Prussia x Reader- Silence

Prussia x Reader- Silence

    'I know it's too late to say this, but I miss you. Your smile, your eyes, your perverted jokes that somehow made me laugh, your cute German accent, and how you went on and on, day after day about how awesome you were. I miss the time when laughter filled every single one of my days since you came into my life. We fought a few times, but we always made up in the end.
    It's been a while since we last spoke, since I last saw you or heard from you. All this time, I've been hoping every day that you'd come back. Every day, I stare at the front door, waiting for you to burst in and yell, "Honey, I'm home!" Just like you used to.
    To have fought over something so stupid, I wish I could take back everything I said. I don't hate you. I never meant it when I said you cared about nobody but yourself. I've seen how you get when you witness somebody eating Peeps, due to their very close resemblance to your bird. I've seen how you get when I cry. How your whole expression softens and your voice calms down to try and comfort me. I was so stupid to have said that. I'm so very sorry, Gilbert. If I could take it all back, I would.
    After I said it, you left me. Walked right out the door without packing or anything. The door slammed shut, and after that, silence. A year passed by. No emails, no phone calls, no letters, nothing. Just that uncomfortable silence reminding me that you're gone.
    Another year passes by, I still have your clothes in our closet, even though you won't be wearing them. I still have the pictures of us, even though I have to explain that we're not together anymore whenever I have company. I still wear the ring you got me when you proposed, even though the engagement's been called off a long time ago, I presume. They're my only reminders of you, despite the painful memories they give me.
    My only wish now, though, is your happiness. If you're not happy with me, then I guess there's no reason for me to force anything. I just don't want my life to be filled with this painful silence again. At least come back and talk to me, Gilbert. It would make me so happy to hear your voice again.

                                                           Love,
                                                           (Nickname)'

    (Name) walked out to the nearest mailbox, despite it being below 30 degrees outside. The huge knot in her stomach tightened more and more, wondering if this should really be sent to Gilbert Beilschmidt, the Prussian who wouldn't be able to tell the difference between 'The Titanic' and 'The Notebook.' It was worth a shot, though.
    The knot in her stomach suddenly vanished as soon as she dropped it into the blue mailbox, hoping Ludwig had given her the right address. He told her that Gilbert had moved back to Germany after the second month away from her. The icy winter air blew in her face, feeling somewhat relaxing despite the cold feeling it gave her. Her (Hair Color) hair was blown away from her face, and she made her way to run some errands to take her mind off of the letter.
    That letter would either help her relationship with him, or not do anything at all. Well, she'd see in about two weeks if he decides to answer her.

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    Gilbird chirped as he flew over to the albino with an envelope in his beak. "Hn? A letter for me?" Gilbert questioned as he retrieved the letter from his yellow companion's beak. It was addressed to him. But the return address... (Full Name)...
    He still remembered her very well. His one and only love, but he was always too afraid to go back to her. It's been two years since they last saw each other. Two years too many in his opinion. He proceeded to open the envelope and pulled out the neatly folded college-ruled paper, dreading what he was going to see written on it. What if she was happier with someone else? Like that unawesome excuse of a man, Roderich Edelstein. It was painful to think about, but it might have been true.
    The Prussian man unfolded the paper and read the beautiful handwritten letter, not believing what he was reading. (Name) missed him? She still has his things? She still wears the ring? She's... Sorry? If anything, Gilbert thought he should've been the one who was sorry. He was the one who walked out on her. He was the one who wimped out every time he thought about going back to her.
    'My only wish now, though, is your happiness.'
    He wasn't happy. He knew that much. In order for him to be happy, he would have to be with (Name). After he finished reading the letter and double-checking to make sure that he read everything as written on the paper, he sprinted out of the house with Gilbird following close behind, grabbing his coat on the way. Getting into his car and turning it on, he drove to the nearest airport to the next flight back to (City/Country).
    He was going to see his girl.