One-shots! Hetalia x Reader!

The Endless Battle (Denmark x Reader)

I'm seriously fucking mixed with my fandoms.
Whoever can guess what fandom (specifically the book) is mixed in here then I'm gonna post a selfie of myself on a note or whatever.

-Pumpkin

You jolted up gasping for air. You just woke up from a horrible nightmare.

In the nightmare you were spraying pepper spray at an infamous killer, who broke into your house, and tried to kill you and your siblings while your parents were out on a dinner date. You got the mounted baseball bat of your dad and knocked the killer out while she was blinded. Then you were suddenly stabbed from behind. You could hear your siblings crying and yelling as the second intruder pulled the knife out of your back. After that the nightmare ended.

You looked around your surroundings to see yourself in your room. You sighed in relief. It was all just a dream. You got up from your bed and decided to get a glass of water downstairs.

When you opened the door you found yourself in a hotel's hallway. You were dumbfounded. The gold walls and red velvet rugged carpet on the floor looked real with the silver chandeliers hanging. You looked in your room and back into the hall. You did this several times until you got dizzy. This was ridiculous. You must be dreaming in a dream.

Before you were about to get in and close your door, the door right in front of you opened revealing its resider.

It was a tall man with spiky and gravity defying blonde hair, clear cerulean ocean blue eyes, and fair white skin. He had strong features, but he doesn't look like he would hurt anyone. In other words he looked like a precious cinnamon roll.

You both gazed at each other curiously. He started to crack up into a big smile that made you confused.

"So you're the new kid!" He greeted with a strong accent. "Hi I'm Matthias!" He held out his hand for a shake.

You shrugged it in your thoughts. Must be a weird dream about boys again.

"(Y/n)." You shook his hand.

It felt real. His skin was a bit rough, but they were gentle as feathers when he shook your hand. You were a bit shocked by this. Chills went up your spine with a shock when your hands shook.

"So how did it happen?" He asked.

You were tousled by this question. You knitted your eyebrows together and pulled your hand away gently from his hand. The question he asked was weird... And sounded a bit perverted.

"How did what happen?"

You swore if this was something about sex you were going to punch the lights out of this stranger. A shame that you were ready to punch him even though he's got a handsome face.

"You know-" He shrugged. "How did you end up here in Valhalla?"

You laughed as he looked at you funnily. You quieter down your laughter as he looked at you weirdly.

"No seriously, I must be dreaming." You sighed. "I'm ready to wake up now!" You yelled.

"(Y/n), I'm pretty sure you just came back without your Valkyrie waking you up."

He looked at you with an honest look in his eyes. You could tell that he wasn't kidding.

"You're not kidding right?"

"Nope." He popped. "You're in Valhalla."

"And that means..."

He scratched the nape of his neck a bit nervously as if he didn't really want to tell you, but it was important.