tennessee waltz - deutschland

[Deutschland]

Pride was an essential pillar to his character. It had gotten him into trouble, but it had also helped him suceed. When he acted smug around Feliciano, it was only to tease him. Of course, when he encountered other people who posed a threat to his ego and reputation, he’d purposefully be smug and mean. Funny how the times changed ... he had been such an introvert and obedient to all orders and commands ... his time as leader had allowed his pride to flourish, and now, living a wanderer’s life with Feliciano, he was fiercely independent and stubborn.

Of course, his heart would always melt with Feliciano, and could pretty much be completely obedient and loyal to anything that came out of Feli’s mouth ... if the brown tabby played his cards right.

”That’s funny coming from you.” The Russian blue chuckled. ”You’ve saved my soul hundreds of times and despite everything ... you’re still here by my side.” Truth was, he’d fight every badger in the world if it meant to save Feliciano. That much was easy. He was older now, his birthday was nearing in about two months, but his fighting and survival skills were still sharp. He’d never get tired of having to sweep Feliciano off his feet from some hostile animal. What he couldn’t believe was the fact that he didn’t deserve to have this creature by his side.

Would he go back to when they were young and innocent? It’d certainly be a nice thought, but he wouldn’t want to change what happened in the past. Their history was only good for looking back on the moments, laughing at time and remembering good times. Deutschland shifted his head to playfully nip Feliciano’s ear, a raspy purr vibrating in his chest. ”And I remember when you thought kittens come from chicken eggs. I saved you from embarrassment then.” He recounted one of the lighter and humorous moments from their past with a teasing smile.