Hetalia Preferences!

America x Reader - My Hero

Okay, this is what I wanted to happen. Anyway enjoy the longest story yet!

~ You had been working at that disgusting McDonalds for a year now. Everything about that place was boring and gross until one day. The day started as it normally would, you woke at 6 am, got ready and left. However, today was a surprise. You worked the register, one of your least favorite. There was basically no one even there that day, then he came in. A tall man in uniform, like a war hero.

"Hi, welcome to McDonalds. Are you ready to order?" You said. He stared at the menu for about 5 seconds.

"Yeah, I'll have 10 Big Macs, 3 Large Colas, and 7 large fries please!" He chimed. Your eyes were almost popping out of your skull and your mouth gaped open.

"Um, that will be $55.43" You stammered. He handed you his card, you swiped it only to see that he is super rich. After a few minutes you handed him a tray with all his food piled on top. He flashed a smile before waddling to a seat. As you had nothing better to do, you cleaned the counter. While wiping down the hard surface, the door opened. You looked up and saw a huge guy with a mask on. He also had a paper bag and a gun, he stormed toward you and started barking orders.

"Listen bitch, get all the money from the register and put it in the bag, now!" He dictated. Tears started streaming down your frozen face. You started to whimper while he still waited for you to follow his command. " I said now!" He hissed. Your shaking hands opened the register and slipped the money in the bag.

While the robber was distracted by the transaction, the customer stood from his seat and tip-toed over behind the robber.

"I'm the hero." He whispered before slamming the robber's head on the counter, making him drop the gun. He scrambled around on the floor, feeling for the weapon. The customer stomped on his hands, getting a yell out of him. He then continued punching repeatedly, After a few more hits he ran out, leaving everything behind.

"Are you okay?" He asked. You were still trembling from what you just saw. Too many thoughts were racing through your mind at once, it was a little difficult to speak. You just slowly nodded and he sighed with relief.

"Okay good, I'm gonna call the police." He finished, then pulled out his phone and dialed.

...I'm the hero... The words stuck like glue. Why would he say something like that? You thought.

"They're on their way. You sure you're okay? He was pretty mean." He asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," ...Hero... "It's you I'm worried about, hero." You beamed. His face became flushed and he could barely respond. Both of you just laughed playfully.

"Well, I'm America!" He marveled. You were a little bit shocked, you didn't even realize it!

"I'm (Y/N), it's an honor" You smiled. The two of you bonded until the cops arrived. He protected you that day, and everyday after that. ~