Roadtrip?! Hetalia x Reader

10: The Evening

No one's POV:

~~Timeskip brought you by BTT~~

Two hours had passed now, and the sun was setting down, colouring the sky with the warm colours.

You watched in peace, sitting under the tree, as the sun slowly disappeared behind the horizon. The music was heard in the background from the bus' radio and you took your sketchbook from next to you, trying to sketch the beautiful view in front of you.

Keyword, you tried.

After the tenth time, trying to draw one line you gave up and putted the sketchbook back next to you.

"Damn it, why can't i draw!?" You raged and leaned against the tree, sighing. Someone lifted the sketchbook up and you quickly turned around, seeing France.

"Give it back!" You yelled to him, trying to grab the sketchbook back, failing.

"You lied when you said that you can't draw! C'est beau!" He said and you could guess that he just complimented your work.

"Well.. I don't think so" You muttered and France gave the sketchbook back to you, sitting next to you.

"What are you doing here all alone, ma chérie?" He asked.

"Mm.. I just wanted some time alone" You said in thought.

"Do you mind if i'm here with you?" He asked.

"Well you're here already" You responded and giggled a little.

Just then 'Perfect' by Ed Sheeran, started playing in the bus' radio. The last sunrays started to dissappear, the sky was red and the view was breathtaking.

I found a love for me
Darling just dive right in
And follow my lead..

Then France stood up and turned to you.

"Care to dance, ma fleur?" He asked, offering his hand to you.
You nodded hesitating, taking his hand and you stood up.
You were unsure what to do, but France seemed like he had done this many many times before, and he probably had. Thought of, that he has been with so many women saddened you a bit by unknown reason, but you just shrugged it off.

He gently placed his hand on your waist and gently took your hand in his, while you placed your hand on his shoulder. He pulled you closer to him and you started to dance along with the music.

Baby, I'm dancing in the dark with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song
When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath
But you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight

You looked at your feet, with a light blush on your cheeks, watching that you didn't step on his foot. He took his hand that were on you waist, and placed it under your chin, gently lifting your chin up, so you were watching straight at his blue eyes.

"Now it's better" He said and chuckled when he saw blush covering your cheeks.

Why is he doing this? You thought as two of you danced.

You started to sweat, because you were afraid of stepping on his foot.

Then it happened. You stepped on his foot.

"Oh! I'm so so so sorry!" You half yelled and he just watched you in amusement.

"Don't worry ma chérie, it's alright" He said and you sighed in relief. You weren't sure what you had expected but now you didn't have to worry.

When you stopped it was already dark and the sky was clear, making the stars visible. The breathtaking view was only a memory anymore.

"You're actually pretty good at dancing" France said and you thanked him, smiling. The two of you headed to the campfire where everyone was.