Moving On
I was scrolling through Tumblr last night and found this prompt list that inspired me to finally write a LietBela ficlet. There are discussions of mental health and other ships, as well as how their own relationship has gone over time.
Lithuania gets a surprise visitor at his home. Belarus has learned why he's been so much happier lately.
Lithuania huffed as he placed the box back in its place, and pushed it back against the wall. He had collected so many things in this basement over the years - some personal effects, some contraband that had to be hidden during certain imperialist and communist regimes - and he made sure to muck out some of it every once in a while.
It had been hard to do this in the early years after the Soviet Union fell, the trauma and depression making it hard for him to go through it all and figure out what he could let go of. Over time it became easier to do, as his mental health improved in the new millennium, and today’s progress must be tied to the latest wave of happiness in his life.
He bent down to grab the last box, only to pause as he heard movement upstairs. The front door opened and shut, which was followed by the sound of footsteps down the hall to the kitchen.
