Hetalia x Reader Oneshots

Birthday oneshot - Australia

Before this starts I have a few things to note:
1. I use Jett for Australia's human name. (cause I see other people using it)
2. I've never written an Australia x Reader oneshot before so this'll probably be terrible. If I got his character wrong please tell me. If I got his character right, also tell me so that I know.
3. Malta is in this slightly (In her 5-year-old version)

Happy birthday Australia (Sorry this is so late in the day.... I didn't have the motivation to write it this morning)

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I smiled to myself as I got out of bed, sneakily wiggling my way out of my boyfriend's arms. It was Jett's birthday and I wanted to surprise him with breakfast in bed. I had the whole day planned out, just the two of us sending time doing whatever he wanted. Although knowing him, it would probably end with us asleep on the sofa, after watching a film, his arms wrapped around me and his koala sleeping on the floor beside the sofa.

I walked downstairs and into the kitchen, where I made Jett's favourite breakfast. However, before I could put it all on the tray and bring it upstairs to our room for him, I felt arms wrap around my waist, "G'day, (Y/n)."

"Jesus Christ! You scared me!" I retorted back, slapping him on the arm. This only made him chuckle, "I couldn't resist. You were so concentrated on... What are you doing?"

I giggled and pecked his cheek, "I was trying to make you breakfast in bed, cause it's your birthday but that went down the drain, cause you're already up."

"You don't need to do that for me, (Y/n)."

"But I want to, Jett. I love you and you deserve to be pampered on your birthday."

"Why do I need to be pampered, when I have everything I need right in front of me?" he asked me, leaning in for a kiss, something which I didn't deny in the slightest. I wrapped my arms around his neck and melted into it.

However, we soon had to break for oxygen, "Happy birthday, Jett. Today, we do whatever you want. I won't complain about any of your choices."

"You know how I'd love to spend my birthday, (Y/n)?"

I rolled my eyes, "How?"

"Snuggled on the sofa with you, watching a film."

I smiled, "Then that's what we'll do. Now eat up, I didn't make this food for you for nothing." He chuckled and sat down at the kitchen table, starting to eat.

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About ten minutes later, he'd finished. I put the dishes in the dishwasher and washed what couldn't go in the dishwasher, before pecking Jett on the cheek, "Come on, you said you wanted to watch a film."

The two of us then made our way into the living room, Jett walking to the DVD player and picking out a DVD, "How's this one, (Y/n)?" I looked at the DVD box he had in his hand and smiled, he'd picked out my favourite film. I then remembered something, "Jett it's your birthday, we should watch what you want. I can watch (F/f) any time."

"But I want to watch this, (Y/n). My birthday won't be complete unless you're happy."

"Okay."

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About half an hour into the film, we heard a knock at the door. I smiled and stood up after pausing the film to answer the door. I was surprised when I saw Arthur on the other side, "Hello, Love."

"Hi, Arthur. What brings you here?"

He took a deep breath and rubbed his eyes, I guessed that he was tired, or that he'd been woken up early. He spoke, "Someone," he paused and looked down. I followed his gaze to see Scarlett hiding behind his legs, a guilty look on her face. Arthur continued, "wanted to come and say happy birthday. She woke me up early this morning."

"I'm sorry, but if you'd been left to get up yourself, then it would have been hours before you did, Father."

"It's okay, Love," Arthur replied picking the little girl up, "I'm not angry. Now, why don't you go and find your uncle to give him the gift?"

Scarlett perked up and Arthur put her down on the ground. She walked up to me and tugged on my jeans. I bent down so I was eye level with her, "Yes, Scarlett?"

"Can I come in? I want to give Uncle Jett his birthday present," she asked, holding out a bag for me to see. I hadn't realised up until that point that she had even been carrying the bag. I nodded, "Of course, Scarlett, you don't need to ask to come in."

"But it's called manners. Father taught me that I should always ask, just in case."

I smiled at her, "Scarlett, you don't need to ask me. You're always welcome in this house."

"Okay," she replied hugging me, before walking inside. I turned back to Arthur, "Do you want to come in?"

He nodded and I opened the door wider to allow him in. He entered and I closed the door before we walked into the living room to see Scarlett and Jett sitting on the sofa, the little girl searching through the bag. Upon realising that we'd entered the room, Scarlett turned to us. She smiled and walked up to Arthur, a toy rabbit in her hand, "Father, can you hold Usa for me?" Arthur smiled, "Of course, Love." Scarlett grinned and held out the stuffed rabbit to him, "Thank you. Remember, do not lose him. Usa is very special to me."

"I know, Love, I know."

Scarlett nodded and walked back to the sofa, continuing to search through the bag, "There you are!" she exclaimed before pulling something out. A wrapped gift. She walked over to Jett and handed it to him, "Happy birthday."

"Thanks, Scarlett."

"I hope you like it. It took me a while."

"I'm sure it'll be amazing, whatever it is, Scarlett," Jett smiled back at her before turning to the gift. He unwrapped it slowly and carefully, irritating the 5-year-old in front of him, "Come on! I want to see your reaction!" Jett chuckled and quickened up his pace of opening it. Once he had, his face turned shocked.

"Do you like it?" Scarlett asked, hope ringing through her voice.

"Wow, it's amazing, Scarlett." The girl smiled, "I'm glad you like it. It took me ages to find the right colour of wool." I was confused with what she was talking about until Jett spoke up, "You know, Arthur, you're raising a talented kid," he spoke before lifting up the gift that Scarlett had given him. I then understood why Scarlett had been talking about wool, she'd made a stuffed version of Jett's koala with wool.

"Wow," was the only word that came out of my mouth, "Jett's right, you are very talented, Scarlett."

"Thank you."

"(Y/n)?"

I turned back to Jett, "Yes?"

"You know what would make this birthday even better?"

"What?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him. He took a deep breath and pulled something out of his pocket. Scarlett gave him a thumbs up before he nodded and bent down on one knee, "If you would marry me." He pulled out a ring from the box he'd retrieved from his pocket. I gasped and smiled, feeling tears brimming my eyes, "Yes!" He smiled and stood up, before placing the ring on my finger and kissing me, "Best birthday present ever. Getting to call you my future wife."

"I love you, Jett."

"I love you too, (Y/n)," he replied, leaning in and kissing me again. However, our moment was interrupted, "Blech!" we broke off to see Scarlett with a disgusted look on her face, "No way am I ever falling in love. No way on Earth."

"That'll change, Scarlett. That'll change."

"Pfft. Not happening. I am never going to kiss someone, ever."

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How'd I do? Did I do well with Australia's character?