Hetalia Oneshots

Prussia - Reenactment

Art by 20rokutya (Twitter)

"Babe, can you do something for me?" you asked from the couch on which you were seated, peeking from your book at your boyfriend, Gilbert, with your sparkly, expectant eyes.

"What is it?" he, gaming at his desk, pulled away the ear cup of his cat ear headphones to give you his attention.

You pursed your lips, trying to stop your incessant smiling. With a blush, your eyes flickered to the pages of the novel you were reading, and you pulled your knees up to the spine of the book.

"Reenactment again?" he asked, smiling. You nodded and hid your face in the book.

You heard him chuckle and then say into the microphone, "Boys, I'll be right back."

There was a pause and then he screamed to the boys on the other end, "Shut up!" and laughed loudly.

You giggled quietly and peeked up from behind your book again. Gilbert sauntered over to you with an amused smirk.

"Well, schnuckiputzi," he stood in front of you and leaned in close to your face, putting one muscular arm on the arm rest behind you, "I'm at your service."

You gaped at him for a moment and then hid your face again, squealing quietly.

"What are you doing, squealing like a piglet?" he snatched the book, "What you want me to do to you?"

"Give me the book!" you demanded, trying to snatch it back but he held it out of your reach. You finally said, "I'll tell you if you sit down."

He sat down and handed you the book. You flipped open the page you were on and pointed at a particular paragraph that you wanted him to read. Before he read it, you commented, 

"What Giorno did to Catalina here is so swoon-worthy! He's so hot, for what?!" you said with such fangirl-like flusters, making him cock an eyebrow at you.

You tapped the paragraph, "Now read it."

His eyes glossed over it for a few seconds and then he read it under his breath. He then turned to you, "You want me to do this?"

You nodded, smiling excitedly.

He pinched your nose, "Is this why you're dating me, huh?" he sat back, smirking, "How about you date this Giorno guy in the book?"

"Nooo," you whined, "I can't date fictional men. They don't exist. But," you squished his cheeks in your hand, "But I'm dating a real person who can reenact book scenes."

"Huh, now I see how it is," he exhaled and said in a tone of voice which was definitely meant to annoy you, "You don't love me, you're just using me for your reenactments."

You pouted and smacked him with the book, "Gilbert!"

He burst into laughter and then said, standing up, "I'm just messing with you, baby girl. Come, let's reenact this scene. It will keep the fire of our relationship burning."

"But I thought you didn't like doing it." You said as you stood up, curled your arm around his, and led him to the door post of the living room.

"Well, I never said I hated it." he shrugged, smirking again.

You shot a playful glare at him and moved to the door post, putting your back against it. You reached over your head and touched the post behind.

"As it said there, I want you to do the 'hand on the door post and pin' thingy." you said, now bringing your hand down, "And-"