Hetalia one-shots <3

Romania

Groaning. That was all the (h/c) girl could do at the moment. Why so? Well, it was mother nature's gift to her. And frankly, it wasn't a very pleasant month.

"What's wrong with you? Someone die on (favorite show) again?" Asked her annoying brother, (b/n) (If no brother, then make one up)

"No you twat, it's that time again.."

"Oh, you mean werewolf season? When you turn into a complete sassy bitch?" He laughed, dodging the pillow that was just thrown at him.

"Shut up and leave me alone..."

"You know, there is a hotel that serves only girls who are on that time of the month. I heard it's pretty great. Male waiters that bring you everything you need, and pretty much whatever you like to do."

With that, (y/n) was up and out of the door, quickly getting into her car and driving off to find this hotel. She swore that if (b/n) was lying, she would skin him.

-Time skip-

Once arrived, she was in complete awe. It was perfect.

Large hotel with many bedrooms, large lobby, and plenty of hot men she could spy- erm.. talk to. Walking to the front desk, she was greeted by one of the many men.

"Hello and welcome to the Hotel Period. Please don't judge the name.. It is a free hotel after all, and if you choose to do so, you can walk around without a bra if you wish. Trust me, my mom tells me everything.." he said, looking down a little embarrassed.

"This hotel is great.. and it's free? No charges?"

"Of course not love! You all don't choose t be female, so a couple of friends and myself decided to build this hotel specifically for girls only on their periods. I'm Arthur Kirkland by the way."

"(y/n) (l/n). And you guys are awesome for building this! I'd hug you if I weren't so tired from these stupid cramps.."

"Not to worry love! I'll have Vladimir carry you to your room." He said, and was off.

"Okay, than- wait what? Carry? I can walk on my own.." She said, trailing off, only to let out a surprise squeak as she were lifted from the ground.

"Oh please, you know you'd rather be carried." Said a romanian accent.

Blushing, (y/n) looked up, only to blush 50 shades darker. (Lol, see what I did there?)

Carrying her to her room, was whom she supposed to be Vladimir. A hot man with what looked to be a single fang sticking out of his mouth. A hat with a purple gem and two strings, and a red coat. (is that it? Anyway, it's the photo xD)

"We're here." He said, placing (y/n) down to open the door, only to carry her once again to the large fluffy bed.