Hetalia Oneshots (Requests Open)

Germany x Reader

Your pov

Hopping up the steps to Germany's house, you grinned happily. You held a few bottles of homemade beer that you had brewed yourself. You assumed that Germany would enjoy them and maybe Prussia if he was there. Before you even knocked on the door, it sung open to reveal Germany, just the man you wanted to see. You looked up at him with cheerful (E/C) eyes.

"Hello, (C/N), I wasn't expecting you today," He said with a light smile. You grinned back and rocked up on your toes to get closer to looking him in the eyes. You still didn't even come close.

"I know but, I had some homemade beer that I thought you would appreciate," You giggled. He smiled a little more and Prussia barged up and stuck his head around his little brother. You waved at him.

"I heard something about homemade beer," He said, loudly. You nodded and held up the case you had brought. "Why're you just standing there, West? Let the lady in!" You giggled and stepped through the door. Prussia immediately took a bottle and you offered on to Germany, he took it happily.

"Aren't you going to have one?" Germany asked. You shook your head and smiled.

"Nah, I don't drink," You laughed. They both just stared at you like you were crazy but, you laughed it off.

"What's the point of brewing beer if you don't even drink?" Prussia yelled. You shrugged and sat the arm of the couch next to Germany.

"I get bored," You stated simply. You laid back against the couch, laying your head over the back. "Besides, if I didn't make you people beer all the time, you might have to buy and I wouldn't want that."

"I would ask you to marry me but, I think someone else has their eye on you," Prussia said. You picked your head up and brushed your (H/L) (H/C) bangs out of your eyes. You raised a (Thick/Thin) eyebrow at him, not believing his words. He had the bad habit of giving people false hope or, worse, being a wingman for his weird, perverted friends Spain and France.

"If it is either one of your weirdos, I'll pass," You said, sighing. You were looking for a guy though so, if it wasn't one of them, you might just give whoever it was a shot. Prussia smiled widely at you and you grinned back.

"No, not one of mein(1) awesome friends," He said. You sat up fully and his eyes flicked towards Germany. You rolled your eyes and hopped off the couch.

"I'm going to go make some wurst, do you want some?" You asked, looking at Germany.

"Yes, please," He said. You smiled and walked off into the kitchen. Prussia was probably going to say Germany just to embarrass his little brother. You highly doubted that Germany actually liked you, you just didn't seem to be his type. If only he did.

No one's pov

Prussia moved seats and sat down next to Germany on the couch with a devilish grin. Germany stared down at his book, trying hard to ignore his annoying brother. He knew more than he should because he had read Germany's journal.

Germany glanced into the kitchen where he could see (C/N) standing at the stove and swaying her hips to whatever song was on the radio. A lovestruck smile made it's way onto his face as she started to lip sync to the song with a wooden spoon for a microphone. (C/N)'s (H/C) hair was tossed away from her (S/T) face.

"Kesesesesese~ You've got it bad, West," Prussia laughed, mockingly. Germany went red in the face and sputtered for a second. It was completely true but, that doesn't mean he wants to hear it. The blond man had loved the girl for years now and he was convinced that it was going to crush him.

"Nien(1),we're just friends," Germany said, looking at his brother. Prussia had an idiotic, devilish grin on his pale face as he stood up from the couch.