Blood on a White Flag- A Hetalia/ War of the Worlds RP

[Sake]

"A relief?" Austria arched an eyebrow. "How is that? I figured you vouldn't really like that kind of music."

[JaclyntheAristocrat]

Sweden huffed, "Nej alla andra kan visa smärta. Jag kan inte eftersom jag måste stanna stark."

{ No. everyone else can show pain. I cant because I have to stay strong. }

[Splashique-]

Prussia rested his chin on his knees. "Old Fritz wrote that song, you dumba**..." He shook his head. "The only song that would put me to sleep when I was little..."

[Sake]

"That doesn't necessarily mean you'd vant to hear it..." Austria grumbled indignantly. "Is it?" He tilted his head slightly and couldn't help a small smile. "I see." He nodded slowly.

[Splashique-]

Prussia sighed lightly, closing his eyes. "I love that song..."

[Sake]

"Do you? You vant to hum it, then?" Austria chuckled. "Vhy don't you perform for me? It'll help my stress level, vhich you seem to be concerned vith."

[Splashique-]

Prussia only nodded, and began humming lightly.

[Sake]

Austria smiled faintly and closed his eyes again, folding his arms loosely. He once again tapped his arms with his fingers, matching Prussia's humming.

[Splashique-]

Prussia hummed gently, smiling only slightly.

[Sake]

Austria was somewhat tempted to hum along, but refrained from it and listened quietly, catching every note and detail. By focusing on the music, he forgot about much of his stress, as he had something else to concentrate on.