「.*☆SOVBRIT ONESHOTS☆*.」

【born, live , die together🥀】

Straight into this one , I'm finally doing an angst, and I have a fluff draft, but it won't be out for a good while, I think . my phone has built-in Grammarly, and it's kicking my arse rn .

———No one's pov:

Soviet and United Kingdom. 

Two completely different countries .Two completely different cultures  , and two completely different people . And yet they fell in love . And so very, very hard .
Their relationship , once exposed shorty after the end of World War two , was frowned upon by many . Due to most not trusting ussr with uks heart . Thinking he would take advantage of their newfound attraction . 

After many yells and tears and arguments , their families learnt to live with each other . America finally came to terms with his father's sexuality and Russia learning not to sucker-punch America every other day.

Some wondered how this all started . In all honesty , it started when they were babies.  How their fathers (british and russian Empire) would arrange meetings , go along their political duties and treaties with one another , and leave their children to their own devises,  ever since childhood they were together,  they loved each other then , and still now. They had finally built a life . Moulded around their love for the other .

If anyone ever wondered if soulmates existed , every country (except for America for petty reasons )would simply show them soviet and UK , they truly were the epitome of happiness . Even Soviet , the presumably cold and heartless union . Would melt upon seeing his lover . Uk , the sophisticated , gore obsessed psychopath he is , swooned on Soviets every action and word.

But this wouldn't last . It was never meant to last . By 1989 , Soviet fell ill . For the coming months , his health would only deteriorate - to the surprise on other countries - it soon became evident he wouldn't be getting better . No matter the medication , the prescription , the allied help . He would only get weaker and weaker as time went on .

This was clearly a strenuous time to Soviets children . Russia grew into an insomniac ,alas, he moved back  in with his father and uk , along with Belarus,  Ukraine, Kazakhstan, and Kyrgyzstan.  In efforts of being near their dad before his unpredictable passing .

Uk and Soviets children had become very close , as if they were his biological children . He comforted and coddled the adults as if they were kids , wiping their tears while they cried . Uk , too , suffered from learning of ussr's condition . Becoming a shell of who he ince was , he locked himself away with Soviet.  Not caring if he caught this illness . He just wanted to be with him .

3 years later . 1991 . December 25th . At 21:54 p.m., military time .

They past 3 years were one of relative peace . Uk and Soviet enjoy their final moments together . The very sight of the two was too much  for many countries to take . To see these lovers , intertwined together , soon be broken by sickness . Despite uks children trying to take him away from ussr, a collaborated depiction to begin mourning and moving on . Uk refused . Adamant of staying by his husbands side to the very last second of his life to hold him .

The time finally came . Soviet lying on the bed , his eyes dull and breathing slow as he looked at the ceiling . Thinking of his life choices . Of every gruesome act he committed,  every war crime , every life he took or ruined . Every lover he screwed over , every coin toss he made and wondered if his condition would be different if he landed on heads instead of tails . Just then, uk walked in . A pile of letters in his hands that he set on the table beside their bed . As he crawled into the covers and placed a gentle kiss on his lovers cheek . 
"Hello love .." UK whispers quietly in Soviets ear . Continuing to pepper kisses along his husbands face as gently as he could , Soviet brought a hand to the uks cheek . A smile creeping onto his lips
"Dove ." He spoke weakly
"Yes, dear ?"
"I think this is the night .." He said this phrase slowly , looking into uks eyes .

All uk did was get up , leave the room and come back with a small tray , with a  cup of water and 4 small orange pills , setting g them on his lap as he looked at soviet once more , handing him one pill
"Are u sure, darling ?" He says gently."You think you'll die tonight .."
"..yes , it's my time ... im sorry to leave you . "
"..its fine . I'll always be with you.no matter what, I'll always be your man, and you'll always be mine ."
With that, he took his pill , sipping a nounth full of the water and leaning down once more to kiss Soviet.  Alowing the water to swish between their tongues as they took both pills .

Finally, uk layed on his husbands chest , their breathing synchronised . Soviet laying his shaking hand on his spouses waist to hug him closer . They kissed away each others quiet tears . Their nails dig  into each others skin .
Ussr -"i-im so sorry my dove .. i dont want to leave you. "
Uk -"No, no , no , no, it's fine . You won't be alone dear, I'll go with you. "
Ussr -"... w-what .."
Uk -"..you didn't really think i could live without you, darling . To spend a day knowing you're not here with me "

They lied in their peace,  their bodies slumped on each other. As they looked into each others eyes.  Cherishing their last moments . The pills , one's Soviet had thought was his medication , slowly coursed throught their blood .
The stack of notes on the side was an arrangement of uks suicide notes.  And Soviets final regards .

And together , their souls slowly drifted away from their bodies , leaving to roam their world and watch over their loved ones . Their bodies limp , waiting to be discovered the next morning .

—————END:

it's been a while but oh well .
Did I make your heart hurt .. yes? Good ...goooooooddddd

Anyhow, total word count-(1011)

BYE MY LIL COMMIES 💗💗💗💗💗