Hetalia x Male!Reader

Germany x Male!Reader: Workout Day

A/N: Just a fairly short little Germany story! I really want to write a chapter for Spain, but I don't have any ideas. Sob. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

"What should I do today..." You said aloud, looking around the room boredly. You had been

thinking about going to the convenience store for some chocolate, but there weren't any groceries you needed, and it would be weird to go there just to buy a kinder surprise egg. So you were stuck wondering around your small house, talking to yourself.

Just then, your phone rang. You grabbed it from your pocket and answered without checking the caller ID.

"Hello _____," A deep, German voice greeted you.

"Ludwig! H-hi!" You said, taken aback. When was the last time Ludwig had called you? You couldn't remember.

"I'm going to zhe gym- do you vant to vork out vizh me?"

"O-okay?" You replied. Did he want to hang out with you? You'd only ever seen each other a few times out of school, and usually, the rest of your friends were there. "Is anyone else going?"

"Not zhis time. I just zhought you might enjoy it. I know you go to rowing club."

"Y-yeah, I do, but I'm no good, really," you said.

"Zhat's bullshit- you're zhe best rower at our school." Ludwig laughed. "Get yourself ready. I'll drive over and get you at your house."

"A-alright..." You said. "Bye, Ludwig."

"See you soon."

You bit your lip to stop yourself squealing. That was the first time you'd heard Ludwig laugh- and it was awesome. So happy, yet so strong and sure sounding at the same time.

You mentally slapped yourself. Come on! This crush was getting out of hand. "You've only met a few times out of school." You reminded yourself. Although you did share a lot of classes, and you talked a fair bit then... Agh!

"Forget it!" You said. "I need to get ready!" And get ready you did.

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"You're slacking." A deep voice said from behind you.

"I-I'm sorry," You said quietly. "But I don't think I can go any longer..." You looked behind you at the blonde boy behind you.

"Of course you can- ve've just started." He replied firmly, arms crossed.

You look over at the clock on the wall. 13:17. You'd been on the rowing machine for over two hours, and Ludwig had been working you like a dog. (HON)

"L-Ludwig, I- Can't I take a break?" You asked. You felt awful, but you weren't just shirking because you were lazy- you desperately wanted to impress Ludwig, but you really thought you couldn't go on any more.

"_____, you need to learn to endure- you never know vhen zhere vill be a situation in vhich you can't stop, not even for a second."

You sighed sadly. Ludwig really wasn't giving in. "A-alright. I'll keep t-trying."

You started rowing again, through the dull ache in your muscles. Out of the corner of your eye, you watched Ludwig pressing weights. He grunted, and sat up to adjust the size of the weight.

You gaped. Ludwig was making it heavier. How much was he lifting? You couldn't tell, but it was probably something crazy- likely twice your weight.

This was why you were crushing so very hard on Ludwig. He never gave in, and he was always pushing himself to get better.

You sniffed. You would never be like him, even if you trained for the rest of your life, and the realisation made you feel so pathetic.

Tears rolled down your cheeks as you continued to row.

"_____?" Ludwig's voice called softly. "Are you okay?"

You nodded, wiping away tears. "Y-yes, don't worry about me..."

"_____." Ludwig said. He was right behind you.

"U-um-" You stammered.

Ludwig knelt down beside you. "Stop rowing, now." He put his hands on your shoulders. "I'm sorry. I vas much too hard on you. I should've known you vouldn't slack because of laziness. You really are vorn out, aren't you?"

You nodded, looking down. Ludwig was so close- you couldn't bear it.

"Zhen let's stop for today. Ve'll go back to my apartment and I'll make you dinner, ja? Is vurst good?"

You nodded again, looking at him with a small smile on your face.

He smiled back at you. "Vell done, _____. You did great today." Blushing a little, he leaned in and kissed you on the cheek. "Let's go home."