Hetalia x reader Oneshots

England X Country!Reader

One thing before you start! This was requested by @whoareyoumucheicho

You sighed as you entered the already noisy meeting room.

'These meetings are pointless! And they always give me a headache.'

"Why do we even have these? We never get anything done!" You say, giving voice to your thoughts as you sit in an empty chair.

"I completely agree. We might as well not have them."A voice said beside you, startling you.

"Oh! I didn't think anyone was listening. I'm (c/n). Who are you?" You ask, realizing you had absolutely no idea who this admittedly attractive man was.

"I'm England, it's a pleasure to meet you (c/n)." He said, holding out his hand and shaking yours firmly.

"The pleasure's all mine." You say, smiling, with a slight blush adorning your usually (s/t) face.

'Well these meetings might not be that bad' You thought to yourself as the meeting droned on with the usual fights and flying objects.

The meeting drew to a close, with nothing solved as usual. You decided to take a stroll through one of the many parks in town before going home

"This is beautiful..." You say, as you walk down a small creek, observing how the lights reflected off the water.

"It is, isn't it love?"

"Oh!" You say, turning around, once again startled.

"You scared me." You say, putting a hand to your chest trying to calm your rapidly beating heart.

You observed the man in front of you. He had short, shaggy, blonde hair, beautiful emerald green eyes, a pale face and thick caterpillar like eyebrows. You could have sworn they would just get up and crawl off.

You giggled silently at your thought.

"What's funny love?"

You immediately stopped giggling like a schoolgirl and blushed a dark red.

"L-love?" You stutter out, noticing just now that he called you that.

"O-oh s-sorry it's a habit. I'll stop if you want me to."

"N-no i-it's okay. You can do what makes you comfy." You say shily, looking at the ground.

The two of you jut stood there in an awkward silence for what felt like hours, but was honestly just a couple of minutes.

"I-I should really be getting home by now. Bye England, it was nice seeing you."

"Yes, goodbye (c/n). I hope to see you again." He says.

"Do you have a pen and paper?" You ask.

"Yes, why?"

"Pass them to me."

You quickly scrawled down your number and passed him the paper.

"Here. This way we can keep in touch." You say, smiling slightly.

"Thanks love." He says and you could have bet your life he was blushing.