Awesomeness.
The word that you've fought for all your life.
He kept coming in and messing it all up, and claimed he was the awesome one.
"~Kesesesese! I AM ZHE AWESOME ONE!" He would say whenever you walked by.
You'd stick out your tongue, "NEIN. I am." You said giggling and he'd smirk.
"I don't zhink so, for you see, everyone knows I am zhe awesome one ____"
You'd shake your head, "Nope. I am. Don't deny my awesomeness Prussia." You would say as you circled him, and he'd laugh, his eyes following your every move.
You would poke his back and he would spin around, before grabbing your waist and putting you over his shoulder, and you would laugh as he did so.
"Where are we going today, Beilschmidt?" You asked as you just laid there on his shoulder, and he'd move his head to kiss your cheek.
"Somevhere awesome." He said happily and grip your waist protectively and began to run.
You laughed and held on, and he covered your eyes with his hand.
He put you down, (with his hands still on your eyes,) and steered you down a path.
You waited patiently and finally he took his hand away and you gasped.
There, in a park, was a picnic dinner with Gilbird fluttering around happily.
You hugged Prussia happily and took his hand, before pulling him forewords onto the blanket.
"Okay, vell, zhis is truly awesome." You said giggling and he winked.
"Ich know. Isn't it?" He said smirking and took your hand.
"Ich leibe dich you big loser." You said giggling and kissed him.
He pulled away for a moment, "Ich leibe dich, und, I am a loser, but Ich your loser." He said before kissing you again.
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Hetalia! ~Country X Reader
RomansaCollections of little love stories that involve you and a certain country.