Hetalia x Male Reader - One Shot Book

Werewolf- America x reader

A/n: HEY guys, it's me, so since it's Halloween soon I wanted to write a small fic for it, but eh I don't know what to write about, so this'll be very bad. But anyone who reads this please request as i need ideas. Anyways please, anyone who is reading this, enjoy.

Okay, some backstory here, reader is a werewolf and is invited to Alfred's Halloween party, but no one knows that he is werewolf so after getting drunk, idk, just read I cant think of anything right now.

-Lets start-

-narrator-

The messy house of the c/n male was silent throughout the night as the resident slept heavily, it wasn't a calm sleep, rather a sleep induced by the lack of unconsciousness from the past days. The male had stayed awake for three days and nights as it was the full moon soon and he wasn't excited for it, a werewolf was never excited for a full moon, he found that tiring himself out for days before it would mean that he would have more so of a night equal to that of a drunks. If a werewolf tired themselves out before the full moon it would mean they would have less energy to spend actually on the night of a full moon, but this had it's pitfalls, it mean that for the day and night of the full moon it would feel like the werewolf was drunk or had a hangover.

The werewolf awoke with a cute yawn, stretching out on the messy bed covered in blankets thanks to the cold near-winter conditions due to it being the day of Halloween. The h/c haired male pushed a hand through the disheveled mop of hair atop his head, trying to awaken himself further. A small headache came over him as he went to get up, ignoring the headache, m/n stumbled out of bed and basically fell into the bathroom. M/n stopped and the sink, looking himself in the eye- his reflection in the eye, sighing in disappointment and fatigue. The male turned on the shower, clumsily getting in, tripping halfway from his recent awakening, standing under the running water.

After getting out of the shower, m/n found that his once forgotten phone was laying on the floor just to the side of the toilet. He picked it up and checked his messages finding that his good friend Alfred had texted him too many times to count, barley reading the latest message before being interrupted he heard the front door open. His wolf-like senses kicked in causing him to be able to hear things a lot better, hearing a fast, almost excited, heartbeat, he sniffed the air, the scent of fast food invaded his nose as he immediately knew who it was-Alfred.

The one and only m/n walked clumsily down the stairs to the bottom floor of his small house, breathing out in agitation, as he saw his American friend laying on his clean couch, not that the c/n cared. M/n pulled a clean red and blue striped oversized shirt as he walked to the lounge, sneaking up on the American male. M/n silently placed his hands on the back of the couch leaning his head over and next to Alfred who was watching TV, before whispering;

"What, the fuck, are you doing in my house?"

A flinch was erupted from the American as he was scared by the other male who snuck up on him, before a grin grew on his face as he turned around and grabbed the unsuspecting werewolf in a hug.

"Yo, m/n, dude you have to come to this years Halloween party, it's gonna be great!"

"I- uh, fine I guess I have to."

The male couldn't refuse this year as he already had for all the years he'd been invited before, m/n groaned, it was the full moon tonight as well.

"Go get ready dude, the party's in a hour!"

A hum was all that was heard in response, as the male went upstairs to go get changed, when he came back downstairs he was pulling his trainers on.

"Alfred, I'm ready dude... Get the fuck out of my food."

The American jumped quickly placing the chocolate back in the fridge, and putting his hands up in defence of the sleepy male.