hetalia x male reader

2p America x male reader college dorms

Authors note- aaaaaaa I forgot to upload these I'm sorry ;-;
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I stared over at (Name) on his bed and watched as he sketched something in his book. "What kind of things do you have in that sketchbook of yours?" I asked. He looked over at me then back to his book. "Mostly things I want to keep in my memory." He replied.

"How many times have you drawn me then?" I half teased. He huffed and started flipping through his pages. "Wait you actually have drawn me?" I said sitting up. "Sometimes I do but sometimes I like to try different body types and so far yours was the best to draw." I tried to slow my heart rate down and think of a quick witted reply.

"So you like my body doll face. Maybe sometime I'll do some nude modeling for you." "Allen no oh my god. I do like drawing your body type but wouldn't it be weird after I've seen you nude?" He asked. "Its only weird if you keep thinking of my dick." I replied. "I don't know It would probably stay in my mind." He said starting to sound nervous.

"Did you actually just say you would think about my dick." I asked and (Name) began blushing and covered his face. Holy shit he can be really cute sometimes. "We are having a conversation about your dick how could I not think about that." He said but his words were muffled from his hands.

"Are you thinking of my dick (Name)?" "I can't think of your dick if I don't know what it looks like." He did have a point so I kept it at that. I looked up at the cracked and shitty ceiling while (Name) went back to drawing whatever it was. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine I was drowning."What would you consider your flaws?" I snapped my eyes open and looked over at the beautiful (colour) eyes that asked the question.

If people saw him as close up as I did, they would be in love with him as well. His eyes looked like the many colours of nature, I would've accused him of stealing every breathtaking colour in his eyes if it weren't for the fact it would be impossible "There's absolutely nothing flawed about me." I lied and thought of everything I hated about myself.

He snorted and made a doubting noise as if to contradict me. "Besides (Name) what kind of fucking question is that?" I asked. "I don't know really..... I guess I just wanted to know you better." (Name) replied laughing a bit. I chewed at the inside of my mouth till I tasted a metallic feeling on my tongue. "What about you?" I asked.

He loomed over at me confused. "Huh?" "What would you consider your flaws?" I repeated trying to sound annoyed. "Oh sorry, I guess there's quite a bit." He said. "If you tell me all yours I'll tell you one of mine." I baited. He took the bait and smiled. "Okay but you can't give me a weak one." I crossed my heart and smiled.

"To start off I think I'm too short for my age." I snorted and he shot me a glare. "For my second I fall in love to easily." He said and I felt my breath get caught in my throat. I wouldn't be surprised if I was found dead here. "My third I know I'm boring to be around." He returned and I became increasingly annoyed.

The one interesting person I know thinks their boring, great. "I love my mother but I hate how I'm a burden on her. She worried over me too much but when I left I felt better knowing she won't have to worry about me accept for when she needs to." (Name) looked like he was going to cry and he had barely started.

"I know exactly how to bring people down and tear groups apart but you would view that as a talent right?" He started to chew on his bottom lip. I remembered when I punched him and he had a swollen lip for a week. "Yeah it is a gift but you know when to use it which makes it better." I replied and leaned against the wall.

"My last flaw is that..." He looked away. "Is what?" I asked. He snapped his head to me and I'm sure he gave himself whiplash. "I want to hear yours before I finish." He said. I shrugged, it was fair enough I would have to tell him something eventually. "I guess there's only one thing I can think of." I lied again going through the mental list I kept in my head.

He looked at me tentatively as if I was telling him the secret of life. "I really.... How do I phrase this without sounding sad." We stayed silent for awhile as I tried to think. "I dislike the thought of me being alone." I said. "What's that supposed to mean?" He said getting out of his bed. He moved to the side of mine and sat down on the floor.

"It means I don't want to be alone (Name)." I said again. He frowned and shook his head. "I guess I can see where your coming from no one wants to be alone. But why do you think you'd end up alone." It was as if the answer wasn't already obvious.

"Because life is horrible and I couldn't imagine having a future if someone wasn't in it." I said. "You make it seem like your gonna die if someone isn't with you." He said biting his lip again. "Well wouldn't it scare you too? To just be alone and forgotten by everyone you loved." He looked away and frowned.

"What if you only had one person there for you?" He asked blushing. "Depends who really. I just want to not be alone." I said. He nodded and ran a hand over his shirt to smooth it out. "But what if you don't find someone who would be there for you?" His voice was starting to get shaky. Am I upsetting him by saying these things.

"I think I already found someone it just depends on if they want to stay with me." His eyes widen and he looks like he's going to cry again. "Who is it?" He asks shakily. "I don't feel like telling." I say and he immediately frowns. "I won't tell her I promise." He says rubbing his hand over his thigh and I feel the jealousy once again.

I chuckle and lean closer to him. "Its not a girl." I reply. He looks away with a faint smile. "Is it Olivier? He would make you happy." "Ew no!Nope that's far from who I want " "Are they well known?" "Yep anybody who knows them goes to this school."

"Whats their personality like?" "They are one of the most tolerable out of everyone. Although that doesn't say much." "How old are they?" "They turned 20 this year." "What month?" "(Birth month)." "How long have you known them." "Ever since I was young and less messed up." "Do they have (hair colour) and (eye colour)?"

"That's rather specific but yes they do." "Do they wear (fav colour)?" "Yep its their favorite colour." "Are they in love with their best friend?" "God I hope so." "How long would you stay with them." "Forever if I could." "How long have you felt this way?"

"Ever since he asked me to stay up with him because he didn't want to sleep. We spent the entire evening talking and I thought how much I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him." (Name) stood up and went to shut the door and turn off the light. He came back and sat down beside me.

"...I love you." He said. "Cool." I replied, my heart was going to burst. This boy is going to be the death of me. "Can I sleep in your bed tonight?" "You don't have to ask." I said and laid down. He laid beside me soon after. My mind was blank and I felt like I had died.

If I was alive life wouldn't be this good to me. (Name) reached and started to run his fingers through my hair. "When are you going to cut it next?"  He asked. I considered the question for a second "Maybe next week." I pulled him closer to me. I wanted him closer but that wasn't physically possible. I shut my eyes and listened to his breathing. I feel asleep listening to the person I loved most.

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Authors note- I love the trash known as Allen