Story of the Heart. (Germany x Reader)

Heart of Germany

                                                                    ~*Germany's P.O.V *~

        "Hon, mon amie, looks like you already have her grabbing beer for you." France chuckled. I was already having a bad day, I didn't need anyone else to make it worse. I sat down and glared at the perverted Frenchman, and he burst out laughing.
        England crossed his arms. "For once I'll agree. You've never asked anyone to do something for you before, none I've ever heard of at least."
        "Quiet you two... My day has been bad enough already. Can't I just have some quiet around here? Besides, she's the maid, it's her job."
        "Oh but I saw the way you looked at her. You looked at her breasts, didn't you?" France grinned. I wanted to punch him in the face, even though it was true.
        "I know I did! Did you see how tight her shirt was?! She had some of the nicest tits I've ever seen!" America's boisterous voice boomed. England grunted in distaste.
        "America, for damns sake, I can't believe you would talk about a woman like that. Even though she did have a nice..." I pounded my fist on the table.
        "Quit talking about how nice the maid's breast were! Just think if she were to hear thi-"
        "Uh...."
        This day has gotten even worse. She stood there awkwardly, her face a blazing red shade. She shook her head and walked over to me.
        "H-here... just take it." The maid stuttered. Her hands were shaking as I grabbed the beer from her hand. What could I say to her? Sorry? That would just make things weirder... But I could ask her for her name.
        "I never asked for your name." I said. She shook her head slightly,as if to clear away what just happened, but she still had a blush.
        "Oh, sorry. My name is (first/last name). But all my friends call me (Nickname)." She gave a slight smirk. Have you ever met a girl whose cheeks raise slightly when they smirk, making them look that much cuter? She was one of those girls. (Y/N) stopped my train of thought when she spoke again.
        "So, um... bye then!" and just like that, she ran off, just like earlier today. I felt Japan sit beside me and I turned to look at him.
        "Maid-chan likes you." He said plainly. It caught me off guard, like me? How?
        "What do you mean?" He didn't look my way, but I could tell he had a very faint hue of red on the part of his face I could see. So did everybody else, can't blame them either. We were all just talking about (y/n)'s breast right at the moment she walked in, she heard everything.
        "Every time you look in her direction, her cheeks slightly turn pink. You stutter a tiny bit when you talk to her too..." He said nonchalantly. I groaned and let my head fall onto the table. Stutter? I stutter? Do I stutter every time I talk to girls? Mein Gott... do I have a speaking impediment?!
        "Kiku! Do I stutter every time I speak?!" He finally looked in my direction, probably because I just gave him a heart attack.
        "N-no. Only when you talk to her." He tilted his head, as if trying to comprehend my sudden distress. That's Japan for you, always analyzing. I sighed and gave up... for now. I apologized and he just nodded slightly, acknowledging my apology.
        Everyone has finally started to disperse for today, it was well into the a.m. hours, and the thing I needed most was some sleep. To sleep and wake up in the morning to the smell of breakfast, which was one of the worlds best pleasures in my opinion...

        I couldn't sleep. After several nights of no sleep and spending my days in exhaustion, I could not sleep. I checked the clock every couple minutes.
3:54 a.m
3:57 a.m
4:00 a.m
        And it was all because of her, every time I closed my eye's I saw her own staring back at me. I saw the peculiar way on how she gracefully walked on her toes. I saw the sway of her hair, so light and soft. She kept me awake that night, but strangely enough, I didn't mind. She was beautiful, and that beauty haunted me in a wondrous way.
        What am I thinking?! I only met her just today! I need sleep dammit. I can't let pretty women keep me awake at night, It's not healthy! Just don't think, don't think... don't think...