Hetalia Kisses!! (slowly updating again c: )

Austria ♫

Requested by @ravenwood15 :)

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You were strolling about the city, enjoying yourself quite a lot as you stopped by several music stores, testing out violins, guitars, drums, cellos, flutes, trombones and more.

But you didn't find a single store that sold your all time favorite instrument, the piano.

You were beginning to feel as if you wasted your entire day looking for your perfect piano.

You looked into a music shop, and your heart fluttered.

Inside you saw the most beautiful piano you've ever seen.

You rushed into the store, greeting the person behind the counter quickly before sitting on the stool and pulling it forward.

You glanced at the piano brand, Steinway & Sons, a famous and awarded company.

You closed your eyes, and let your fingers take over.

Your mother had taught you to play piano when you were a young child, about 6 years old.

You played a piece you had written earlier in the year, and you had played it so many times that you memorized it, and could compose it with your eyes closed.

That's how well you knew the keys of the piano.

You smiled, as your fingers graced over the keys, a beautiful song forming.

You were not speaking conceitedly, but you were playing with no flaws.

Perfectly.

Suddenly, another pianos song drifted into yours, and you took a minute to realize this. You opened your eyes, continuing your song as you glanced at the person playing the piano beside you.

Their song went perfectly with yours, fitting harmonically together.

A young man, wearing a long blue coat with a neatly done collar and brown boots sat on the bench beside yours.

His hair was dark brown, with one errant curl, and he wore glasses and had a small mole on the bottom right corner of his lips.

He was very attractive.

He played piano like you did, his eyes closed.

You smiled a bit wider, feeling great to have some one who loves playing piano as much as you.

Once your piece ended, he opened his dark violet eyes and smiled softly at you.

"A beautiful piece, was it written by you?" He asked.

You nodded at him. "Thank you."

He smiled bigger at you. "I'm Roderich, Roderich Edelstein." He held out his hand for you to shake.

"I'm (Y/N) (Y/L/N) , pleasure to meet you Roderich."

You two continued playing piano together until the store manager announced he was closing up for the day.

You walked out with Roderich.

He turned to face you.

"I had a lovely time with you today (Y/N), meet me here tomorrow at noon." He grabbed your hands and pulled you to his chest, pecking your cheek.

You blushed.

"See you tomorrow!" He called, waving goodbye to you.

You waved back, a huge and happy grin on your face.

You walked home with a spring in your step.

You couldn't wait for tomorrow.