towerofanimus | What goes BUMP in the night

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What goes BUMP in the night

Characters: Prussia and Hungary/ open
Setting: In the darkened corridors of the dorms
Format: Prose?
Summary: The power's gone out, so Prussia is scouting to try to find out why this is.
Warnings: TBA

After the power had gone out, and had been out for longer than a few hours Prussia had given up on waiting around in his room and speculating on what had gone wrong in the tower. But once he was out in the hallways, armed with his sword, was when the sense of foreboding started in. It wasn't the dark that had him worried, he'd grown through the centuries where campfires were the only source of light and being in the dark was more than just a literal sense of the word. It was the movement he'd noticed in the shadows, vague humanoid shapes that'd vanish when he'd turn to peer into the murky darkness. Yet he swore he knew the silhouette of the figures that disappeared.

What had disturbed him more had been the voices that he'd sworn he'd heard calling his name and whispering close to him. Brandishing his sword he looked around into the darkness, this was much too strange for him.

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"Guess you'll just have to find that out on your own." He smirked and stilled when he felt her wrap the blanket around him. He hadn't been expecting that, nor her huff which he knew was her sounding concerned.

"You know me, I sneeze and get cold easily. It's why I wear so many layers other than the fact that I burn almost as soon as I go outside." he wasn't impressed about the last part. He remembered the one time Hungary had talked him into visitng Greece back when they were still on friendly terms. It had not been what Gilbert remembered as a fun trip after his terrible sunburn. After that he vowed to stick to more moderate climates with a lot of shade and a bucket of sunscreen.

"...but thanks." not knowing what else to do he gave her another hug.

"You're just a mess." She teased with a shake of her head before tilting it barely so she could nuzzle her cheek to the fluffy bird on her shoulder. "You never tan either. You just...burn. I've never seen you so pink though. It was rather funny." With the memory, she giggled quietly and tucked the blanket around him.

Once that was done, she went back to stroking his hair while she leaned back to the wall, carefully moving her legs out from under her to rest on either of his sides so he could lay on her and she wouldn't lose feeling in them. "Comfortable?"

He smirked and sighed, leaning against her. "One hot mess, and you know it and that wasn't funny, you know how much fucking pain I was in? I couldn't wear clothes it hurt so badly." he grumbled the rememberance of that had not been entertaining. Not in the slightest.

"Oddly, very comfortable. Your chests nice, like a pillow." he muttered, he knew he was pushing it but Liz seemed to be in a good mood so he was going to poke the boundaries and see if she'd poke back. In a way he liked when she teased him and he was glad there was someone he could actually do that with that wouldn't bring down half of the UN on his head.

"I don't think I've seen you cry so much." She smirked at the memory while she glanced down at his figure in the dark. Thankfully he was light enough that she would be able to see him with the faintest of lights.

Hearing that though, about her chest, Hungary flushed and slapped the back of his head with a grumble before stroking gently at the spot she hit. "Lookit that...my hand slipped."

"Shut up, it hurt okay? And I was small." he grumbled. He hadn't been that small, maybe a young teen but it still it had hurt quite a bit.

He grunted and pressed his head more into her chest when she smacked him.

"Bullshit your hand slipped. Do that again and I'll grope you." he muttered as a threat.

Flushing just a bit more and rather grateful for the dark, Hungary huffed and gripped his hair a little strongly along the back of his head. "Do it and I'll break that other wrist of yours." She growled despite the redness of her face.

"It was nice having you so tame so...don't ruin it right now by being yourself."

"Mmmm, how did you know I liked having my hair pulled? But if you break my other wrist I wont be able to do anything and then you'll have to look after me." he smirked, teasing her but didn't make any movements to backup his idle threats.

aOIJSFSadjoai Came the mental keysmash as she flustered all the more and smooshed her hands on his face. "Don't make such ridiculous sounds." She huffed towards him before leaning back against wall heavily with a sigh and grumble. "Go back to behaving already or this will be a long night."

"You're enjoying it, Liz." he mumbled and nipped her fingers for smushing them against his face. "Course I could make that noise again, if you're going to pull my hair and we're already so nice and comfy it'd be a waste." He knew he was being an ass but his tone was light and teasing, unlike it usually was. He blamed exhaustion and being pressed up against a warm, soft body.

Being the perverted nation she was, she really wouldn't of minded sex given that it was dark, they wouldn't see one another really. More like he wouldn't see her... Shaking her head from thoughts, she looked back down at his figure and decided to make him uncomfortable. The best way she knew how to do that, was to lean down and nip his ear lobe.

"Uh... what are you doing?" Her nipping his ear had been extremely unexpected, extremely. To the extent that he froze in place despite nice and cruel things that mouth was doing to his ear.

Good. She got him to freeze and halt his actions. She continued to nip his ear and drag her tongue along the shell of his lobe before she murmured in a low tone for only him to hear. "Now behave."

"...You are the worst kind of person." he muttered, only half able to stop the shiver at the touch of her tongue on his ear. "If you're going to do that again I might keep this up." he smirked, two could play at this game, and it was a game he was very good at thankfully.

Scoffing, she just shook her head and dropped a kiss to his forehead before leaning her head back against the wall. "Just go to sleep. If we keep it up we're just going to have sex and try to see who would outlast one another. I think this is hardly the time for something so ridiculous."

"You say that like it's a bad thing. We're stuck in the dark, for an extended period of time, it's cold and there are creepy things in the hallway preventing us from leaving...seems like a fantastic idea to me." he rolled his eyes and didn't move from where he was lying on her.

He knew Hungary was a huge pervert even if she tried to cover it up by being ladylike. Maybe he could coax her into sleeping with him, after all it was dark enough that he could just barely make her sihouette out in the dark.

Becoming more flustered, Hungary snagged his nose between her index and middle finger and squeezed tight. People having sex to help relieve tension in a dark and dire situation where they weren't even sure if they'd come out of it? People would sex for less.

"Don't be an idiot." She huffed before releasing his nose with a small growl as she glanced away again in the dark. Thank God there wasn't a hint of light or else she'd be glowing like a red glow worm. "You have enough partners without adding me to your list."

"Ow, ow, dammit. You're always so fucking violent. Christ." he rubbed the bridge of his abused nose and glared at her general direction. "I'd say you've slept with more people than I ever have," he grumbled then had an inner revelation.

"You completely want to sleep with me don't you Liz?"

"Oh please. I've only slept with Austria. Mongolia and Turkey were completely against my will and DO NOT count." She barked before her voice caught in her throat and she sputtered just a bit.

"Don't be ridiculous! You're my childhood friend and you thought I was a man! It would be too weird and you know it. Why ruin what fragile friendship we have by adding another element of intimacy that would just...make it awkward? There's too much at risk." Their friendship was already hanging on a thread; if they ended up having sexy it could just risk snapping that thread and her losing him all together to the awkwardness.

"Yea, give us more issues." he muttered and gave up any attempts of pushing it further. What was unsaid was that it would give her more fodder against him in their fights. He didn't hate Liz, but he also didn't understand her constant need to keep him away from her. It made no sense, and maybe they had just changed as people but at times it threw him off so badly he didn't know exactly how to pull himself out of the situation.

"Liz, why when I say nice things to you, you shoot me down? If you really wanted me as a friend then I don't think you'd say the shit you do when I actually try."

"You do know you giving me backhanded compliments doesn't count as 'trying'." She said flatly. "You being sincere is still new after how many years of you saying things against me and God knows what you tell France and Spain during your 'boy's outing'."

"Look, that's trying for me alright, would you rather I just insult you the entire time?" he nearly growled but instead just sounded irritated. "I said things against you because you ran off with that pansy Austria and I didn't talk to you for nearly a century only to see that he'd given you everythign you could have ever wanted. Clothes, jewlery, mansions. Yea, can't compete with that. Not to mention you ran off when I was still figuring out how the fuck to talk to a girl." he sighed, ducking his head down having a feeling she was going to punch him.

"And when I'm with the guys, unlike what most nations think, we rarely talk about other nations or girls we know when we're out drinking."

Blinking for a moment, there was something that she really didn't understand. "Why- would running off with Austria even mean that much to you." She asked with a quirked eyebrow. "Why would you be angry that he could give me those things?"

"Nothing, forget it." he said, finally shutting up for once the entire evening. He'd let his mouth run and said too much. "Austria's a pansy, don't know why you decided to try to be domestic for his cake-munching, piano playing ass."

She recognized that pattern of his. Insulting others to make himself to sort of- feel better. Or at least to give himself confidence in the moment of things he didn't- really know about. Frowning, she grabbed his nose again and pulled his head up so they were practically face to face. "Nothing my ass. Spill it, Gilbert."

"OW, fuck off you violent woman!" he hissed and pressed his elbow into her thigh in retaliation for abusing his nose. He was not going to explain himself unless she was going to force it out of him with more than a little pain.

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