Hetalia x Male Reader

Norway x Male Reader (Halloween Special!)

A party. A thing that happened to look a lot easier to plan on television than it was in reality. (M/N) was quick to learn that. Especially when the party has a theme. Halloween, the most obvious invitation for grown adults to dress up in sizes that's actually the same as an eight year old, grinding up at each after taking too many shots.

Sounds like a blast! At least that's what went through (M/N)'s mind as he send out the invitations to his many friends. Everything had been planned quite nicely, down to the last detail, from what he would wear to what he would serve, to how the fake spiderwebs should drape over one of his lamps.

Hard work was put into decorating (M/N)'s house, especially by said male himself as no help was to get from his friends as they thought everything would be much more interesting if they hadn't seen it before arriving at the party. Although even harder work was put into keeping his medium sized apartment clean for the week in between (M/N)'s first decoration day to the actual day of the party. It had been hard, but he managed. Well, kind of.

It looked decent as (M/N) opened up the door to his friends, a wide grin resting on his face. A lot of people had already arrived and to no ones surprise it was quite noisy already. The apartment was filled to the brim with people, a stench of alcohol going through the rooms and towards everyones nostrils, making it know that the party had officially started. Well, somewhat. Although the host of the party had already been out and around, greeting the many people while they arrived, he had done it in overly large sweatpants and a hoody. He had already explained to everyone asking that his true costume would be much more interest, which is why he saved it for later.

Most people had sniggered and brushed him off before turning back to their drinks with a grin, rejoining the conversations they had previously been in. (M/N) didn't mind and budded out before greeting the last few people at the door, soon disappearing to one of the locked rooms down behind.

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"Stop it, Matthias!" Lukas exclaimed, smacking a certain danes hand away from his cape, which happened to be captivating said man at the moment. The two were standing up at the bar, Matthias' being clingy as always as he poked, nudged and played with Lukas' costume, almost like an overly interactive toddler would.

Making Lukas sigh, said man turned away from Matthias, getting a glass of water before returning, a scowl on his face. "But, Lukas! It looks so good!" Matthias defended, the grin lingering on his face as he continued to poke and pull on the Norwegian males cape. After a small portion of time, Matthias ended up getting bored, not bothering to annoy his friend anymore as he was dragged a way by a few friends of his, Gilbert and Alfred, so they could go play some drinking game that Lukas couldn't help but find ridicules and awfully childish, thinking about the fact that everyone at the party was at least in their mid to late twenties.

Although a few minutes later the party's before somewhat loud music was interrupted and drowned by the sound of loud laughter, created by the many guests. Lukas raised a brow as he looked towards the stairs where (M/N) had just arrived, the mans costume causing the many grins and loud laughter.

As Lukas got closer and went through the crowd, he soon saw the cause of the others laughter. The grown, rather muscular man could be seen laying on the stairs, flaunting himself like a model would, dressed in the most hilarious outfit everyone had seen. Even Lukas couldn't help but snigger a little. The costume itself consisted of a tight, latex like material, formed like a sleeveless female bathing suit. (M/N) was also wearing fishnet stockings under the tight outfit. As he stood up, the bunny ears on his head moved a little, making him look quite charming in the right light. The crowd had calmed down a little as the male stood up, heals clinking against the floor as a smirk splattered on his face, the small, fluffy tail on his behind moving a little as he walked, half of his butt cheeks exposed, the male showing no shame at all as people started wolf whistling at him.