Lady in Red (Hetalia one shot) Spain x Reader

Spain x Reader One shot

Enjoy guys - inspired by the song 'Lady in Red' by Chris De Burgh

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It was a warm afternoon in April and [Name] was busy getting ready for the party that evening. She wasn't hugely fond of parties but Alfred (aka: America, 'The Hero', etc) wouldn't stop pestering her about going and we all know how annoying his insistent nature can get. He also threatened to invade her country (in case she needed more persuading). [Name] was the representative of [Country] and although she new that she had a pretty good reputation of being able to stand her own ground, she still felt a little nervous when Alfred mock threatened her '...or was he serious?' She shoved the thought out of her mind. Regardless, she was now going to the party and that was that. Turns out that many of her friends had been invited which improved the idea of going anyway. [Name] had just finished getting her hair ready and her make up done when the door bell rang. Surprised, [Name] ran down stairs and opened the door to see her good friend Hungary.

(This is what she is wearing to the party)  

"Hello [Name]!" She greeted happily but was suddenly stopped when she looked at what [Name] was wearing. "Where is your dress?! Why haven't you put it on yet?! It's almost time to go!!!"

[Name] laughed at her friend's overreaction. "It's fine Elizabeta, we've still got 4 hours till the party starts. By the way I love what you've done with your hair and your dress is beautiful!" She said, hugging her friend and inviting her in.

"Aww thank you but I just really want to see your dress, I bet you'll look amazing!" Elizabeta exclaimed, her eyes glowing with excitement at the thought of seeing her best friend actually wearing something beautiful for a change. She continued chatting to [Name] as the door was shut behind them. "You only ever wear jeans and you've only worn that skirt I got you once and that was only because you felt bad for not wearing it when I bought it for you!" She pouted. [Name] smiled at her friend and sheepishly replied, "Sorry, I'm slowly trying to make an effort but you know what I'm like with clothes shopping." [Name] and Elizabeta both grinned remembering how painful the last experience was.

"Anyway, at least you've sorted out your hair and make up. Now please go and put on the dress! I'm dying to see it!" Elizabeta begged. [Name] chuckled at how much more excited her friend was than herself. She quickly ran upstairs and carefully got dressed so as not to mess up her hair or make up. 'I probably should have done it the other way round' [Name] thought to herself, as she checked to make sure her make up hadn't been smudged. 'Thank goodness I didn't put much make up on' [Name] smiled to herself.

Once changed, she admired herself in the mirror.

(Here's what you wear)