and pushed his sunglasses up tilting his head, “Don’t worry so much, dude, I’ll call you.”
“R-Right, worry, I won’t. I promise.” Once again his feet just stayed there planted to the ground, his legs shaking and he actually felt tears prick his eyes.
“I-Ig? You ok?”
He was surprised, he actually sounded worried. Britain only tried to regain composure again and let out a snappy remark only to choke on it instead. He hated being alone ..if America left that meant he had to go back to his little island where he was isolated until someone cared enough to say hello. “I-I’m f-fine, America..r-really..” He swallowed and forced another smile out a few tears falling, he cursed each one as they slid down his face.
“B-Britain..y-you’re ..c-crying!” America stammered out wide eyed. “Dude are you ok?”
“O-Of course I bloody am, I’m just knackered ..a-and you are leaving after all..” He sighed as America hugged him, he reached up and clenched America’s shirt tightly. “I-I hate being alone..” He finally whispered.
“I know, dude, I know..b-but it’ll be ok! I’ll call and text you I promise..” Then he pulled away and Britain watched him walk off waving at him robotically.
As soon as America was out of sight, Britain dropped his head and just cried feeling a heaviness taking over his body and a wave of loneliness following it. A few minutes later he stood up silently and just started to trudge back home…maybe he’d take the long flight today he had no one to get back for after all..