hetalia x reader

Germany x Reader

You had been beaten by your abusive parents ever since you can remember. They had always thought that they were the boss of you, and could order you around like a maid. You loathed your parents for what they did to you. They left bruises that you had to explain as falling down the stairs, gave you scars that you said were from cooking and burning yourself. You had always covered for them because your father would beat you with a meat hammer if you tried to get help. One day you had enough. You packed a camouflage gym bag with only necessities. You left in the middle of the night while your parents were sleeping, and climbed out of your window slowly.

There was a bus stop about two blocks from your house, and you went there and sat on the bench, knees curled up against your chest. You scowled at the few drivers that passed by you that gave you odd looks. You fell asleep on the bench, and woke up to the sound of pounding feet on the pavement. You glanced at your watch and saw that it was 4:37 in the morning. You quickly swung your head towards the source of the sound and saw a tall blonde man with piercing blue eyes running towards you. You found yourself mesmerized as his eyes captivated you with their intensity. He noticed you staring and walked up towards you.

"Hallo frau." He said in a German accent.

You nodded towards him. He smiled slightly and sat next to you, and you flinched slightly at his proximity.

"Are jou ok?" he asked you, placing a warm hand on your knee.

A yes formed on your lips, but you couldn't bring yourself to say it. Truth be told, you weren't ok. You weren't ok at all. You wanted to describe to him all of the horrors that you have been through. You wanted to tell him all of the suffering that your parents inflicted on you. You let all of the horrors flow slowly and quietly out of your mouth. When you finished you were waiting quietly for him to judge you. To reject you. To hate you. Just like everybody else that you had tried to tell this to. Instead, he pulled you into a comforting hug that warmed you. You were a bit taken aback. You had never been in this kind of embrace before. Before you could ask, he pulled back and straightened himself up.

"Jou can live with me... if you want. If not, then I must be going..." He started to turn around.

"Wait... I... I'll go with you." You said. He smiled and outstretched his hand, you gladly taking it. You both walked back to his house at 4:50 in the morning and got home to a very drunk albino man.

___________________________________________________________________________ Hai guys >w< ermm... if chu want me to do a part 2 just comment.... any feedback is appreciated... especially the criticism :3 unless you're being a bitch... then dont comment at all because nobody wants any of that negative energy ^w^