Bound by Destiny | COUNTRYHUMAN AU

Oh Germany...what have you done?

Poland and I broke eye contact as we looked at the newcomer. He was quite short, maybe 2 heads shorter than me? When I was young, I heard the term resting bitch face. It fitted this country pretty well. He blinked at us, seemingly uncaring that he was in a room with royals. "Who are you?" I broke the silence. "Singapore, Republic of Singapore. Year 5," his voice was clipped and curt as he looked at me with his ruby red eyes.

"And you are...?" Singapore tilted his head as he raised his eyebrow. Poland jumped in first as he extended a hand, "I'm Republic of Poland, you can call me Poland! Year 7." It kind of amazed me how Poland's emotions could change so fast. One second he could be glaring at me, the next, he was acting as sweet as honey. Singapore shook Poland's hand as he answered, "Nice to meet you. May we get along well." Poland smiled but I could tell it wasn't a true smile. It's not going to be a nice year with Germany around, his smile seemed to say. "Germany, Federal Republic of Germany. I...I'm in the same year as Poland," I shook Singapore's hand surprised at how light his grip was. It felt as if he wasn't too interested in actually knowing us and was doing it just to be polite. Or...he could be using it as a facade to hide how nervous he was around us. Or he's just scared of you, the little voice in my head chimed in unhelpfully. I frowned.

An awkward silence filled the room as Singapore's gaze kept flitting between me and Poland. We were standing in a circle, motionless. Poland kept looking at me and I made sure to not stare back at him. We must have stood here for a couple minutes just staring at one another. I felt as if Singapore was silently waiting for us to break the silence but was unwilling to do it himself. After what felt like eternity, I cleared my throat as I asked, "Shall we divide the place?"

"Anywhere far from you would be perfect," Poland muttered. I pretended to not hear him. After some back and forth with Singapore, we decided that Poland would take the makeshift room–really just part of the common space sectioned out using an artificial wall. Meanwhile, Singapore would take the bedroom part of the original floor plan. I would take the other makeshift room–the walk-in closet turned into a bedroom.

"Well, that settles it. Would any of you like to use the toilet first to wash up?" Singapore asked politely.

"I'll go first," Poland answered hurriedly as he rushed to collect his items. As if he was chased by lions, he entered the toilet and slammed the door shut. Singapore raised an eyebrow but said nothing as he picked up his luggage on the ground. "I'll be heading to my room first," he told me before entering his room, the door closing shut. I sighed as I brought my luggages into my own room. 

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I was the last to shower and by the time I did, it was already 10.30pm. Hurrying into the toilet, I could smell the soap that the previous occupants used. Locking the door, I quickly took off my clothes before giving myself a quick shower. The water was warm and I felt my tense muscles relax. I wanted to stay there forever. Unfortunately, I couldn't. When I was done, I wore my sleeping clothes before throwing my dirty clothes in the laundry basket with my name labelled on it. Then, I went to brush my teeth.

After I was done, I headed back to my room as I collapsed onto the bed. So soft...mmm. I was beginning to doze off when suddenly, I heard a knock on the connecting door between Singapore's and my room. Blinking sleep away from my eyes, I hurried over to open the door. Standing there was Singapore in blue pyjamas printed with some strange lion-fish hybrid.

"May I talk to you please Prince Germany?" he asked.

"Just Germany's fine. Please come in," I opened the door wider as Singapore shuffled in. He stood awkwardly in the centre of the room. Gone was the confidence he possessed when I first met him. After a few beats, Singapore began to speak. "I hope I wasn't disrupting your sleep. You see, I noticed you and Poland seem to have...ah, how do I say it? Mmm...not the best relationship."

"And how does this concern you?" I asked, my voice coming out harsher than I intended it to be. Singapore didn't flinch as he continued, "I'm your roommate and I think I have the right to know what's going on between you two so that I don't do anything to upset both parties."

"Whatever happens between me and Poland isn't any of your business."

"But there–"

"Please just keep your nose out of this okay!" I yelled. Singapore visibly flinched as he took a step back. A pang of regret struck my heart. "I..." the words got choked in my throat. Why...Germany...Why? Singapore swallowed as he bowed apologetically. "I apologise Prince Germany. I should not have been so nosy," he forced a smile onto his face, "I shall leave you to rest now. Good night." Before I could reply, he had already left.

Falling onto my bed, I began to hear the voices starting up. These voices...they were like my personal angel and devil. I liked to call them East and West since each of them faced that specific direction. East was the devil while West was the angel. "Why did you do that Germany? Look at what's going on now!" West scolded me. I heard a scoff before East retorted, "The boy had a reason! That stupid country was prying into our business!" But even as he said that, it didn't stop the thought that had creeped up on me. Singapore probably hates me now. The realisation dawned on me and guilt gnawed at my heart and mind incessantly.

East's voice softened as he said, "Don't feel so guilty Germany. That arschloch shouldn't have pried into our business with Poland." That didn't make me feel any better. Why was I so mean? "Germany, you should apologise now to Singapore," West advised. Yea...I should– "WHY SHOULD HE?! IT ISN'T HIS FAULT!" East's sudden increase in volume made my temples throb. The two began fighting which made me groan.

"Shut up!" I barked, rubbing my temples wearily, "Ich bin so fertig mit dieser Scheiße!" The voices quietened down and I sighed in relief. Finally some peace. But even without the two warring voices in my head, I found it hard to fall asleep. A combination of a terrible headache and the guilt I was carrying kept me wide awake. Toss, turn. Toss, turn. Toss, turn. Time ticked away as morning creeped up on me. Despite my fatigue, I just couldn't sleep. What if Singapore hates me now? What should I do? Why did I yell? No, it's his fault...no mine...ughhhh...my head hurts.

I must have eventually fallen asleep because the next thing I knew, my alarm clock was ringing loudly. Slamming a hand down onto the annoying machine, I begrudgingly got up. Why was the clock's alarm so loud? It was as if the school wanted to deafen students early in the morning. Grabbing my clothing for the school day and my toiletries, I shuffled to the bathroom to wash up.

*

"Oh, you're here as well," Singapore said, his tone indifferent towards me as I entered the bathroom.

"Yea," was my answer. We lapsed into silence, the only sounds produced were the sounds of water running and the bristles of the toothbrush scraping across my teeth. Singapore finished first and he quickly took off to his room. I sighed internally, half grateful and half resigned. I think he hates me now. "Well...you did snap at him," East chimed in unhelpfully. Oh great, the voices were back.

"Oh shut it East. Germany, you should apologise," West chided the devil in my mind. Yea...I should... Maybe it was the morning or maybe it was the extreme guilt I felt, whatever the case is, I had made up my mind. I would apologise to Singapore for my rudeness. All I could hope for was that, unlike Poland, he would accept it willingly. 

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Translations:

arschloch: asshole

Ich bin so fertig mit dieser Scheiße! :  I'm so done with this shit!

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A/N: Welp, here's another chapter! I don't know how much I'll be writing in the next few months because I have school writing to do and a writing competition that I'm joining. So we'll see. And I need to study. So yea. 

Special thanks to SPIthePRo and Dangoheart for reading this book and for voting plus commenting on it! Love ya!

Questions of the day/chapter: Who thinks Switerland is an adult? Or is the country a student here at the academy? 

Also, why is Singapore their roommate??? 

Okay bye y'all!