Hetalia x Reader Oneshots!

I'm Not A Vampire! (Romania x Reader)

A dark, cold Autumn evening; normal for Romanian citizens. Tonight would be known as Halloween for most people, except for you, you didn't celebrate it.

However, you were invited to your boyfriend, Vladimir's house after everything settled down for the evening. You were in deep thought, your mind debating with itself. A part of you swore that he was a vampire, with his little fangs and pale skin, he was also good with magic, some would say.

Yet the other part of you couldn't believe such a thing, how could your friend be a vampire? Wouldn't he of eaten you by now? What if his fangs were fake and he just wore them for fun? Gosh, it was so hard for you to figure it out.

You shivered, huddling into you heavy coat. You must admit, it was chilly during the evening in Romania. You shuffled your feet, walking down the Romanian townhouses as you pulled out a note with the address of your Romanian friend.

Your fingertips met the edges of the note, squinting your eyes at the slightly smudged penmanship on the sheet of paper. You caught a glimpse of the four digit address on the mailbox, knowing you had arrived at your friend's house.

Walking up the steps, you knocked on the door. Within seconds, the door creaked open without anyone answering it. You shivered, hearing such a noise like that reminded you of a door in a horror movie... It was even creepier to hear it in real life.

You walked into the cold house, looking around, no spot of light to be seen. You made your way to the furthest door, your hand touching the door knob. Turning the knob, your heart pounded, anxiously pushing the door open. 

You looked around, the room was filled with candles which smelled of vanilla, others smelled of pumpkin spice.

"Hello?" You called out, swallowing the lump in your throat.

There was no answer.

Feeling a cold sweat drip down your forehead, you slowly backed away, trying to locals the door.

Out of nowhere, you heard the sounds of the piano. It wasn't just any piano though, it was one of those pianos that a vampire would normally play; an organ. He sat on the stool, his fingers banging down onto the piano pieces.

You sighed, rolling your eyes with annoyance. "Really, Vlad? Why are you joking around like this? It's not April fools or anything..."

He stopped playing the piano, sitting up, and striding over to you.

Vlad wasn't wearing his normal, military outfit. Tonight he wore a white shirt, which you paid no mind to because he had a dark purple cape over it which had a spike on each side of the collar like the capes vampires wore all the time.

'Man, I'm really starting to think Vlad is actually a vampire...'

Vladimir's index finger touched your chin, making you look up so you could look into his eyes. "Alo, (f/n)," He whispered, a hint of mischief in his voice. "So I see that you have decided to visit me, I'm glad... I've had a few things that I've wanted to show you."

You suddenly heard giggling from afar. Vlad taking note in this, he turned his head, signaling for whoever the person was to be quite.

"Anyways," The Romanian continued, "come sit over here, I have a lot that I would like to discuss with you."

He slowly grabbed your hand, leading you to a crimson sofa.

"Sit." He ordered, which you did to his request. He took a seat next to you, brushing your (h/c) locks from your eyes.

"So, What do you want to discuss?" You asked, staring down at the hardwood floor.

"Have you ever met a vampire before?" He asked, a grin visible on his face which showed his creepy fangs.

"N-No?" You replied confused, shifting uncomfortably on the sofa.

"What would you do if I told you that you were dating a vampire?" His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you close.

"To be honest I wouldn't be all that surprised," You shrugged, lazily wrapping your arms around his shoulders.

The Romanian leaned in, his lips close to the delicate skin of your neck. "What if I also told you that I was a bloodthirsty vampire...?"

Your eyes widened, shaking your head rapidly. "No... Stop it!"

"It's too late now..." Vladimir opened his mouth, his teeth against your flesh.

"Stop it, Vlad! This isn't nice! I don't want to get eaten by a vampire!" You snap, becoming angry.

He pulled away, letting several giggles escape his lips. "Oh (f/n)! I love you so much! I'm not actually a vampire, it just seems that way."

Your mind went blank, blinking a few times you just stared at him. "Ohhhhh,"

Vladimir laughed once more, his hands touching your cheeks. "If I kiss you will you forgive me for tricking you?" He asked, a cute grin appearing on his lips.

"Of course Vlad,"

With that, the Romanian leaned in, closing the gap in between you. Feeling his soft lips against yours made your heart pound, forcing you to have a special desire-That is until the feeling was interrupted.

"Trick or Treat!" You heard a little kid scream, Vlad's little brother.

The two of you quickly pulled away, wiping the saliva strands from the both of your mouths.

Vladimir chortled, standing up and walking over to his brother. "Now, isn't an entire pillow case full of candy enough? Or do you really need more."

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OmG I had so much fun writing this one shot. Vladimir is one of my favorite Hetalia characters because I'm Romanian and my family is from there XD

Yay~ this was my first Halloween one shot! I hope you all enjoyed; don't forget to comment and vote, if you would like.

Well, that's all for now! I love you guys so much.