Babysitting!( Hetalia reader insert)

You were impatiently waiting at the front step of Arthur's, a classmate of yours, house. Francis, Arthur's brother, was framing you with a picture he took of you drunk as hell at a party. Luckily no one else from your school was there but that just made it that much easier for him. He even got Arthur to help him mess with you which sucked because Arthur really didn't like you. Today they both were suppose to be babysitting their little brother's but they just passed that down for you to do while they went out somewhere.

"Oh well it's about time you got here, (name)", Arthur greeted you after opening the door.

"Shut up", you sighed then walked inside. "So where's the little kid I'm watching?"

"You're watching two kids so have fun", Francis threw his arm over your shoulder and pointed down the hall where two little blonde boys were walking into the living room, where you were at. One had blue eyes and the other had purple ones. They both wore glasses though.

"Aww. They're adorable"

"Don't speak so soon. They don't really like strangers", Arthur cautioned you. "Well we're off! Make sure they're sleep before we come back. I'd rather you have to deal with that"

"I really hate you two. I hope I screw up your brothers in the heads"

"Bye!", they both waved then left the house. 

You glance over at the kids. The purple eyed one was trying to hide behind his oversized stuffed bear and the blue eyed one looked like he was kinda grumpy. You smiled at them. "Hey guys. My name's (name). I'm gonna be watching you until your brothers come back, alright? What's your name?" They both stayed quiet. You got down on your knees and reached your hand out to the one hiding behind his bear. He looked like the easiest to win over. "Hey. You wanna tell me your name?" He shook his head. "You sure? I told you mine" He peeked over his bear's shoulder.

"...M-Mathew"

"Well it's nice to meet you Mathew. You're very cute", you giggled.

He blushed then quickly hid his face back behind his bear. "T-thank you"

You looked at the other boy. He turned his head away from you once your eyes made contact. "I'm not going to talk to you", he made known.

"Well why not? I wanna talk to you"

He shook his head. He took Mathew's hand then ran to the couch. "No! I don't wanna!" He hugged his knees then continued to pout.

Could you at least tell me your name?"

"No!"

"Pretty please? I really want to know what to call you?"

"....Alfred", he grumbled. "But that's all I'm telling you lady because I don't wanna talk to you!"