Hetalia X Reader: Little Miss Cyber

Chapter 37: Your Not Just Anyone; Aren't You?

I'm gonna skip all the 'boring' things that happened at the student council room and now say that after a brawl between a Russian and a few other select students happened, the candidates for student president is now you, Mathias and Ivan. There is officially 1 week before the school votes, so the three of you all have a week to promote yourselves with assistance from your campaign manager or managers.
This is 'such a big deal' that even Mr Germania insisted on having all the candidates without their managers to sit at the same table in the cafeteria, to promote 'friendly blood' between you all, even if your all officially competitors.

...

You stood outside the apartment door in the dark, lapping up the salty ocean scent in the pitch black as your wrist banged around in your pocket while attempting to locate the keys for the door.

AH-HA!
FOUND YOU, YOU LITTLE SUCKER!

As you put the key in the keyhole and unlocked the door, memories of the awkward situation you were in during dinner hit you, leaving you to stand at the door threshold for a few seconds fighting a cringe seizure.

You: mumbling to yourself while taking the key out of the lock and walking in
This could have been all avoided if I just went back to the apartment and did homework or something... I swear, it's like I don't even know myself anym---

A sudden thought hit and cut yourself off from mumbling; Basch and Roderich are most likely asleep. You slowly closed the front door and began tip-toeing towards your room, but something from the corner of your eye got your attention. A glowing light drew your attention near the piano and surprise, surprise! Roderich was asleep face first on the keys. A sigh and slight smirk grew on your face as you walked towards him to wake him up, but something even more surprising was hidden behind the Austrian....

A Swiss?

Basch was asleep at the piano too, smashing his face into the keys and drooling on top of Roderich's hand. With an unconscious smile on your face, you walked over towards the lamp and turned it off, walked over towards the couch, picked up the day blanket and awkwardly attempted to keep it over their slopped backs. They were definitely going to feel it in the morning from sleeping like that, but you just couldn't find it in yourself to wake up the two. One day of back pain would be worth it, if it meant refurbishing a relationship that was 'apparently' lost so long ago.

...

You wiped a linger bit of sleep out your eye while walking down the hallway to the living room, in hopes of going for an early morning jog down the beach before needing to go to breakfast. A yawn stopped you in your tracts and stood in the hallway, attempting to wake yourself up; your second wind came from curiosity other than motivational thoughts. A bedroom door was wide open and it didn't seem like anyone was in. Usual everyone keeps their rooms closed; you didn't bother to memories who's room was who's, so there is a 50% chance that this is either Basch's or Roderich's room. Normally you'd walk right past without giving it a second thought, but there was a picture of a young girl on the bedside table and curiosity got the best of you.

Roderich said that he and the German brothers had a female cousin from Hungary.
Was this her?
Is she blonde with green eyes?
But she looks more similar to B--

Basch: interrupting your train of thought
Why are you in my room?

You slammed the picture back down on the bedside table and wiped your head around, making direct eye contact with a slightly ticked Swiss. His hair was darker than usual and dripping the casual odd drop of water, but probably the most obvious factor was that he was only wearing a towel wrapped around his waist... Did he just get out of the shower?