Hetalia x Reader ONESHOTS

America x Reader - A Silly Confession

Why is it that seeing him brightens my day?  

Why is it that time passes so quickly when I'm with him?

Why is it that I laugh the loudest when I'm with him?

Why is it that I'm the happiest when I'm with him?

And why is it that... I feel so lonely without him?

Your chest began to tighten at your last thought, causing you to squeeze the soft pillow you held in your embrace. Oh, how you hated feeling this way. If only you were someone very special to him, you would be able to be close to him without needing to come up with excuses.

Like... like lovers? Yeah... being lovers would be wonderful... You thought dreamily.

So, with a newly formed resolution, you made up your mind and decided to confess to the person you love!

But... how should I confess and make sure I wouldn't get rejected? You buried your face in the soft pillow. Oh, right! I'll just ask America for help.

America has always loved sticking his nose into other people's affair so he would surely help you without hesitation, right? Not to mention, you two are best friends. Moreover, you have a feeling that the chances of getting rejected by your crush would drastically decrease if you asked for his help. Or maybe you were being too optimistic?

Knowing America, he would probably be more optimistic than me.

With a confident smile on your face, you threw the pillow away and jumped off the bed. You swiped your keys and cell phone off the table, and sprinted towards the door, heading for America's house which was only 10 minutes away.

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Once you had arrived in front of his door, you took out the spare key for his house he had given you in the past and unlocked the door. You came in, locked the door, and started climbing the stairs to get to his room.

It wasn't hard to find his room since you've been here so many times, you've already memorized the entire layout of his house. Though, it was more like a mansion since his house was so enormous; in fact, the first time you came here, you got lost just trying to find the bathroom. Still, if only the walls weren't painted in red and blue stripes, it would have appeared way better, but he is the country of the United States. And, hey, it's his house! You can't do anything about that.

Before you entered his bedroom, you knocked politely on his door twice and then, twisted the golden doorknob to enter his room.

"Hey, America!" You greeted cheerfully.

His undivided attention was currently on the video game he was playing on his PS4.

"Yo, ___!" He greeted back without giving you a glance. "Wanna play with me today?"

"Sorry, not today," you declined and told him the purpose of your visit, "I came here to ask for your advice on something."

"What is it?" He questioned; yet, he still kept his eyes glued to the TV screen while his fingers rapidly pressed the buttons on the controller at an incredible speed.

"I want your advice on how to confess to the guy I like," you said plainly with your hands intertwined behind your back.

After your words left your lips, his fingers abruptly halted their movements, stopping the character's actions in the game and within a few seconds, you heard the screen shout loudly, "GAME OVER."