Hetalia x Male!Reader

Prussia x Male!Reader: Pocky Stand!

A/N: I'm gonna try okay. Tryyy. I suck at writing reader inserts. I pretty much just wrote Reader-Chan (Or Reader-Kun?) as my OC Harkey. So if you've followed me from my awful fanfic on fanfiction.net (like legit it's so bad but I can't be bothered to re-write or delete it) and like Harkey, you can pretend it's Harkey! Otherwise, enjoy Reader-Kun being weird and awkward. The blonde girl is Belgium, btw.

Also: Bad language warning! I also might try writing lemon. But that'll be in another chapter.

This was it. The moment of truth. The school fayre was now open to the public.

"Good luck, _____!" Elizabeta waved at you with a smile as she walked away.

"Thanks!" You said, smiling back. God, you hated her. Sure, Eliza was perfectly nice, you two talked nearly every day. But there were two reasons why the brunette girl got to you so very much. For one thing, she had managed to talk you into running this stupid pocky stand. The literal second she found out you were into boys she had jumped on you to be a part of the festival. The part that involved pocky and kissing. You weren't even popular with boys, let alone the girls who would be the ones going to your stall! Stupid Yaoi fangirl Eliza. But still, you were sitting here, several boxes of pocky all around you, waiting for some squealing girl to come and buy an overpriced biscuit covered in chocolate, just to get a kiss.

As people filed slowly into the large hall, a shock of white hair caught your eye. You admired it from afar, looking down at the face it belonged to. But as soon as you saw Eliza run over, a frown crossed your face.

Ah, the second reason you didn't like Elizabeta. The white-haired boy you'd been eyeing happened to be your crush, Gilbert Beilshmidt, and Eliza now had her arm snaked around Gil's as the two walked around the hall together.

You didn't know if they were even dating, heck, you didn't know if Gilbert liked boys or girls, but hey, your jealous little mind didn't have time to worry about things like that. You leant on your elbow, watching Gilbert laughing with the brunette girl as they slowly got closer and closer to the stall you were sitting at.

"Excuse me?" A soft, high voice asked. Your head snapped towards the sound, and just next to you was Katyusha, the girl you only knew as "That girl in your year with the large breasts". She had linked arms with a blonde-haired girl wearing a green bow that you didn't recognize, who was giggling as she set down a few coins on the table. "One please!"

Might as well go all out for this. "So which of you ladies will have the pleasure of playing pocky with me today?"

The blonde girl pointed at Katyusha, still laughing.

"Sure thing. Choose a flavour."

Katyusha quickly picked up the normal chocolate flavour, and you put it in your mouth with an awkward grin. She leaned in, her arm still linked with the blonde girl's. But just then-

"Excuse me." A deep voice with a thick, German accent called out, right next to your ear.

Shocked, you jerked back, the stick of pocky clattering onto the table.

"I hate to interrupt, but... Could you step aside, ma'am?" Gilbert purred.

"Aww!" The blonde girl cried. "Damnit! I wanted to see you to kiss him!"

"No problem," Katyusha laughed lightly. Her friend dragged her away, complaining about one thing or another.

"G-Gilbert?" You stammered. "What are you doing here?"

"Vell... Zhis is for a good cause, right?" He said, looking at you seductively.

"U-um- I-" You were caught up in the look Gilbert was giving you- why would he give you this special treatment, the kind that only the pretty girls got from him?