You curled up on one of the bean bag chair with your laptop dressed in a pair of mismatched black pyjama shorts and an oversized white t-shirt that had the (random logo) logo on it. Berwald had just dropped you off at door about ten minutes ago, within that time you managed to shower, get dressed into your nightwear and attended to your blog; answering comments and planning your next segment. There was still about an hour and twenty minutes left of the school being free to roam, but you had absolutely no interest in socialising with people; YouTube binge watching it was then for this evening. To your surprise you discovered that YouTube was banned and you were not going to accept that, you'd rather to be put into a social situation other than live without the miracle that is YouTube. You slowly lifted your head out from behind the laptop's screen and eyeballed the door, you had an eerie feeling that someone was about to knock on the door; then it happened. Groaning slithered out of your mouth and narrowed your eyes intensely, hopping that you didn't just have psych powers, but also laser eyes so you could shoot the person straight through the door and eliminate the social threat. The knocking continued, you had no choice but to abandon your perfect isolated safe spot and ventured across your small dorm to the door, the knocking grew with a faster pace; now you really wished that you had a peeking hole to see who it was you were going to murder with you 'lively and in no way awkward' personality. You sighed and slipped your dominate hand on the brass doorknob and began to open the door before out off nowhere it slammed open and you were squished in between the wall and the door. The door then suddenly was flung away from you and a boy that had blonde hair that possessed a cowlick, blue eyes framed by glasses locked the door and leaned up against the door sliding down it while releasing a long and over exaggerated sigh of relief. He looked around the room quickly and cocked his head to the side, then glanced over at your mortified face and nodded his head at you in a friendly welcoming manner.
Alfred: extending his hand to you
Sup brohan, I'm guessing I busted into the wrong room!
He foolishly smiled at you, while you sat only an arm's length away from him with your knees tucked in and trembling with the occasional whimper escaping your pale face. Then something else hit you like a ton of bricks, you were dressed in you sleepwear and nothing was covering it up; utter humiliation and in front of a seeming nice guy you don't even know the name of. Alfred got a little afraid from your lack of communication and looked at you with a genuinely concerned face; for a few seconds you got lost in his eyes, but shock yourself out of the trance.
Alfred: standing up and offering you a hand
I've heard that your a little shy, but don't worry dudette. I'm Alfred!
You hummed in response, but he still seemed a little trouble; he want you to talk.
Alfred: leaning up against the door and looking down at you
Challenge accepted! I got nothing but time to kill anyways!
Okay, now you were more confused than that time your eldest brother tried to teach you sports terms; but the fact that this guy barged in and is still in your room was a major privacy violation. You stood up filled with determination to kick this kid's American butt back out of your personal space.
You: nervously mumbling
G-get... M-moving.
Alfred: spacing out
Ah! You have a laptop!
Your heart skipped a beat as you ran over to bet that nosy intruder to your laptop, all you had on your mind was that you hoped to have remembered to close the Little Miss Cyber blog page. He picked up your laptop and parked his behind on your bed laying the laptop his lap and admired the screen for a while; you quickly sat beside him and looked at the screen, releasing a smile of relief.
Alfred: looking over at you
I saw that smile dudette, you gotta take me out on a date first.
You tilted your head in confuse, was Alfred a total nimrod or was he just raised by apes.
Alfred: looking back at the screen
I'm kidding! Hey dudette, who are the these three dudes with you in this pic?
He was referring to your home-screen, which was of you posing with your three brothers at the beach; which was taken a few days before you left to attend International Seas. Your brothers were properly the most important people in your life and some of the few that got to see your 'hidden' self; on the 18th birthday of your eldest brother's birthday, all Lockie said he wanted was to see you be your bubbly, smiling self for the whole day and not the person you hide behind. A tear rolled out your eye and this grabbed Alfred's attention, he felt a sudden guilt for asking and handed you back the laptop and walked over towards the door.
Alfred: opening up the door
I'm sorry, goodnight dudette.
With that he left and left you alone, in your very own chamber of isolation, just like you wanted from the beginning; why did you feel so guilty and why did you have a strange growing desire to answer his question? You glanced down at the clock, it was only 7:45pm, if you acted now you might be able to find him and save yourself from feeling like a heartless being all night. You shoved the laptop off yourself and down onto the bed, leaped from your bed and ran towards the door, swinging it open and exposing yourself to the cold night wind in only your pyjamas. You looked around and that's when you saw it, Alfred was standing next to the school fountain talking to a familiar looking boy; you waisted no time and sprinted over towards him. You taped him on the shoulder and then leaned over to quickly catch your breath, you receive both of the boys attentions.
Alfred: shocked
Wow! Dudette, are you cool?
Mathias: just as shocked
Elsker? (Love)
You: steadying your breathes
Those boys. In the. Picture. Are. My three. Brothers.
Alfred: smiling
Did you really just run over here to tell me?
Mathias: looking at you
Aren't you cold?
You: pointing at each one once
Yes and yes!
They both gained the same cocky grin, however you were already running away before you noticed there expressions.
You: waving with your back turned to them while running
Goodnight!
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Guess who's back and never wants to go on another 4500 kilometre drive again? Yep, but I'm finally reunited with my bed, cat, dog, fridge and most importantly WIFI!
Me: *intensely watching my front door* Come on, mama needs a Hetalia character!
Door beings to move and knock
Me: (~^O^)~
Door opens
Me: *unamused* Oh, it's just you...
Sister: *sarcastically salutes me* Sorry I'm such a disappointment.
Me: Your not, don't say that about yourself...
Sister: *mind blown*
Me: Only I can say that about you......... And your an epic fail, to be correct.. Can you get me a sandmitch?
Sister: *gaping mouth* Sandmitch? *eye twitch* Your on your own, I'm too fabulous for your randomness! *walks out*
Me: Like Poland?
Sister: *pokes head around door and wiggles eyebrows*
Me: *dramatically places hand on chest* AHH! The fabulosity!
Sisters, what cha gonna do with them? First they walk in all innocently and next minute they are as fabulous as Poland XD
THANK CHA FOR LOOKING AT SOME WORDS!
~BlueTimeFly
(Still haven't got ma sandmitch... )
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Hetalia X Reader: Little Miss Cyber
Fiksi PenggemarWhen your parents were offered a once in a lifetime chance to send you to a high school and act as a 'test subject' they couldn't deny it, because you were promised free admission to any university of your choice and this way your parents knew they...
