Internationally Sharing 2. - Prussia x Reader.

Each night you called Gilbert, he would keep stalling his departure from Germany. You understood that he was busy, but home was still home. 

You flew to Germany to see him; to see what he was doing once and for all. Everyone around you spoke German, and was inspecting you like you were a foreigner. 

Somehow, you successfully sat down in an English tea shop and made a friend. "You seem to be lost, Miss." 

Your eyes snapped to the blonde haired man standing before you. "Just a bit. I'm looking for someone, but I don't know where they live." 

"Perhaps I would know?" You pulled out a photo of Gilbert as Arthur, the British owner nodded. "Do you know him?"

"He's one of our regulars around here." You let out a relaxed sigh. "Though I haven't seen him in weeks. He usually comes every once or twice a day for a cup of coffee or tea. I heard on television that he's a famous chemist now; perhaps he has found better coffee  elsewhere." 

"I doubt it, Mr. Kirkland. He is very loyal to one place once he knows he likes it." 

"Just Arthur would be wonderful, Ma'am." The Englishman replied. 

"I'm (Name)," you let out a hand to shake his. "Nice to meet you." 

"The pleasure is mine," Arthur went behind the counter once more as he brewed a fresh cup of tea to ease your troubles. "Have a good cup of tea. I'm sure you'll find him." 

The bells to the coffee shop rang. 

"Last night was good, wasn't it?" Whispery voices filled your ear. 

"Of course." A young woman's giggle was enough to tell you what exactly they meant. A smooch sound could be heard as you shook your head. Young kids these days. 

You turned around to identify the two. White hair, Prussian blue jacket. 

The man turned to reveal his red eyes. 

His arm was wrapped onto another girl. 

He... Gilbert was cheating on you all this time. 

"... Gilbert." 

The Prussian stopped in his track, facing you - face full of sorrow and remorse. Gilbert tried to approach you, but you backed away with each step. 

"You... Stay away from me!" 

"(Name)! I-" 

"I don't want to hear any excuses! You're... We're done for!" You ran out of the coffee shop as you hear Gilbert's heavy footsteps following closely behind you. You didn't stop running, but instead, picked up the pace. You didn't know where you were going, and how did you end up where you were. 

A wrist captured yours as the figure pulled you close against him. "(Name)! Please listen to me!" 

The Prussian saw you had slightly calmed down. 

"I had a one night stand with that chick," Gilbert declared. "I swear that it was because I could see you in her." 

"Don't play me, Gil. I heard your conversation well. Oh haha, how was last night? Really now!? You had to ask how it was when it was a one night stand!? What is this!? Refund if you're not satisfied with my service?!"

"No! No! It was my fault! It was because of the similarity that I kept going back to her; and it became so much of a habit." 

"So now you're a sex addict," you replied sarcastically. "Nice knowing. Your excuses are terribly stupid."

"(Name), I know saying I'm sorry a thousandth times won't do." 

"You had sex with another girl, Gil. How can I forgive you?" You shook your head. 

"I am sorry." 

"I've been internationally sharing a boyfriend for two weeks, or probably more." 

Disappointment grew all over you. "I know you might be angry at me, but just know I'm sorry. I-(Name), even if we are to break up, I have a favor to ask you."

"What is it?" 

"I want one last date." Tears began to stream down your eyes. The tears that you've been holding for too long.

"I wholeheartedly waited back at home for two months. Hoping you'd come home tomorrow and another tomorrow, yet you keep stalling your departure. I had a theory why, and my fears all came alive." You felt Gilbert's fingers wiping your tears away. "You broke my heart, Gilbert." 

The Prussian was also about to break down in tears. He felt like he betrayed you. He wanted to kill himself at shame.

"I can promise you the date." 

"I will promise to never see you again after the date." 

"Where will we go?" You asked, still being held in Gilbert's firm arms. 

"To a place you and I know well."