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*Doctor!Germany X Psychologist!Reader*

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~Helping hand~

*Doctor!Germany X Psychologist!Reader*

~Poland~

"So Feliks...let me get this...you`re in depression because your brother Warsaw painted the walls blue because he thought pink was gay?" you asked as rubbing one of your temples with the index finger.
All you gained for the Polish male was a franatic nod as he grabbed his pink tissue with his teeth,trying to hold back tears.
"Look Feliks...it`s ok to cry if you feel like it.Holding back your tears means you`ll accumulate a large amount of pressure on your soul.So cry if you feel like it.I`m your friend,not an ordinary emotionless doctor!" you stated giving the blonde a reassuring hug.
"I mean,like totally,pink is not gay,isn`t it?" the Polish asked,his green eyes filled with water.
"Of course not.Colours are just colours.Indeed,they express certain emotions.Pink is quite a plesant one I can say.It expresses beauty,fragility and love.So nothing to fear!I`m sure your brother didn`t mean it." You took a few notes as a tiny knock at the door announced the end of Feliks` therapy.
"Well,we`re done for today." You said as you urged your assistant to come.
"Friday at 4 PM for Mr.Lukasevik,Lora!" you ended,shaking hands with the Polish male as his eyes were dried and gave you a warm smile in the time your assistant noted what you told her to.

~Romano~

"Come in!" you urged your next patient with a soothing voice.
As he made his way in your neat therapy room,which you would rather call the confession hall,those amber like eyes of his seemed to read your soul.He closed the door behind him,letting his gaze down.Yes,he had a weak self confidence,you mentally noted.You urged him to sit on the couch next to you.
"My name is (Name) (Last Name)!I would rather like you to call me your friend than your therapist so that both of us will be comfortable with the serie of confessions!" you started,gaining a small nod from the Italian.
"So,Lovino Vargas...." Wanting to get straight to the point,you check his file.
"Mind if I call you Lovino?Or do you have a certain nickname you prefer?" you continued,making eye contact with him.
"Lovino is fine!" he answered with a mixture of shyness and stubbornness.
"Lovino!You have quite a nice name.So,you are Italian..." you were soon interrupted by the angry tone of the dark haired male.
"Southern Italian!" he put emphasis on 'South'.
"Southern Italian!" you agreed,continuing your interrogatory.
"And you have a twin brother..." he frowned at your affirmation.
'He must have a conflict with him!' you scribbled in your big white notebook.
"Are you the older one?" you asked watching his reaction.
His eye twitched a little,but nonetheless,he answered.
"I am the older!" he simply said.
"I guess it`s quite a burden.I thought you have the 'younger brother complex'.But it`s quite the other way round,isn`t it?" you asked again as the Italian made himself more comfortable on the couch.
"Everyone loves him better!Feliciano this,Feliciano that!Dannazione!I just can`t stand people.I know I`m not good looking as he is and that I simply suck at art,but that`s not a reason to be forgotten.By mi famiglia,what`s worse!" he bluntly confessed.
"So,I assume Feliciano is your younger sibling!" you stated being welcomed with the sight of the bouncing coffee brown hair of the guy and a sighed 'Si'.
"Well,one of your arguments is invalid Lovino!" you crossed your legs,putting your hand on one knee.
"And what would be that argument?" Romano asked as he cocked his eyebrow,which you found quite cute.
"He is your twin.Twins are quite the same in appearance.So I`d take my chance and say that you look almost the same,aren`t I right?" you could see the shock gathered on your Italian patient`s face.Priceless.
"Also...even if you are twins,you can`t have the same talents Lovino.You should dig deeper and find out what your real talents are.You seem a good,loving guy,even if you tend to hide that.I can feel that you are afraid to let people get to you.You are afraid they will step on your feelings and leave you broken.But hey,everyone is.Even I,as a psychologist." You gave one of that rare,beautiful pearly smiles to the still shocked Italian.
"I`m sure someone out there dearly loves you.Your family loves you and I bet your brother is the one who loves you the most.He needs protection,that`s all.And that pole on which he can hang on when in need is his twin older brother." As you were about to add something,the knock on the door stopped you.
"I guess we`re through today!But if you ever need someone to talk to,even at night,don`t forget that you have in friend in me." You headed to the door,opening it for him with a big smile plastered on your perfect features.
"Ciao signorina(Last Name)!It was nice to talk to you!" the Italian said as he kissed your hand.
"Ciao Lovino!And there is no need to be so formal.Call me (Name)!" you retorted,giggling.
"Mr.Vargas` appointment is on Tuesday at 3 pm!" and again your assistant noted.

~Finland~

"Look Tino,I think Berwald means no harm to you..." you said to the frightened blonde male.
"Some people are just misunderstood.You can`t judge someone by his appearance,it`s just so wrong!" you flipped your notebook open,taking the pen in your tiny pale hand.
"Taking into account that he took you from Matthias` dictature and offered you a place to call home and the liberty to do anything you want means he cares for you a lot." You ended with a sigh.
"I can`t thank him enough for what he did for me,but I`m...I`m just too afraid he`ll get mad at me!" the Fin said,rubbing nervously his milky white hands.
"Tino...please,stop that!It`s a sign of weakness!" you pointed to his hands,taking them into yours.
"A good way of thanking Berwald for what he did for you would be to stop being frightened by him and accept him as he is.You might as well gain a genuine smile from the Swede,ok?" the platinum blonde hair of the male in front of you bounced up and down as he frenetically nodded.
"Thank you (Name)!You really make me feel comfortable!" Tino gave you a merry smile,which oddly,reminded you of Christmas time.
"I`ll see you on Friday at 7!" you gave him a reassuring hug as he waved you goodbye.
"Who is next,Lora?" you gave your assistant a half hearted smile.
"Well,after Mr.Vainamoinen,there would be..." she hurriedly searched the agenda.

~Russia~

"Well...that is quite something...so,she frightens you to the bone!" you stated,surprised by how can an intimidating male as him to be scared of his younger,female sibling.
"Da,she is scary when she wants to." The Russian admitted,letting a heavy sigh escape his lips.
"How long has lasted your last relationship Ivan?" you continued to dig.
"One week,or so...my girlfriends are afraid of my sister." He confessed.
"I would be too if someone would threaten me with a knife." Both of you let out a chuckle.
"My dear Russian friend,you don`t need my advice.The one who needs a treatment is your sister,Natalia.She seems to confuse brotherly love with that feeling between a female and a male." You concluded as Ivan gave you a small nod of approval.
"You should go on a relationship,but warning you fiancée what the risks would be.Also announcing Natalia that you won`t give up your feelings for that certain girl.She`ll realize by time that you really are implied in that and there`s nothing she can do about it." A childish smile appeard on the Russian`s face as you drawed your final conclusion.
"Thank you,sunflower!I`m grateful for your help!" he said as he picked you up and spun you around.
"You are welcome,Ivan!Lora,cancel Mr.Braginski`s appointment for Friday.He won`t be needing it anymore!" you said as the male waved you goodbye.
"Madam,you know..." Lora interrupted.
"(Name),you should know by now dear!" you said,honey filled tone.
"(Name),the next one is..."

~England~

"So Arthur...how is Flying Mint Bunny doing?Has his wing recovered?" you asked the Brit as you placed a cup of Earl tea which he gladly accepted.
"He`s fine.It`s such a pity you can`t see him too.You would love him!" Arthur answered as he gently picked up the floral designed china cup.
"I`m sure I`d do.I love bunnies!" you giggled at the thought of a green bunny playing in your lap and tickling you with his soft paws.
"Have you and Alfred argued lately?" you asked,taking a sip of your own tea.
"Not as much as in the past.Still,we have something to share.I just can`t stand his behaviour towards the others.I sadly conclude that I haven`t done anything to influence him in being a gentleman!" Arthur let a heavy sigh.
"You know Arthur,parents aren`t responsible for their children attitude.I`m sure you did the best at educating Alfred,even if you haven`t even knew whose kid he was.He developed his own character and habits and none of your advice would change him.It`s quite a good sign he has his own personality." You tried to cheer up the Brit.
"I guess you are right." He let his cup down on the designed plate,but shortly continued.
"He is good at heart,even if he`s a fool sometimes!".
"Listen,I know you still feel broken and alone because of the fact Alfred left after so many years of being in your care.You got attached to him and so.But don`t forget about your younger sister.She needs you too.I`m sure she`ll turn into a proper young lady,so just have patience." You ended,letting that emerald green gaze study your features.
"Thank you,love!You are always right.I shall make my leave now,so excuse me!" he took your hand and kissed it before he headed outside.
"Goodbye Arthur!And you are welcome!".

~Author~

Having to deal with so many people wasn`t an easy thing.Neither was listening to their problems,as you had your own.
You were a young,single lady,who moved from (Country Name) to Germany.Your mother,who was a well known Italian singer,died of throat cancer when you were only four.Your dad on the other side,was devasted by his beloved wife death and died shortly after in a plane crash when he was to come back home from his business trip.He was a fine (Father`s nationality) business man.
You introduced yourself as (Name) (Mother`s Last Name),using your mother`s surname and that`s because you were to inherit a large amount of money from your father,who let in your charge the '(Father`s Last Name)' imperium.
Though,your life wasn`t a total mess.Your tutor,Valentino Ecco,was a great father even if he was barely 18 when he adopted you.You used to call him 'Vale' or 'Tino',because you thought of him firstly as your older brother.Though,when he got married to Celina Fernandez,a gorgeous Spanish female,you started to call him 'papà' and Celina gladly became your 'madre'.
As time passed by,you applied to the Medical College in Berlin,where you got aquitanced with Ludwig Beilschmidt,a stern,but friendly German who studied General Medicine.You practically fell for him from the start,but haven`t ever admitted it out loud.
He was your only support through good and bad,just as in a marriage.
You have often dreamt of being Mrs.Beilschmidt,cooking dinner for your beloved husband or ironing his snow-like shirts,occuping your free time by playing with your cute little son,who would resemble his vatti a lot and probably you`d call Karl or Phillip.
Everytime you faced reality,the big empty house you bought in the center of Berlin would make you engulf in tears.What was more,living every patient`s life made you feel even more stress and frightened.
And this night was no exception.You moved from a side to other,feeling either too warm or too cold.The clock`s tick wasn`t helping your nerves too much,as you practically started to count the seconds.
And as if all of this wasn`t enough,the image of Ludwig telling that he`s loving someone else drove you to the last bit.
You got up from bed,throwing the covers on the wooden floor,as you silenced the clock`s ticks by removing the batteries.
But what you couldn`t erase was Ludwig`s image of being married to some ungrateful female and the lonliness in your heart.
You gripped your thin white nightgown on the chest,feeling your heart starting to ache and your breath becoming hard,a pain in your throat.More tears flew from your eyes as you searched for your phone causing a mess on the floor with all the contents from the little table in front of the mirror.And when you finally reached it,you hurriedly searched Ludwig`s name in Contacts.
"Ja (Name)?Is zhere something vrong?" the sleepy voice of the German came from the other line.
"Luddy...I can`t...Can you please come over?I`m not feeling well!" you reconsidered your thoughts as a few sobs escaped your lips.
"In fact,I`m coming over!" you hung over,letting the poor blonde in great shock and worry.
Feliks Lukasevik- Poland
Lovino Vargas- Romano
Tino Vainamoinen – Finland
Ivan Braginski-Russia
Natalia-Belarus
Berwald-Sweden
Arthur Kirkland- England
Alfred- America
Ludwig Beilschmidt – Germany
Feliciano – Italy
You-You

For those who don`t know *though I doubt you don`t* Warsaw is Poland`s capital!~ :3


‘ Dannazione’(Italian) = ‘Damn it’
‘ mi famiglia’ (Italian) = ‘my family’
‘si’ (Italian) = ‘yes’
‘ Ciao signorina’ (Italian) = ‘Goodbye miss’
‘Da’ (Russian) = ‘Yes’
‘ papà’ (Italian) = ‘father’
‘ madre’ (Italian) = ‘mother’
‘vatti’ (German) = ‘father’
‘ja’ (German) = ‘yes’


Ahem,sorry again for the translations,is from what I`ve caught from school and my parents.
It`s a two part one shot for Germany and this is part one. I`ll work on part two soon. *soon enough*

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So, I moved from Germany to Germany.

Makes sence to me.