short drabble

warning: angst?

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You where his friend. His very, very awesome friend.

Each night, when Gilbert couldn't sleep, you would always be there for him, listening to his rants and rambles as the night slowly dragged on. In the mornings, he would feel refreshed, and much better than the night before. Soon enough, you where his world. All he could think about was you. How you helped him. How you stood by him, night by night, soothing him and his troubles.

Soon, he started referring to you as "Mein Awesome Friend". Ludwig had no idea who you where. In an effort to let his younger brother meet you, he set up a call.

On the first second you picked up, his eyes lit up. Ludwig, still confused, asked who you where. "Name's (Y/n)!" Chirped the female, waving at the camera. "I am from the Great Big U.S.A! Guten Tag!"

Soon, his brother got to know him as well. Along with that, he completely trusted you. Gilbert felt great.

"Mein awesome friend is- well- AWESOME!" Gilbert would always say to you, day or night. You where happy that you where able to make use of yourself unlike before.

One night, you wheren't as talkative as before. "Maus?" He asked. "What's wrong?" You sighed.

"Sorry Gil," murmured you. "I can't."

"Can't what?" Said the confused Prussian. "I can't.. Love you, dammit!"

"You did?" He was confused. "But Maus, why tell me now?" He was worried. Usually, you would never admit to these kinds of things.

"My mom," you admit finally, "She... Well... Let's just say I wont be able to talk to you anymore."

"Why not? What did your mom do?" His voice escalated. Mein Awesome Friend was leaving the Awesome Preußen? What did she mean by that?

Silence.

Maus ended the call.

Prussia panicked. He kept on texting. And texting. And texting. And calling. And calling.

But of course, you didn't answer.

He would try again tomorrow.

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The Prussian was walking on the street, hands in pockets, earbuds in. He shut himself out of the world he lived in, refusing to do even the simplest of tasks that brought him outside. Now, grudgingly, he went out shopping for more beer for him and Ludwig to drink. In doing so, he bumped into a person.

"Ah, my apologies!" They quickly say in German. The albino's eyes widen, and he jerks his head up. "M...Maus?"

The girl looks at the Prussian, blinking. "Who's Maus?" She asked, eyes sparkling with innocence.

"You."

"I don't know what you're talking about." She says, before someone calls out to her. "Ah! I forgot!"

Running over to the man, she pecks him on the cheek. Instantly, his heart breaks. "I'm (Y/n) and this is my girlfriend, (Gf/n)!" (Gf/n) smiles softly. "Hallo, it's nice to meet you!"

"H..Hallo. It...It's nice to m...meet you, too." He stutters, holding back his tears. "Hey, babe, we should go!" Says the shorter female, wrapping her arms around the other. "Of course!" To Gilbert, she smiles. "Apologies, she tends to be... Rather quirky and can't focus on other things."

As their figures move away, the Prussian, unable to finish his task, runs away to home, slamming the door shut. His body melts to the floor, shaking.

"Gilbert?" Says Ludwig, looking over his shoulder on the couch. "Home early?"

Gilbert doesn't reply. "H...How long West? How long as it been since I've talked to 'Mein Awesome Friend'?"

"Hm? About 6 years." Gilbert looks go his hands, tears falling. "Why?"

"M..Maus... She..." Ludwig's eyes widen, getting off the couch. He makes his way towards the shaking Prussian, pulling him into a hug. "I'm so sorry, Gil." This didn't ease his pain, his suffering. How long was he waiting for her? 6 years? It's been too long.

She forgot. She forgot who he was.

The one he loved.

His awesome friend.