Courage- Prussia x Depressed!Reader

//I told another lie today

And I got through this day

No one saw through my games

I know the right words to say

Like "I don't feel well," "I ate before I came"

Then someone tells me how good I look

And for a moment, for a moment I am happy

But when I'm alone, no one hears me cry//



You looked down as your friends joked around you at the restaurant table. Ever since your father had died almost a year ago, you had lost the will to live.

"Hey liebchen," you friend Gilbert asks. "Are you ok?"

You nod silently. "I just...don't feel well." the look in his Albino eyes is concerned, but he leaves you alone. Alfred looks over at you, gravity-defying curl bobbing.

"You haven't eaten anything, (name), dudette! Want a burger?"

You just wanted them to stop caring. "I ate before I came. I'm fine, Al." the obnoxious American pulled a face and kept munching.

Afterwards, you left the restaurant to visit the hill where you used to play as children. The fireflies were out, and they cas a heavenly clow over the place. You stood in the fading light, the breeze fluttering your (h/c) hair and your pale dress. A hand on your shoulder shocked you. You turned around.

"Gil?"

"Ja...liebchen, you look so beautiful right now." he was blushing. A warm sensation spread throughout your stomach.

"Thank you, Gil."

After he left, a solitary tear traced its slow path down your cheek.



// I need you to know

I'm not through the night

Some days I'm still fighting to walk towards the light

I need you to know

That we'll be OK

Together we can make it through another day//



The next day, Gilbert came over to your house.

"Hallo, (name). I decided you needed a visit from mein awesomeness, Ja?"

You gave off a small smile. "Come in, Gil."

"Liebchen," he asked after you shut the door. "Something's obviousl wrong, liebchen. I never see you eat anymore, and you're always so quiet. Bitte, liebchen. Tell me what's wrong."

You looked down. "Gil, nothing's wrong..."

"Don't try it, mädchen," he said firmly. "I've known you since I was little awesome. You can't lie to me like that, Ja?"

"Gil..." you began to cry. He wrapped his arms around you, and a light pink tinge dusted your cheeks as you cried. "I miss him so much, Gil."

"I know, liebchen."  



// I don't know the first time I felt unbeautiful

The day I chose not to eat

What I do know is how I've changed my life forever

I know I should know better

There are days when I'm OK

And for a moment, for a moment I find hope

But there are days when I'm not OK

And I need your help

So I'm letting go//



Gilbert listened as you told him everything you had done over the past year. "...I don't remember the first time," you said shakily. "When I chose not to eat, or when I felt like it was all over..."

He nodded.

"I mean, sometimes I feel ok...but sometimes I'm not," you continued, looking at your lap. Anywhere but his gorgeous red eyes. You would never admit it to the Prussian, but you had a crush on him, and had since you were little. Another thing shoving you under was his reputation as a flirt.

How can he be so blind? You would often think angrily.

"I...I need your help, Gil."

He pulled your face to face his, and a light blush dusted your cheeks.

"(name)...if it makes you feel any better, (name)... Ich Liebe dich. And I always will."

Brilliant tears pricked at your eyes. "Ich Liebe dich auch, Gil."

He smiled and gave you a kiss. "Then make it through with me, for me, Ja?"



// I need you to know

I'm not through the night

Some days I'm still fighting to walk towards the light

I need you to know

That we'll be OK

Together we can make it through another day//



Some days, you would try to insist that you weren't hungry. But Gil, being a very stubborn person, would not leave you alone until you ate. And sometimes...you actually were thankful that he did.

"I love you, Gil."

"Ich Liebe dich auch, mein (name). Mein schön (name)."



//You should know you're not on your own

These secrets are walls that keep us alone

I don't know when but I know now

Together we'll make it through somehow

(together we'll make it through somehow)//



"Hah, look at (name)~"

"How does that hottie Beilschmidt even date her? It's probably out of pity."

Gilbert noticed that you were taking what the popular girls were saying very hard. He stormed over.

"Hey! Saumensches! Don't talk about Mein Liebechen like that, hear?.

"You could totally dump her and date someone better." one of them said, putting her hand on her hip.

There was a moment of silence.

"What, like one of you? What could you ever give me? At least (name) has more depth than a kiddie pool," he said. "The awesome me is dating (name) and that's final, Ja?"

He walked back over to you. "It's ok, (name). Together we'll make it through somehow."



//I need you to know

I'm not through the night

Some days I'm still fighting to walk towards the light

I need you to know

That we'll be OK

Together we can make it through another day//