Multi-Ship hetalia oneshots

1. USUK - high school AU

Alfred was at a party. Not unusual for him since his friends often held those. This time, his Danish friend Mathias was the host and had invited a heckin' lot of people who had invited their friends who in turn had invited their friends and so on until the number of people at the house was thrice what the wild haired Dane and Alf himself had imagined. Triple the number, triple the fun, amirite? As usual, Alfred hung out with his pals, talking loudly over the music that blasted all around the house and occasionally joining them at the dance floor.

He was sat next to his brother Matthew who had been forcefully dragged along by him because.
Come on Mattie, you gotta live life and leave the comforts of your little hidey hole for once.
Perhaps the older sibling had to be dragged to the party against his will.

Perhaps.

The siblings were talking in hushed tones and making jokes under their breath.
"Erm, Al, I need to go to the washroom." Matthew announced after a while, he started to walk away.
"You mean the bathroom?" Alfred asked teasingly.
"The loo." The Canadian elbowed him, faking annoyance.
"Toilet."
"Le toilette." Matthew made a face.
"Lavatory."
"Seriously though, I need to go. Catch you later."
Alfred laughed and turned around to look at the people dancing to the party's loud electronic music. He tried to look for a friendly face and caught sight of Mathias who was waving frantically at him as if his hair were on fire, apparently trying to catch his attention from the other side of the room. The American waved back and tried to squeeze his way through a mass of guys and girls from his school towards Mathias but the sea of dancers grew denser and stronger, driving the poor boy away from his objective and making him end up on the second floor of his Danish friend's massive house in a tangle of limbs which Alfred later found out was conga line.

Untangling himself, he promptly apologised to no one in particular and stumbled back to the first floor where he found Mathias and started walking towards him. The Dane's smile turnt into a silly expression and he started to mouth something while pointing at something behind the American. Alfred whipped around expecting another conga line but instead his lips were met with another pair. Soft, warm lips, and arms that snaked their way around his waist. Alfred found himself kissing back though he had no idea who this was.

He allowed his eyelids to flutter open and his gaze met dazzling green eyes. Eyes he knew very, very well. He had seen these eyes around school so many times and quickly started to admire them from afar. He had learnt to love them too. From afar, of course. Because these green eyes already belonged to someone. Alfred tensed, why was Arthur, the smartest person he knew and clearly the most handsome, kissing him?! At that moment, the kiss ended as suddenly as it had started and the American mentally cursed himself for hesitating and making Arthur pull away.
"Art-" he started to say.
The Briton looked up at him, both teens were blushing furiously.
"I'm sorry... er, Alfred. My ex." he explained briefly and Alfred followed those dazzling green eyes to Francis a flamboyant French student, now formerly  Arthur's boyfriend. The long haired teen, now lacked his usual smile and was sulking in the background looking somewhat disgusted, occasionally looking in their direction but avoiding their eyes, obviously not wanting to be caught staring. Alfred couldn't help but feel a bit smug.

When he looked back, Arthur avoided his gaze. A wave of embarrassment washed over Alfred and he immediately felt like an idiot. Of course. Why else would his crush kiss him other than to make Francis, his ex, feel bad? Everyone at their school knew about Francis and Arthur's mutual hatred. The Frenchman and the Brit loved to mock and insult each other. Which made many a few students wonder why they'd ever dated back in middle school. Regardless of the situation, Alfred had liked the kiss. If only Arthur had meant it as more than an insult to someone else.

The seconds had slowly bled into minutes and then into an hour. Alfred's crush had completely vanished, and it seemed like he had escaped, but his scent still lingered in the air, just like the feeling of his warm lips. Arthur had left Alfred to sit in the corner of the room in awkward silence with Mathias.
It was the wild haired Dane who broke the silence "How was it? That was your dream boy right there, ja?"
Alfred nodded enthusiastically "Amazing. And yes."
"Come on, gimme details."
"Um, it was nice... I guess."
"That's it?"
The teen nodded once more. "He just wanted to mess with Francis." Alfred continued in a small voice "He's never noticed me."
"Aw, come on Alfred Frederick Jones, he might like you back. Just like Lukas right there, he's perfect and ignores me but he's got a soft spot for me deep down."
Alfred gave a disgruntled huff "That's not my middle name. And Lukas thinks you're annoying."
"He likes me deep down."
He snorted "Deep, deeeeep, deeeeeeeeeeeep down then, dude."
Mathias punched his shoulder lightly. "Hey, He's looking at me."
"Then go get him, I'm watching you.

Alfred watched as his friend walked away towards another boy, also blond and with threatening dark blue eyes. Lukas was also a foreign student, but unlike the bubbly Mathias who was now hitting on him, was as cold as the fjords from his ho,e country. It scared Alfred who then went out to the front porch of the house to watch the people who were already leaving the party. He picked up a white daisy from and started stripping it of its petals one by one in a silly little game in hope to lift his spirits.
"He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me..."
Just when he was picking off the last petal and about to let loose a definite "he loves me not"
A small slip paper was placed in his open hand, he unfolded it to reveal a phone number written in a neat print along with a very, very familiar name.

"He loves me."

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