[Austria's vision blurs from the tears, but even she can see when Prussia's eyes meet hers. When Prussia wipes away at her tears, Austria rests her cheek against Prussia's gloved palm-- taking the moment to collect herself.
She won't allow it. She won't allow herself to be worse at a confession than Prussia was all those weeks ago.
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She won't allow it. She won't allow herself to be worse at a confession than Prussia was all those weeks ago.
It's simply not acceptable.]