hetalia_kink | Hetalia kink meme part 27

Hetalia kink meme part 27

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(A/N: been a long time since I did this stuff so if I screw up somewhere I'm very sorry and I've never used dreamwidth before and it's 7am right now and I haven't slept yet. I've literally stopped writing so I can probably sleep, will continue next time I manage to write again)

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It was like God finally saw little Romano kneeling by the side of his bed, pointed at him, and said "Hey, that North Italy kid looks a little different tonight, but I love granting his wishes! So let's grant this unusually spiteful one."

And the next morning, Romano woke up to the divine smell of golden miracles in the air, and it wasn't to be greeted by his grandfather's scraggly beard scraping against his cheek; it was because his arm itched, and he woke up to scratch it, and he found his naked little brother curled around his arm with rivers of salty dried tears trailing down his stupid little naked face.

(His face was naked most of the time, but-- okay, seriously though, his brother was super naked, and Romano wasn't really much less naked, and it just seemed a little bit unsettling?)

Veneziano took to being flung across Romano's bedroom with much nonchalance, having grown used to being thrown to and fro. He quite possibly didn't even wake up, as he groaned slowly and mumbled unintelligibly from his place on Romano's laundry pile.

"What're you doing in here?" Romano asked. He found that getting angry first thing in the morning was an effective way to shake himself awake.

Veneziano mumbled a few more words. He didn't seem to be opening his mouth to say them. Romano scooted closer, dragging his blankets with him as he tried to catch the words. ". . . n. . . n' jpn. . . said nattu bather. . . a' ni'. . . ."

The fuck?

He was close enough now that it was easier just to reach over and grab his brother's head and ask him to his face-- and his thoughts ground to a halt when he felt fresh tears falling onto his palm.

Veneziano was actually upset. His whole face was swelled red and plump from wet tears rolling against dry tears. Romano swallowed his instinct to recoil from the sight. Veneziano, at finding himself exposed, started sobbing and wailing loudly.

"Veneziano, what's wrong with you?" Romano grabbed his shoulders firmly and managed to restrain himself to small tremors instead of violent shakes. "What happened? Who did this?"

Veneziano's crying stuttered to a halt as he tried to gather his breath to speak, and he hiccuped a few times. When he had the breath, he answered in rapidfire staccato. "Everything is wrong, from my clumsy feet to my empty empty head. I am amputated. Germany did this."

It was all nonsense except for the end. "What did Germany do to you?" Romano asked frantically. He clapped his hands all over his baby brother, suddenly glad they were naked, checking for wounds and bruises and fucking amputations? What?

No part of Veneziano had been amputated. God in fucking heaven. "What did Germany do?" Romano asked again, and he could feel his anger boiling back up, because this was yet again something to do with that damn potato head and Veneziano was talking stupid again and who could ever understand what he was really saying--

"Germany proposed. Marriage. To me."

Romano stared. Veneziano stared back.

"I told him no."

Unblinking.

"He cried. I cried. He ran away."

Cold.

"I may never see Germany again."

Veneziano's eyes slid out of focus. They were still out of focus when his head crashed down against the floor.

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The thing was, Romano couldn't shake that gnawing suspicion that he was to blame for all of this.

He pocketed his penlight and fussed with the sheets he'd neurotically tucked Veneziano into and put his face into his hands and sighed a long sigh. Veneziano did not have a concussion and Romano was the worst brother in recorded history.

He couldn't stop complaining about Germany last night. Spain had visited him and it was his turn to make dinner, and Spain had mentioned Austria in passing and that had set Romano off.

"Germans and sausage and potatoes and Germans! Suddenly the whole world is in love with Germans!" Romano had yelled into his pan. A small bubble of oil popped in his face in retaliation.

Spain's smile trickled down and away. "Ah, apologies. That was insensitive of me. Tell me what's wrong, Romano." He shifted his arms to rest his head against his palm.

"I shouldn't HAVE to tell anyone, it's staring everyone in the face!" Romano channeled some of his frustration into stirring his gnocchi, and Spain's eyes lazily followed it as parts of it left the pan and dramatically flew back in. "My brother all the time with this Germany this and Germany that! I am tired of hearing about it!"

Spain let out an impressed sound. "Your brother is in love with Germany? I hadn't heard."

Romano dropped the spoon into the pan and crossed his arms. "He's not-- well, he might--" Spain cocked his head in interest and Romano let out a nerve-wracked sigh. "I don't think he realizes that he's in love. I don't. . . I don't think he does it on purpose or anything. He probably doesn't even know that he talks about Germany so damn much."

"Ahhhh." Spain nodded thoughtfully. "You don't want your brother to love Germany, or you don't want him to talk about Germany?"

"I don't want him to love Germany!" Romano replied immediately. He turned off the stove and scooped out portions. "I- I mean. It doesn't matter to me. That idiot can love whoever he wants to, but that Germany has no right to take advantage of Veneziano's dumb personality to do whatever the hell he wants. He should steer clear."

Spain nodded and made agreeable sounds around a mouthful of gnocchi. "Your brother is lucky that you care about him so much," he said.

Romano speared his fork into his bowl and realized with rage that he had spent twenty minutes bent over a pan of his brother's potato gnocchi.

Spain, employing his lightning reflexes only in times such as this, covered his ears the second he noticed Romano's jaw clenching.

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(A/N: Sorry it's such a short part. Next part hopefully tomorrow or sometime soon. Hope you guys enjoyed it and I'll try to improve over time~ excuse me I'm going to try not to die now)

Anon this is wonderful so far! Thank you for taking the prompt and don't worry about it being short ~dramatic tension is always wonderful. Can't wait to read more.

a really nice beginning for an awesome request. Looking forward to the next part

Love it so far :) Can't wait to see more!

Great start! Please continue!

This is such a great idea and so well-written! I'm a sucker for big brother Romano.

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