Hetalia x Reader

Denmark x Reader: Hej, det er mig!

You walked down the street of Denmark wondering around for the perfect image you could take to bring back to school from your college trip. You wanted to go to sight see, but mainly to see the statue of the little mermaid. You continued to walk, carefully examining the scene you were in until you hear someone singing Hello by Adele in danish. 

You turned around to see a blond haired Dane singing the song walking, or tumbling, your way. You slightly stepped back, but quickly the drunk Dane caught up to you. 

"Hej! Vent, jeg kender dig?" You Dane looked at you, suddenly looking more attractive then he appeared stumbling down the street. The Dane stared at you waiting for a response, but you just stared at him. 

"Uh, I don't know that much Danish..." You mumbled wishing you didn't ignore your friend's idea to take a class on Danish before you went to Denmark. The man looked at you, a smile starting to form on his face. 

"Are you a tourists?" He asked clear as water. You stared at him shocked, as his smile grew larger. "My name is Denmark!" He said reaching his hand out for you to shake. You pushed his hand down as you asked, "You mean like this country?" He looked shocked for a second and then his giant smile appeared again.

"Undskyld. My name is Matthias." He lifted his hand again for you to shake and this time you shook his hand. 

"Hi, my name is (y/n)." He thought for a moment before replying," That's a beautiful name, (y/n)." He patted you on your shoulder before practically shouting, "Well, I have to go! See you later, (y/n)!"

****************** 1 year later************

A year had past and you were walking down the streets of DC waiting for something fun to actually happen to your life when you were stopped by a tall, blond man. 

"Hey, miss!" He practically shouted at you. You raised an eyebrow but allowed him to keep talking. 

"I have a friend who was talking about someone who looks exactly like you, so I decided to see if you knew him.

"Well, what's his name?" You asked, starting to get a chill down your spine, from the creepiness of the conversation.

"His name is Matthias. He lives in Denmark? Do you know him?" Your eyes widened in surprise as you remembered Matthias, and a smile grew on the blond's face. He pointed you towards the Lincoln Memorial and said," He's over there."

You began sprinting towards the general direction until you collided with Matthias. At least this time when you saw him he wasn't drunk. You smiled at him and wrapped you arms around his torso in a warm, cuddly bear hug. He was giant teddy bear. 

"Hej, beautiful." He said, smirking down at you. 

"Hey, weinerbrod..." You said, remembering the name of the danish pastry that you loved to eat. He only chuckled at the name you gave him and stared down at you. You looked up at him and could feel your toes rising as you reached up and kissed him. He kissed back, as you two shared again a moment of warmth. 

A bright flash went off.

"Ah!" You said as you turned away from the light. You looked to the source of the flash to see the man you saw earlier, but with a shorter, long haired blond with a smirk on his face, a pale man with silver hair with a sly smile towards you, and a tan, dark haired man waving at you two, holding the camera. You heard Matthias huff and release you from his hold on you, as he started walking towards the group of guys. 

"I'll see you again later, min smukke." He said to you. You responded by singing,"Hello from the other side.." And you waved to him as he faded away.

You could hear him say to them in the distance in his strong Danish accent,"Can you send that picture to me?"