~ Trigger warning: mentions of murder and suicide~
((it is a 2p! story))

As you walked down the sidewalk you felt despondent almost to the point of melancholy aching in your heart. You've been feeling this way for some time now, and weren't sure how to carry on from here. It had been so bad that you had attempted hanging yourself... but you were unable to do it. It was strange, you didn't want to feel like this, yet you didn't know how to cope anymore.

You knocked on the front door of your closest friend's house. Oliver Kirkland. You hadn't told him about your suicide attempts, you felt ashamed, but none the less you were going to him now.

You kept your head down as he answered the door.
"_____! Come in come in! I just finished a batch of cupcakes!"

You followed him into the kitchen. When he turned back around to face you he asked you the question you dreaded most. "So how have you been?"

You finally lifted your head, revealing your tear streaked face, with clenched teeth to keep from crying out loud.

"Poppet! What's wrong?!" He asked with his voice filled with concern, and worry.

"Oli-ver, I need your help." You choked.

"Yes, anything for you poppet!"

"Promise me!"

"Promise what?"

"That whatever I ask you to do, you'll do it."

"Anything poppet, I promise!"

"Oliver, I need you to kill me."

"..." The color drained from Oliver's face.

"I don't care if you turn me into cupcakes afterward, but I can't keep living like this, feeling so numb..." you started crying harder.

"... Poppet-?" Tears forming in his own eyes.

"I tried on my own, but I need your help." You say trying to regain composure.

"_____, I-I, why I don't know if-"

"Oliver, Please."

"Al-Alright poppet, come here." he croaked.

he sat down on a kitchen table chair, and patted his lap.

You sat down on his lap, mostly on his left leg, your back pressing against his chest. He brought the back of your head to rest on his shoulder. His hand trembled as he picked up the knife from the kitchen table and brought it to your exposed skin. The cold sharp blade being held to your soft delicate neck, sent goose bumps down your body.

This was is the last moments of your life, and all you could think about was Oliver. Maybe thats why you had chose him to finish the job.

You closed your eyes, sending a few tears rolling down your face.

His hand shaking as he tried to grip it firmer. A few tears escaping his eyes, running down his freckled cheeks, falling from his jaw, and landing on his pink sweater.

He suddenly throws the knife across the room, it landing far from sight.

"_____! I CAN'T!" he cries aloud, clutching your from, to make sure you don't go anywhere. As if, if he were to let go you would be gone in an instant.
"I love you!" He cried as he buried his face in your neck.

"Oliver-?" you whispered.

"Poppet, if you die I don't have any reason for my own life! I love you with all my heart, I love you more then I love my own body! I, I-I can't even bare the thought of having to live without you! Don't, don't... Please... I love you.~" His loud choking sobs grew into quiet whispering whimpers.

"Don't leave me please." he sniffled

"I love you too, Oliver... b-but, I'm broken... why would you love someone like me?"

"Were all broken poppet. That's why we are all here, to mend one another. It's not all that different... would you let me build you up, and would you be here for me when I need your help?"

"Oliver- I- I, Yes, I love you, s-so much."

You turn around in his lap to embrace him better. He moves his face from the crook of your neck to your face sweetly kissing your cheek, as he gently rubs his thumb on the opposite cheek, wiping lingering tears.

You give a small smile before rubbing your nose with his, then pecking his lips. He kisses back, just as sweet as his confections.

Your kisses grow longer and more passionate with every second.

As you thought to yourself, 'I may be broken, but I think I have finally found someone who will build me back up, and be there for me when I need them. Someone who loves me just as much as I love them.'

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Alright, so I'm working on a Germany x Reader, Prussia x Reader, and a Japan x Reader. Sorry for the long wait.