hetalia_kink | Hetalia Kink meme part 15

When Germany re-appeared the next Saturday, he was carrying a big fir tree. Prussia jumped like a string from his spot on the couch when he saw it. He had always loved Christmas and all the traditions that came along the winter hollidays, it made him look and feel like a little kid.

-” Wow! You picked a big one this year, West!” He turned around the tree to inspect it. “ That's awesome” He grinned and helped Germany carry the imposing tree in the living room.

The Prussian's enthusiasm made Germany smile. He liked Christmas mostly because it never failed to make Gilbert happy and Ludwig loved to see him like that.

Once the tree was stable in his usual spot, the corner of the living room next to the couch, Gilbert ran upstairs to fetch the decorations. They had like, tons of them, so much that they wouldn't all fit on the tree, as big as it was. And still, they used to buy some more every year.

. It wasn't a problem though, the decorations which wouldn't fit on the tree would be used to decorate the rest of the house. At the end, every room in the house would have a Christmas atmosphere, even Gilbird had his own little red Christmas hat.

Germany and Prussia spent a good two hours decorating the tree and the house together. Ludwig worked as usual, with method and concentration. He hooked the little decorations in the tree until their number was perfectly balanced on every side of it, the garlands were wrapped around the tree at even distance one of the others and each bulb on the light garland was tested carefully before placement.
.
Gilbert was just happy to put the decorations wherever he saw fit, and he was having a lot of fun with that. His pet bird perched on the tv and watched the Germans go about their business, wondering what all that agitation was about. The three dogs huddled together on the carpet were lazily watching with equal disinterest; It didn't matter to them if their masters were strange humans as long as they took care of them, fed them and petted them from time to time.

When West was done with his part, Gilbert came for the traditional Christmas tree inspection. He studied the decorated fir tree with critical eyes and re-arranged some garlands, moved a few baubles and smothered some branches into a more natural position. Eventually, he stepped back and admired their work.

-” That's perfect, West!”

Germany looked at the tree and nodded. “ Yes, that's a good work”

Gilbert couldn't help it, he clapped his hands together. “ Only one week before Christmas, I can't wait! Hey, West! For Christmas eve, I have a few idea of food we could prepare!”

He escaped in the kitchen a moment and came back with a cooking book that was obviously brand new, not noticing the blond german's awkward expression yet.
“ Here, look at this, it look really delicious! Can we try that? I'll do it myself if you want”

Germany cleared his throat and when Prussia looked at his face, he knew already that he wouldn't like whatever his brother was about to say.

“ Hm about Christmas eve...um...”

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Later that evening, Germany's car pulled up in front of a place Prussia didn't know about. He had thought, for some reason, that Ludwig would take him to a 'special' place with sexy maids, half-naked men or something kinky like that.
He was surprised though, when he found out that the bar they entered was a normal one. It was a nice place, not too small, not too big, with a dozen of tables and a long bar in front of which were aligned comfortable-looking stools. Next to the bar, there was a stage that was empty for the time being. apart from all that, the place was nothing special.

West's expensive presents had made him hope for more but he brushed his slight disappointment away, thinking like that was too un-awesome for him. He was glad that Germany had given up his exuberances, it was far better like that.

Gilbert spotted two empty stools at the bar and started walking toward them but Germany stopped him and led him to one of the tables instead.

-” I was told this is the best spot” He explained. Gilbert wanted to ask what was so special about that table but he didn't get to open his mouth to speak before West left him there and went to the bar.
Germany talked with the bar tender, a bit too much for Gilbert's liking, then came back to their table with two mugs of beer.

He looked tense, Prussia noticed. He didn't like it when West was like that, this called for a boring and/or awkward evening, which was missing the point of their traditional 'chill out Saturday nights'.

-” So? What do you think about this place?” Ludwig asked with a smile once he had seated himself in front of Gilbert.

The albino wanted to shrug and he almost did, but he took hold of his mug instead. “ It's okay...As long as the beer's good” He sipped from his drink. The beer was okay, but it was nothing special either.

-” I like the beer more at our usual place.”

-” Me too” Germany admitted. “ But I wanted to try something different.” His eyes shifted suddenly, as if he had spotted something or someone. Intrigued by the sudden change in his brother's expression, Prussia followed Germany's gaze and saw nothing worth staring at.
-” What...?” He started but Ludwig stood up, trying to be nonchalant but failing. “ I need to use the bathroom” He declared then left Gilbert alone.

The Prussian's gaze followed his brother's retreating back a moment, then he actually shrugged and went back to his beer.

Minutes tickled by and Germany was seemingly taking his time. “ What the hell is he doing?” Prussia wondered out loud (even though no one paid attention) “ must be constipated or something..Would not be that surprising.” he mumbled to himself, the lower parts of his face hidden in the beer mug.

All the people in the bar suddenly looked in the same direction and Prussia realized only a moment later that the stage was now enlightened. He, too, looked toward it, he had nothing else to do anyway and, hell, he was bored already.

The heavy dusty-looking curtain opened, a few musicians came on stage followed by a tall man and..

No!

Was it too late to run away? Prussia wondered and stared with dread as his brother walked on the stage and sat behind a drum kit. He looked away from him, blushing in embarrass. One of the musician, the one with the guitar, caught his eyes.

I'm going to murder him! Prussia gritted his teeth and glared at France who replied to him with a charming smile. Gilbert drew in a long breath and observed the other musicians. It didn't came as a surprise when he found out that he knew them ALL!

The violin was Italy, the boy beamed at him as their eyes met. The piano- oh Gott please, not him!- was no other than Austria. Certainly West had paid him MUCH so the stingy man accepted to do such a thing. Violet orbs eyed him arrogantly from behind glasses, Gilbert wanted to die, kill West first, then crawl in a hole and die.

A microphone was placed in front of Germany and, with a small gesture from him, the music started.

Gilbert had his head buried in his hands. He was more than aware that everybody in the bar was having a great time laughing their ass off out of his misery, or pitying him, which was even worse.

Just as he thought that things couldn't become more humiliating for him, Germany...

...Started to sing.

“Many guys have come to you ( Prussia grimaced, what the hell was that song about?! And why wasn't it even German?!)
With a line that wasn't true
And you passed them by”.
Italy and France repeated the last line in chorus.
Prussia groaned loudly, it was an old retarded song that was sung for lovestruck teenagers during an era he rather not think about. ( The only thing he knew was that no love song had reached him then)

“Now you are in the centre ring
And their lines don't mean a thing
why don't you let me try?”
Italy and France: “Let me try”. Prussia face-palmed

Allright, West had a nice voice and, knowing his temper, he had certainly rehearsed this show hard in order to make it as perfect as possible. But? to Gilbert, it was simply too much.

“Now I don't have a diamond ring ( Prussia: Thank gott!)
I don't even have a song to sing ( Prussia: Yes you have and you should not have bothered)

All I know is..”.

France, Italy and Germany started singing together and for the first time in all History, ( this would definitively be the last time too) Prussia felt a tiny ping of compassion for Austria who was suddenly looking like he had eaten his frill and was about to choke on it.

“La la la la la la la la
means I love you
Oh baby please now
Oh baby
La la la la la la
means I love you”

Prussia wanted it over as soon as possible. He was well aware that sky-blue eyes were looking at him hopefully, but he couldn't look at his brother's eyes then, he just..couldn't.

“If I ever saw a man
That I needed in this world
you are the one for me”
(Italy and France: “One for meee” )

“Let me hold you in my arms
Man, and thrill you with my charms Gilbert sighed: “I rather you don't do that..please!”
I'm sure you will see”
( Italy and France: “ You will seee”)

“The things I'm sayin' are true
and the way I explain it to you... ( Prussia: “….Really suck!”)
Listen to me!”

La La La La La La
means I love youuuu”

Germany, who had to be perfectionist in everything, even in his disastrous ideas, suddenly stood up from behind his drum, hoped down the stage with his mike, and kept singing while walking toward Gilbert who, more than ever, wanted to escape to another dimension.

“La La La La La La
Oh I love you!!!

Oh you have to understand now

La La La La La La
means I love you

Come on and take my hand”.

It stopped, thank Gott, it finally stopped. The crowd cheered and Gilbert was certain that they had loved his humiliation more than anything else.
Gilbert lifted his head to see Ludwig smiling down at him, face red and sweat sticking a few of his blond bangs to his forehead.

-” Did you like it?”

He dared to ask! How could he even dare to ask? Gilbert wondered, eyes wide.

-” West...Try to have fun tonight because, once we'll be back home, you'll be dead!” He said with a most serious glare. Germany laughed, obviously taking the threat as a joke.
He sat back in his seat and tried to slick his hair back to no avail. “ I thought you would have liked it, you usually like grandiose things”

-” That was not grandiose, West. A big parade with flags, uniforms, horses, chained prisoners and battle drums accompanying a ferocious army tearing through a conquered country is grandiose! This..It was just...So humiliating”

-” Sorry...” Germany said sheepishly. He looked so pathetic that Gilbert decided to soften a little. Okay, this had been one of the most ridiculous thing he had experienced in his life, but Ludwig had tried hard just for him so..

-” It's okay...I'll spare you this time. But please, quit with the show now, West, I don't need any of this. ”

-” Does it mean you believe me now?”

Prussia's amused grin morphed into a smaller, far less playful, smile.

“ No, West. On the contrary, more than ever, I think you are fooling yourself completely! You are taking this up as a challenge, and I know that you won't give up because you're so stubborn you'd make the world stop turning. But I don't think that you really are 'in love' like you pretend to be. Remember how you thought that you loved Ita-chan? Well, you're doing the same mistake again”

-” It's not true, it's not the same. What I feel for you is different”

-” Of course, I'm your brother!”

-” Does incest gross you out?” Ludwig asked.

Prussia sighed and leaned back in his chair. “ No, I don't give a fuck. Actually I think you are hot and I wouldn't mind if you wanted to nail me to the bed”

Germany frowned at the crudeness of the words. Prussia went on.

“ But love...That's something else. I don't think you really know what love is, West.”

Germany stood up abruptly, blue flames of rage or hurt -Prussia wasn't sure- flaring in his eyes.

-” You know,” He tried to speak calmly and steadily. “ You could have just said that you were not interested.” Germany glared at Prussia and the air between them became so dense that it was hard to breath.

Gilbert glared back. He wanted to tell him that it wasn't true, because it really wasn't, but it would have made things even more complicated.

Ludwig stared at him a moment longer then left, defeated.

They were stubborn, both of them, they would stand their ground until they would get what they wanted. Prussia was convinced that his brother didn't really know what he really wanted and that was the problem here.

He knew that, most probably, people would think he was stupid for not falling on his knees in front of that handsome man who seemed to love him so much.
He had sent jets write a love confession in the sky for him, had covered him in flowers and gifts and had rented a bar and a whole bunch of talented musicians to serenade him. No, they would not understand why he didn't fall for all this.

He was simply not as superficial as he seemed to be.

A small explanation, a little talk, it was all he had wanted from West. If the usually stoic blonde had taken a little of his precious time to stay with him a moment and explain his feelings to him with honest words, it would have been so much better, so much more true than all this.

The only problem was that, if West had plenty money to spent in supposedly grandiose things, he had unfortunately no time to spare for his brother.

( _{Author!anon must be cruel. sorry ^^; no worries though, the happy end is coming soon)}

*pokes in*
Um, just a note, using honorifics like 'Ita-chan' with a nation that isn't Japanese tends to come off as weird. I ADORE your story, anon, but just a small note.

_{You are right, anon! I usually hate that too. Im sorry}

Slight confusion with the parts, but that wasn't really a problem since you could see the all the subject titles since they needed to be expanded~ :)

But sdhfsldfsdf! Oh Gilbert... Oh Ludwig
My heart goes out to the both of them /can'ts help but get a bit teary

I am absolutely adoring this fill right now. I cannot wait for more yet at the same time don't want it to end! ;A;

:'D Awww thank you anon! I feel the same, I'm exited at the idea to write the final part, but I am having too much fun with this and doesn't want it to end.

( _{<.<; ;>.> no one saw that, right?})

-”What?” Gilbert's smile faltered a little.

-” The chancellor want me to go to that conference about new technology in Japan and I...I...The conference lasts until the 26th of December...So...”

Prussia's smile dropped completely. He looked down and sighed loudly. “ Okay, West, I get it. You won't be there for Christmas.”

-” I'm afraid it won't be possible, I'm sorry East” He placed a hand on his arm and squeezed a little. “ I would have loved to spend Christmas here with you, but it's an order...You understand..I can't.”

Prussia pouted. He was more disappointed than angry though. It wasn't as if Germany could disobey a direct order after all. “ I understand, it's okay...I'll spend Christmas with France and Spain then, if their Italian lovers allow me around...”

Germany wanted to comfort Gilbert but he didn't know what to say, so he pulled his brother in his arms, all stiff and awkward. “ I'm really sorry”

Prussia tensed a moment, he hadn't been hugged by his brother for ages and last time Germany certainly had been much smaller than him. West was a few centimetres bigger than he himself was now, and Prussia's nose found itself in level where Germany's neck, right below his ear.
Gilbert sighed, closed his eyes and, just for a short moment, allowed himself to breath in his brother's smell.

West smelled like warmth and ginger bread and home and Gilbert had to resist the urge to nuzzles him and bask into his scent even though he loved it.
He willed the blush away from his cheeks and pulled out of the hug. “ Don't worry, West, I'll be fine. You gotta do what you have to.”

Ludwig remained silent a moment, but Gilbert could see that he had something to say, so he waited patiently.

-” Would you like to go out tonight?” Germany eventually asked.

-” Sure” Prussia shrugged. A simple Saturday outing wouldn't make it for a lonely Christmas, but it was still better than nothing. “ The usual place?”

Germany had a little mysterious smile. “ No, for tonight, I've thought of something different.”

Prussia lifted a brow in curiosity.

"And still, they used to buy some more every year." That was so cute ;___;

Also, I saw that de-anon, but it's alright *wink* it's our little secret ;D

Awesome, I can't wait for more, but I feel so sorry for Lud... *sniff*

ATTENTION: READ PART 16/? FIRST!!!!

orz I dunno what I've been doing >.<

*pats* Don't fret anon :)
You put up enough warnings to see how it goes ^^

And your latest? You're breaking my heart! I was giggling so much at Ludwig singing and embarrassing Gilbert to no end but when he rejected him.. Gah, my heart took a plunge! ;_____;!

I'm sorry *hugs* I will stop torturing them soon, I promise

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