Hetalia x Reader Oneshots!

Treats For You (2p!England x Reader)

"(f/n)!" Matt yelled shouted from the kitchen. "Wake up!"

You rolled around in your comfortable, little apartment bed. Who would give up such a cozy bed with fluffy pillows and fleece blankets just to go to college?

"Nooo." You shouted back, letting out a loud groan.

Matt stormed over, a frustrated groan escaping his lips. He stood next to your bed, pulling the covers off of you and dragging you out of the bed.

"It's already 7:15, and we have to be across the street at 8:00." He reminded you, a serious expression on his face.

"Since when did you start caring what time school started?" You rolled your eyes, standing onto your feet.

"Ever since I had to get your lazy ass out of the bed."

You shrugged, sighing heavily, "Whatever, I'll get dressed then we can go to school and then you'll be free from my lazy ass." You grabbed your (f/c) hoodie and jeans from your drawer and walked off to the kitchen.

"You have 5 minutes to change!" Matt yelled as you were changing.

Meanwhile, you were pulling your hoodie over your head, barely hearing what he was hollering about.  "Okay, whatever!" You shouted back in response.

Once you were finished, changing (As well as brushing your hair), you walked out of the bathroom. You glanced over at the clock, alarmed. "Oh shit, we have to go!" You ran to the front door, quickly throwing your book bag over your shoulder. "I need to get up earlier!"

"My point earlier," Annoyed, Matt hurried after you. The two of you rushed downstairs, outside, and dashing across the street to college.

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After hours of tiring work in class, you finally had some free time to go to the library to study.  In the middle of the library was several tables and chairs to sit. However, very few people were there at the time you were.

You decided to sit beside a guy who you didn't recognize, he looked somewhat stranger than most college students; Strawberry blonde hair, cerulean eyes, a pastel button up pink shirt, along with a fuchsia colored vest, and a neon blue bow tie to top it all off.

You placed your computer holder on the table unzipping from the side and pulling out your (f/c) MacBook Pro. You typed in your password, and clicked on the Safari app on the bottom, typing in the website and began studying.

"Why hello there~!" You heard the voice of a young, British man. It turned out to be the guy who you sat beside.

"Hi," You muttered, keeping your voice quiet since you were in the library.

"So, what are you getting your degree in?" He asked, his cerulean eyes filled with interest.

"Writing," You simply responded. "You?"

"I'm going to school for Baking and Pastry Arts." A slight frown appeared across his lips. "Something doesn't feel right about the way they're teaching us though..."

"Why is that?" You asked.

"The ingredients... They're just, not right for some reason."