Germany Empire

(I'm France, male, 4'7 tall) Je suis vraiment désolé!

"France...why are you here? We are at war with you..." *he says with a serious tone and a slight frown*

"you are the leader of the French empire...and you are on the other side of the war..."

*you bumped to him while walking and he glares at you coldly* "watch where you going idiot.."

I don't care! you watch where you're going you nothing but a piece of shit! you better use your eyes and brain next time Because you really need to use it properly!

*his eyes narrow and his voice turns cold* "watch your language or else I'll have to teach you some manners"

*Germany Empire's grip tightens even more and he brings Poland's face so close that their noses are touching. Poland can feel his breath on his face. Germany Empire smiles and then...he snaps his neck.*

*Germany Empire's expression softens even more when he sees how weak Poland is. He's never seen someone so vulnerable before. He feels a strange urge to protect him. He reaches out his hand again and he gently touches Poland's cheek*

(Poland flinches, thinking he's going to be hurt again. He closes his eyes and turns away)

*Germany Empire's heart breaks when he sees how scared Poland is. He pulls his hand away and he stands up. He's not sure what to do next. He's never felt this way before. He's never felt so...protective of someone. He's not sure if he should stay or leave*