H e t a l i a || x readers

Iceland x Reader |Fanfic|

(A/N: Hey guys! Just so you know, I'm super excited for this chapter! Iceland and Norway are my favorite characters besides Sve, Switzerland, & Prussia. ALSO, you should listen to 'With Love From Island' if you haven't heard it, because his voice is GORGEOUS. Lastly, please please suggest some more characters to do? It would be really helpful.)

Upcoming fanfics:

Norway x Reader

Prussia x Reader

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Without further audeiu, Iceland x Reader.

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• Love On Ice •

Your fingers roamed around in the frozen earth as you sat on the bank of a large glacier lake. You watched the clouds of breath coming from your tour group. Your (E/C) eyes sparkled with interest at the specter.

"Iceland..."

A familiar, deep voice behind you made you jump a bit.

"Gorgeous, Isn't it, flower?"

You turned around and met eyes with a familiar boy with ghostly white skin, rich purple eyes and white hair. Your cheeks lit up and you fell back a little, your hand slipping on the ice.

"(Y/n!" The boy panicked, grabbing your hand, falling down, his hand slipped on a sharp ice rock and he yelped.

"Emil! You idiot!"

"Flower..." You grabbed him and pulled him into a hug.

"Sh-Shut up..." You breathed angrily.

He didn't say anything.

"Don't do that Emil!"

The blonde boy would pull you into the hug, causing your cheeks to light up as you were pressed against his chest.

"Flower huh? That's a new one.." You blushed harder and wrapped your arms around his chest, being held like a small child.

"I saw a pretty flower back there, I thought of you.." Emil smiled at you, kissing your forehead and grabbing your little hands. "Oh? I'm bleeding?"

"I'll fix it, you clutz.." You mumbled.

You'd growl a little, walking back to the Nordic's place with him.

You and Iceland had been dating for about 2 years, and you still couldn't help stuttering, blushing, and getting embarrassed around him.

Something about that boy was so addicting, you just couldn't get enough. You put a hand against your chest, trying to calm your beating heart.

"Damnit Icey, you're all I have.." You mumbled to yourself, your breathing tied in sync with your rapid heartbeat.

You felt the body next to you chuckle, and the grip around you tightened. "Then I should be more careful, shouldn't I?"

"Something like that..." You opened the door to the house and into the living room. "I'll be right back Emil, stay here."

He smiled, watching you walk out of the room.

You were in the Nordic's house as of currently, Denmark was on the couch a few feet a way from Emil, asleep. Norway was probably in the other room bugging Emil. Finland and Sweden seemed to be playing some kind of board game by the table.

You went over to a drawer, fumbling through the medical supplies inside. You decided on a disinfecting cloth, gauze, medical tape and a wrap, bringing a few band-aids in case.

You slowly creaked open the door, watching Nor get close to Icey's face. "Say it." He said simply.

You blushed and opened the door, entering the living room unnoticed.

"I have a girlfriend idiot, don't do that Nor!" He hissed at Norway, who was just shrugging.

"..You didn't call me Onii-Chan."

Iceland growled and turned his head, noticing you and standing up rapidly.

"Flower! It isn't what it looks like."

He blushed, ignoring Norway and walking over to you.

"Sit back down you clutz.." He sat down on the floor, sighing, and you knelt next to him, taking his hand.

  Your eyebrows creased in concentration. You cleaned out the cut from the ice across his palm, then placing a small gauze bandage on it, taping it with some adhesive and finished it with a wrap. "You need to be more careful, Emil... Any deeper and you'd need stitches.. Don't do that again."

You slowly began to shake. "Don't do that.. Don't do that again. I can't lose you," Your eyes widened and you watch the floor, your vision beginning to blur with tears.

The room had emptied. All was left was your worry, Iceland, and you, weak, scared, worried, you.

"Flower." He smiled warmly, closing his eyes.

"Idiot! Don't smile! You could've fallen into the lake!" You hissed, anger flashing in your eyes.

"Flower.." He repeated, opening his eyes and grabbing your hands. "Look outside."

Your eyes reluctantly looked up at the window, the sun had set and the Aurora Borealis was dancing across the sky in a hummed rhythm, making your eyes shine.

"Ah.. W-Woah.."

"Isn't that beautiful? They're like rainbows at night, but even more breathtaking." Emil's voice was gentle and hushed.

"Hm.." You smiled softly, letting the tears fall, you eyes locked on the lights.

A silence fell between you.

After the sweet, heart wrenching quiet, you both locked eyes.

Who would speak first?

Iceland.

"(Y/n)... L-Let's get married and have kids, okay? Let's always be together, okay? I promise I'll be more careful. I didn't mean to scare you today."

"Icey..."

"I get it if you don't want to.."

"Icey..."

"Yes..?"

"Icey.. I love you so much. So so so so much."

Your tears shifted from sadness to joy, your eyes glittered with anticipation as you pressed your lips against his tenderly.

He pulled away a little, smiling cheekily. "You didn't answer me."

You blushed, wiping away your tears on your sleeve. "Yes.."

He smiled warmly, pressing you against his chest. "That's better. I'll get you a ring, okay?"

You didn't answer, your body warming against his chest, your arms falling against your sides.

Emil let go and slipped his hand under your chin, propping your face and beginning to kiss you, more passionate than usual.

His lips roamed against your vanilla skin.

His secrets warmed your sadness.

His voice made your heart smile.

His words made your breath catch.

Your very own prince.

Your very own story.

Your very own Emil.

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*Closed*