Hetalia One-Shots and Preferences (CLOSED)

You're It! (GermanyxReader)

You ran through the streets of Venice and turned a corner into a narrow alleyway. Breathing heavily from the running, you stopped for a second and caught your breath.

"Oh (Y/nnnnnnn)~" you heard a certain Italian call out. "Where are youuuuuuuu?~"

You giggled a bit and continued running through the alley and burst out on the other side into a bustling street. Merchants and farmers were strewn about the street, trying to sell their belongings for a few extra cents. You took advantage of the bustle and slipped in with the crowd.

Currently, you, the country of (C/n), were visiting the country of Italy as there had been a world meeting scheduled there for later that week. Once you arrived at the Italians' household, Romano sent you and Feliciano off to do something to pass time so he wouldn't go crazy. Well, you decided that tag would be a great game to play.

Italy didn't think that it would be fun with just the two of you, so, unfortunately for him, Feli dragged Germany into the game. You were currently trying to escape from the evil clutches of the Italian as he was "it". Germany had run in a different direction than you had, and you had no idea where he went.

Every man for himself, right?

As you were walking in with the crowd, you caught a glimpse of slicked back blond hair. Grinning a bit, you pushed past everyone else and grabbed the arm of the blonde man. He yelled in surprise as you both tumbled into another alleyway.

"Aye, vhat vas zhat for?" Germany grumbled as you both landed in the alley. You peeked around between the walls before joining the German on a couple of crates stacked against each other.

"Do you think he'll find us?" You asked Germany. He thought for a moment and then shrugged.

"I don't know, but your sneaking skillz (yes I just did that) vill keep him avay for quite a vhile," Germany concluded. You nodded and sat in silence for a moment before you heard pounding footsteps on the pavement outside of the alley.

Germany and you both looked up to see a smiling Italian at the entrance to the alleyway.

"Hehehehe~ I-a finally found you~" Italy giggled and charged after the both of you, determined to tag one and get to hide for once.

Before you could react, Germany grabbed your arm and dragged you throughout the alley. Your feet could barely keep up with the well-trained German, and you soon felt yourself stumbling over each step.

"G-Germany!" You yelled at him. The German glanced back at you. "I c-can't keep going for much longer! I-I'm afraid I'm going to fall behind!" Your breathing was coming in quick gasps from the exertion of running, and the German did what he thought was most logical.

He picked you up and slung you over his shoulder.

You yelped a bit and could feel your face heat up as you realized what had just happened. The embarrassment quickly faded as you could now see how close Italy was to catching you both.

"He's almost got you!" You told Germany. The alleyway seemed to go on forever, and the Italian kept getting closer.

"Hold on," you heard Germany mutter under his breath. You could only wonder what he was talking about for a split second before you felt your self flying through the air and land with a splash.

It took a moment to realize where you had landed. You were in one of the famous canals that Venice was known for. You could quickly feel the your lungs screaming for air, so you paddled yourself to the surface.

You came up, gasping, and looked around. A few boats were drifting about, a couple with drivers staring at you on them, but other than that, no sign of Germany or Italy.

You treaded water for a minute before a blonde head popped up beside you in the water. You let out a startled yelp, but soon was silenced when you realized who it was.

"Vell, zhat vas exciting, vasn't it?" Germany sputtered out. You laughed the laugh that he loved oh so much and nodded.

"A little too exciting for my taste, I must say. Do you think he tagged us?" You asked thoughtfully.

Germany was silent, and that made you look over at him. He was staring at you.

"What? Do I have something on my face? It there a piece of seaweed in my hair?" You asked him. Germany just shook his head and chuckled. He swam forward a bit until he was about two inches from you.

"No, you're perfectly fine," he whispered in a low voice. You locked eyes for a second, and you could feel your cheeks grow warm again. There was definitely no denying your feelings for the German now.

"But, there is one thing.." He trailed off and you stared at him for a second more.

"What is it?" You asked barely audible.

Germany cupped you face with his hand and you couldn't believe what was happening. Or what was about to happen.

The German almost closed the gap between you when suddenly you heard him say something.

"You're it."

He pecked you on the nose and swam away as fast as a fish. You floated there in shock before your face heated up again.

This time, not in embarrassment or from flirting, but from anger.

"GERMANY! IM GOING TO GET YOU!!!" You screamed at the top of your lungs.

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A/N

Heehehehe heehehehe SNEAKY ARENT I

this was actually pretty fun to write

This is my first one-shot and I'm actually kind of proud of it and yeah thanks for reading if there even is anyone reading this

Happy reading!!
~This was posted at midnight woah