Netherlands x reader Lemon 🍋

Ch.2 Sneaking to Work

Ever since that night Abel has been letting me stay at his place. It's really clean and neat, not to mention pretty nice. It's in the nicer part of the city, as he has a pretty large apartment room....like what the hell does he do for a living that gives him so much money?

All he asks me to do is clean up around the house everyday, but he's super keen on it. Everything must be sparkling clean everyday. I've gotten to know his routine as well, since I've been at his place a couple months. He doesn't ask me to pay rent, which is nice.

He wakes up at 7:00am sharp, makes coffee, watches speed skating on his tv and then dips out the house until noon when he comes back with a stack of papers. He'll then stay locked up in his room before he orders some sort of deliver, gives some to me and then goes back into his room for the rest of the day.

But today, I have an idea. I want to figure out what the hell he does for a living. I set my alarm to wake up with his as I get all dressed up. He is normally in formal wear, like a suit or something, but still wears that scarf. Why? I don't know.

"Morning Abel."I yawn a little as I walk to the living room, seeing him sitting on the couch. He sits forward while watching speed skating with his hands clasped together like its the most intense thing he's ever watched. Maybe it's a Dutch thing? "M'rning."Abel responds quietly, not even looking my direction. I sit down next to him and as soon as a couple races finish he stands up.

"I have to go. Make sure the house is clean when I get back. Don't cause any trouble." He always says that. Abel grabs his suitcase and walks out the door, shutting it. I snicker to myself. It is time to start operation snooping!

I turn off the tv and walk out of the place, heading out the building. I can see him from a mile away but Jesus does he walk fast! I mean holy crap he is going to run someone over if he's not careful, and he's quite tall as well, making him look....menacing.

I follow him and I watch him go into this really big looking building. I of course wait a couple minutes and then follow him in. It's...a lobby. He's not there, but I see an elevator and a little water dispenser. Chairs on either side of me. "Heheh.....I will find out what he does here soon enough!" I laugh evilly to myself. I look around the lobby for a little before a rather cheerful girl comes walking in.

She stops dead in her tracks upon seeing me. What? Do I look out of place? She walks up to me and her brown curls are bouncing with her every step. "Excuse me, what country are you?"She asked. "Country?" I raise a brow. What is this place? And why does Abel know of it!

"Uh......."I freeze up as he soft green eyes stare at me. "Are you lost? Perhaps you're a new country!" She smiled at me and grabs my hand, pulling me into the elevator with her. She has a green bow in her hair. "Don't worry! We'll figure out who you are in a moment."

She paused as she pressed the button.
"I am Belgium, but outside of these walls it's Laura."Well this lady has a very...Optimistic aura that is actually choking me to death. She is the opposite of me!

"I wanted to see if my big brother was here early like usual, I have something I need to tell him."Laura seemed quite talkative even though I wasn't replying to anything she was saying. Like what the hell. "Who's your older brother?"

"Netherlands. He's tall and very handsome.....but he's also blunt and materialistic....do you know him?" THAT FUCKING DUTCHMAN?!
"W-Wait.....don't tell me....Abel?"She nods happily as I feel my entire world spinning.

The elevator doors open as she tells me to follow her. Oh no no no this whole operation is going to come apart right now.... "Big brother! This girl I met in the lobby said they knew you! Since when did you make more friends?" I freak out and turn around, button mashing the elevator button for it to come back up. "Hurry up hurry up he's going to kill me hurry up!"I plead quietly.

I hear footsteps coming towards me as I feel a pit grow in my stomach. "Shit shit shit I didn't think this through!"The elevator door opens as I rush inside, just as I was about to let out a sigh of relief he's there.

He steps in the the elevator closes. He didn't press any of the buttons, just staring at me. "Why are you here?"Abel asked, obvious annoyance on his voice as he towers over me. "What I wanted to figure out what you did for work....Mr. 'Netherlands'." I make little air quotes as he grabs my hands.

"Don't you dare disrespect the title of my country. I have been through hell to get the money I have now and you're taking staying at my house for granted."Abel let's go of my hands and takes a pipe out from his pocket, actually lighting it and breathing in the smoke before blowing it out. "You Stress me out."

"Why are you being such a prick about all this though? Sorry I disrespected your country and all but I was just curious. After living at your place for a couple months I thought I had the right to know!"I shoot back at him as his glare only grows. "You have no idea what my job is."He replies coldly to me, smashing his fist on the button for the lobby as he faces forward.

The ride down is silent. He's smoking, which I really don't mind or care. By He never actually smokes...He always has the pipe in his mouth when he comes home but never actually blows out smoke.

Once the elevator stopped he gave me a look that said 'Get out' written all over it. I quickly started out the elevator before I saw Belgium—Laura. His...sister. She seemed to have just ran down the stairs, but she was out of breath. "Oh there you two are!"

Her smile was warm as I felt Abel's cold glare on my back. "Where are you two going? Big brother?" She walked up to him as he stared down at her. "I'm taking (Y/N) Home. Now if you'd please—" "(Y/N)? Oh that is your name! Are you a country like us?"

"A country?"Abel groaned under his breath as he puffed out more smoke. "She's not. She's a regular person. That why she doesn't belong here as the other countries will—" "Is She your assistant?" Assistant....hehe....

"No she isn't—" "Yes I am, I help out with his Uh paperwork."I smirked and held out my hand as Abel had death in his eyes as he muttered something to himself. "Oh! I know we already met but it is nice to met you! I know my brother can be a bit mean but please forgive him."

Abel looked to the side with his arms crossed, obviously annoyed by this woman. "Oh I already know." I said with a smirk, seeing him tense up a bit more from my statement. "I would like to get to the meeting now. If you'd please." Would you look at that. He was holding back on speaking loudly with me because he didn't want me to hear his accent! It's much more prominent and he sounds even more commanding then his little mumbles.

"Okay big brother, you're right."Laura smiled and cling to his arm as I trailed behind them up the stairs. "Hey Laura...If you're Belgium right? You represent Belgium then are you good at making waffles?"She turned her head back to me in shock.

"Of course I am good at making waffles! Those are world famous! Maybe after the meeting we can go to my house for waffles with Spain—" "I'm not eating with him." "Aww come on even after all of these years?" "He's a happy Go Lucky bitch."

Didn't know he had such a strong hate for other people like that, but hey I have to remember how cold he is. How are these two even brother and sister? They seem so different! Laura is actually nice to me while Abel seems like he regrets ever coming into my life.

Once we got upstairs I followed the two into a meeting room that had seats with little flag stickers on the table. Abel took his seat and then Laura next to him with another empty seat next to him. Most of the other seats were taken so I just stood in between the two.

Abel looked at me and rubbed his temples. "Sit in Emiel's seat. He's almost never here."He said, gesturing to the seat next to him. I hesitated to move as I went to the right side of him and sat down, looking at the flag. It looked almost exactly like his own flag, just lighter colors.

As the meeting started I sort of zoned out. I was sorta in my own thoughts about Abel. He seemed so cold and mean but.....I feel like he does it for the best really.He's never smiled ever since I started living at his place. Poor bastard.