2p hetalia boyfriend scenarios

Meeting!

Oliver~
Ooooo a nice cupcake and some tea would be nice right now. You were walking down the streets of Great Britain. God it was beautiful! You held your book to your chest tightly and looked up at the sign of the little shop.
"Oliver's... Bakery"
You smiled to your self and walked in chiming the bell. A pastel head shot his head up and looked at you smiling.
"Hello love, how may I help you today"!
You smiled and loved how cheerful he was.
"Just a cupcake and some tea please"
"Of course"!
You payed and took your drink and sweet snack and sat down. You were completely focused on your book that you hadn't noticed you here all day!
"Um, hello.. love. I'm closing the shop now"
A British voice spoke softly, you turned your head and seen that it was night.
"Oh dear I'm sorry I was caught up in my book"
He smiled.
"Oh , no need to apologize, I like to get into a good book too"
The man smiled and winked.
You walked to the door and stopped turning around.
"I'm y/n"
"Oliver".

Allen~
"UGH"
You sat with your dad at a baseball game. You hated baseball all you wanted to do was be at the beach with your friends but nooooo your dad just had to bring you to the game. Things were getting intense. 'I'm sure dad wouldn't notice if I went out for a bit'
You got up and went to the bath room. You were walking until u bumped into something hard.
"Oh I'm sorr-"
You looked straight only to see a big muscular chest. You gulped in fear.
"Hey doll face, I'm up here"
The man had a jersey accent, I looked up and seen his face god he was hot. His tan skin, red eyes, and brown chestnut hair. This guy was the bad boy type.
He wore a brown bomber jacket, a tight white tank top that showed off.. oh my.. his big pecks and body, and he wore blue jeans with a pair of shoes. He was the real deal.
"What's a small girl like you doing here alone"
"Oh I was just heading to the bathroom... also I'm actually here with my dad, he dragged me out here"
You rolled your eyes, earning a chuckle from the man.
"I'm Allen, but call me al"
He stuck out his hand and smirked. You shook it gladly and smiled.
"Y/n"
"Here"
He grabbed a small piece of paper and a pen and wrote something down, he put it in your hand and you read the note.
'I like you,
Call me sometime'

~Al

You smiled at his number and put it in your pocket.

~Mathieu
Early mornings costumers chattered about as they ate their breakfast. You worked at a small café just out of town witch was nice cuz it was quiet and peaceful, everyone lived in small cabins and enjoyed life. Also it was even better that it was in Canada. You loved or country so much (if our not Canadian just patented you are). The bell rang, and I popped up looking at the person who came in.... and his polar bear... wait what?! You quickly made your way over.
"Um pardon me sir but you can bring in your polar bear"
He frowned his brows.
"Why can't I"
"Oh it's just a rule, u can't have any pets in here... not even bears.."
"Fine"
The man walked out and made his huge polar bear sit outside, he came back in and I smiled, getting a small shy smile back.
"Now how may I take or order"
The Canadian thought than Spoke up.
"Pancakes"
You smiled your best smile.
"Coming right up".
~le time skip~
The man left and I took the money of the table.
"Oh.. a tip... and a note?"
You picked up the note and read it.
'The names mathieu, call me. P.s I'm sure Kuma will forgive you for making him sit outside'
You giggled and slipped it into your pouch of your apron and walked off taking the next persons order.

~Francois
The bar smelled of gross old men and beer. You didn't wanna be here but it was girls night and every girls night you guys go to the club.. and your the one who ends up driving everyone home. You weren't a drinker, the only time you drink is at holidays or special occasions but instead of beer you drank wine. You sat tired at the bar, the bartender asked if you wanted at least a glass of water. You sighed and nodded .
"You don't like it here do you"?
You turned your head to smoke you coughed.
"N-no I don't. I was actually dragged here"
The smoke cleared and there was a tired looking blonde French man. You found him attractive with his shoulder length hair, scruff and well just the way he was. And those eyes burned right through you.
His expression hadn't changed it just stayed the tired glum looking face. He took a sip of his vodka and puffed his smoke. You coughed once again.
You hated people who smoked and drank... but little did you know that this French man would end up being yours ;)

~Viktor
"No..no that's not the right color"
You were struggling trying to find the right paint color you needed for your painting. The store was silent there wasn't much people here then again it was like 3 am in the morning. You looked at all the shelfs.. then there it was.. the color you needed.. buttttttt it was in the very top shelf. And you were a very tiny girl there was no way you were gonna reach it but you tried. You jumped and ran climbed the shelfs and still couldn't get it u till a big hand grabbed the color and gave it to you.
"Thank you"
You looked up and kept looking up... this man was tall.. he looked down at you and nodded.
"You do know that purple was on bottom shelf, da?"
Your eyes went wide and slowly looked at the bottom shelf and there is was the shade of purple you needed. You screamed slightly. The tall man chuckled.
"I'm viktor, nice to meet you"
His thick Russian accent shivered through you.
"Y/n, nice to meet you viktor"
You thought for a second and gave him your number smiling shyly. He blushed a tiny bit and nodded taking the paper and putting it in his pocket walking away. You giggled.