An Awesome Valentine's day
Valentines Day. Just like any other day of the year.
It wan't that you hated it. You just felt no need to celebrate it.
That was a lie. You always bought your self a small box of chocolates. Just so you could say that you had some.
But still, the holiday was like a scab on the calender.
Sighing you turned on your laptop. After checking your messages on DeviantART you turned to the only thing that allowed you to escape the world for a while.
Fan fictions. To be more precise, CountryxReaders.
After a moment of thinking, you smiled and typed "PrussiaxReader" in the search bar.
The next two hours went by in a flash as you read fan fiction after fan fiction. You only became aware of the passage of time when you reached out and felt around the inside of the small chocolate box. It was empty, you had eaten all of them.
Sighing you chucked it in the waste basket and clicked on another PrussiaxReader.
You failed to notice the shadow that came up behind you. You kept reading, smiling slightly at one of Prussia's lines.
"I am not zat egotistical." A male voice huffed. You snorted, rubbing your eyes with one hand.
You had been reading for too long. Now you must be imagining your favorite characters voice.
An arm wrapped around your waist and a head nestled in the crook of your neck. Warm breath tickled your ear.
OKAY. That was NOT your imagination.
You twisted around and stared in shock at the man snuggling against your neck.
"P-P-Prussia?" You squeaked.
The Albino grinned cockily, pulling away and striking a pose. You fought the imense urge to roll your eyes.
"Why......How...." You trailed off, not sure how to frame the question.
"Vhy am I here? How am I so Awesome?" He sighed dramatically, flopping onto your bed. You scowled at him and he grinned.
"I am here to give you ze best Valentines Day ever!"
You gave him a blank look.
"You chose the wrong person buster." You swiveled in your chair and turned back to the laptop screen.
A pair of large hands fell onto your shoulders, spinning you around and pulling you out of your chair.
"Ve are going to have an Awesome night Leibe!"
You blushed slightly at his use of the word love. The Prussian looked at you outfit and nodded.
You were wearing black jeans, a pair of boots and a t-shirt.
"Okay, zat's fine." He muttered. You scowled, crossing your arms over your chest.
"Can you give me an explanation instead of staring at me?"
Prussia rolled his eyes and flopped back down on the bed. You waited for an explanation.
"Okay after ze awesom country of Prussia vas dissolved. I gained ze ability to travel zrough dimensions."
You nodded, motioning for him to continue. So far it seemed plausible.
"So zen I saw all ze sad Fangirls in ze world and decided to make zem happy."
"Really?" That didn't seem so realistic. I mean, common, the guy had an ego bigger than the world, would he really do something like that for others? What could he gain from it?"
He seemed to notice your doubt and snorted.
"Here's the deal Frau. I got transported here because you very feeling pissy about Valentines Day."
"I'm not pissy!!"
Prussia gave you a 'Bitch please' look and continued.
"So ve can do zis ze easy way or ze hard vay." He grinned and shot you a suggestive smirk. You blushed and tried to hide it with a scowl.
"So now what? We sit together and watch a cheesy movie?"
"We go for an idiotic walk in the park?"
"We go for an expensive dinner that's really a waste of money?"
"Then what?!" You stared at him, frowning. Prussia tapped his chin then grinned.
"Ve're gunna do all of zem!!"
Great. The night was going to be long. Really, really long.
Gilbert forced you to wear a dress. Telling you that if you didn't put it on yourself, he would strip you and dress you himself. Naturally you chose to dress yourself.
Now you were sitting in a restaurant that looked like it had been built for kings.
When the waiter came to the table, you half expected him to be either Francis or Italy, but he was just a random old guy.
Gilbert ordered for the both of you. His choices were surprisingly good.
"How do you like ze meal Frau?"
"It's good!" You actually smiled, forgetting to act slightly pissed off. Gilbert nodded, taking a bite of the steak he had ordered.
"Francis vill like zat."
You nearly spit out the bite of garlic bread.
Francis? as in France?
Gilbert continued eating like he hadn't just mentioned that there was a possibility that the other Hetalia guys were also in your world.
"Why is he here?" You managed to choke out before swallowing the bite. Gilbert raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, you know. He's visiting anozer Hetalia fangirl."
"In (Country name)?"
Gilbert shrugged, "I really don't know ze details Frau."
After you had finished dinner, Gilbert ordered a chocolate cake for you both to share. You blushed at the thought sharing food with him.
The waiter came back, but instead of handing him a bill, he handed Gilbert a note written in French.
Gilbert squinted, trying to read the loopy cursive.
"Vhy does he alvays insist on writing in French?"
Finally he got up and you followed him. Gilbert entered the large kitchen, his arm sliding around your waist as he guided you around the kitchen staff. Finally he stopped in front of a larger counter space.
A black haired girl around your age was sitting on the counter, swinging her boot covered feet slightly.
"Do you know vere Francis is?"
She smiled and pointed behind you.
Both you and Gilbert turned at the same time to see the smirking Frenchman come up behind you. He held out a small white box.
"For your walk in ze park."
Gilbert took the box, staring at it suspiciously. Francis rolled his eyes.
"You wound me Gilbert! It is a normal pastry!"
"It better be or I'll kick your ass." Gilbert's arm tightened around your waist and he thank the Frenchman.
Francis grinned and said something in French that made Gilbert blush. Gilbert bade him and the girl goodbye and escorted you outside.
"Time for our walk in the park."
It was freezing cold. Apparently Gilbert hadn't thought ahead about the weather. He wrapped his arms around you as you both shivered your way towards the park.
"L-Let's go h-home."
You both ran inside, slamming the door behind you. You ran to your room and quickly dressed in a warm pair of pajamas. Then you grabbed a blanket and dragged it into the living room.
As soon as you had sat down on the couch, Prussia wrapped his arms around your waist. He snuggled close to you, still shivering, his skin still chilly from the night air.
The little cake box lay discarded on the coffee table.
"No cheesy movie?" You shivered slightly.
"Let's skip zat."
You blushed slightly and hid your face in the blanket.
"And do what?"
Gilbert raised his head and smirked.
"Vell zere are several zings I can zink of." He paused still smirking, "But I have a feeling zat zere are very few zat you would actually consent to do."
You slapped his head.
"Don't be a perv."
The next twenty minutes were spent in silence. You looked down and realized that he had fallen asleep.
Huh, He actually looked really cute when he wasn't talking non stop. Gilbert breathed softly, nuzzling against your chest slightly. You patted his hair and sighed.
It was really too bad. You knew that this wouldn't last. He would leave. Or you would wake up and realize that this was all a dream.
Something warm dripped onto your cheek. You blinked and reached up. You were crying. But you barely ever cried.
"_____?" Gilbert blinked sleepily up at you. You quickly wiped your eyes and scowled down at him.
"You fell asleep."
"Sorry." He grinned sheepishly, sitting up and pulling you onto his lap. You blushed slightly and hid your face in the crook of his neck.
"You're sad about me having to leave."
"Yes." You words were muffled in the side of his neck. He sighed and the sound reverberated through his chest.
"I could stay.... If you want."
You pulled back and stared at him. He blushed slightly and looked away.
"I don't have to go back for a couple of days und I really von't be missed zat much."
His face was getting slowly turning deeper red. You pulled away from him and nodded.
"Um okay....If you don't mind."
"I don't" He smirked and reached into his pocket, pulling out a ball of yellow fluff.
"Gilbird!!" You cried, cradling the chick in your hands. Gilbert smiled, reaching up and stroking your hair.
"You could have crushed him!" You glowered at Gilbert disapprovingly, the Prussian blushed and scowled slightly.
"He's too awesome to be crushed."
"That's still animal cruelty."
"NEIN!!! It vas only one time!! It von't happen again!"
You giggled at his panicked expression.
"Thank you Gilbert."
"Making this Valentines day special."
He grinned, leaned forward and gently kissed you. You kissed him back, blushing.
"You velcome ______."