THE TOTALLY AWESOME ART MADE BY Patricia_Williams
No one's POV:
You turned on your another side, yawning. Instead of sun frying you alive, the tent was comfortably cool, and you smiled, trying to get some sleep. You took a deep breath, positioning yourself in a comfortable position and sighed. You furrowed your eyebrows, turning around once again, your consciousness starting to slowly wake up. Something was stopping you from falling back asleep. You opened your eyes and shot a glance at the small clock you had brought along with you. Though it was no help since it was still showing your country's time, but you could come to the conclusion that it was pretty early in the morning. You scrunched up your face and rubbed your sleepy eyes, your ears slowly registering the sound coming from outside. You could hear the rain beating a solemn tattoo on the roof of your tent, slowly getting more and more violent. Your face lit up.
"Rain!!" You exclaimed, waking up the two other countries in the tent, Hungary and Austria. Tired Austria shot you an irritated look, turning on his other side, as Hungary just smiled softly at your childish behavior. Okay, maybe you didn't like storms, but rain was a whole other thing! The relaxing pitter-patter on the roof made chills go down your spine, as you were fighting against the urge to run outside and get all wet. Hungary saw the urge on your face and shot you a glare.
"No", She said and you turned to look at her, your lips pouting. You had to fight back a smile as you noticed her messy bedhead and the strap of her tank top falling down. Over the tank top was a warm blanket, keeping her from getting cold at nights. She shook her head, disapproving your idea.
"It is 5am. You will wake up everyone and get yourself sick! I swear you're not doing anything stupid like that on my turn!"
-Timeskip-
"(C/N)!! YOU GREMLIN COME BACK HERE!" Hungary shouted as she was running after you. Just moments ago, you had ran out of the tent, grabbing Hungary with you, which had caused her to fall down on the puddle of water. You had been laughing your ass of, until you noticed the dangerous aura surrounding her. You had gulped and started to run, which brings us to this moment. You could swear you had not ran that fast ever in your life before.
"Everyone!! Wake up!! It's raining!!" You ran and laughed at the same time, running past the tents. If you were awake, there was no way you were kind enough to let others sleep neither. You could feel your abs showing up, and you had hard time breathing. You were already all wet, your damp hair framing your (S/C) face, as you looked back at Hungary with a wide smile on your face. She was getting alarmingly close to you.
"Dogs?!" Prussia asked, sticking his head out of his tent.
"Cats??" Asked China, sticking his head out as well.
"Men?!" The certain American asked, and you grinned.
"Hallelujah!!" You finished, falling to the ground as Hungary finally cached up with you, pinning you on the ground. Hungary smirked, as she was on top of you, not letting you go despite your struggles.
"NOOO! PLEASE SPARE ME! I DONT EVEN KNOW HOW BNHA OR AOT WILL END YET!!" You yelled as Hungary positioned herself better on you, pinning your hands over your head. Her damp hair was falling from behind her ears, tickling your face. There was water dropping down her chin as she was breathing heavily. You gulped.
"You know, that's kinda hot" You said grinning widely, and Hungary let you go, with surprised expression on her face, only noticing the other countries staring at them.
"Just continue, don't mind us" Prussia told, grabbing some popcorn, and the aura Hungary had had just moments ago, came back, as she glared at the albino man. You bursted out laughing, still laying on the ground, as you let the rain thrummer on your body. You were starting to get cold, but you wanted to stay on this moment still for a while, as you took a deep breath, closing your eyes and enjoying the atmosphere in the air.
YOU ARE READING
Camping?! Hetalia x Reader
FanfictionBook 2 》"ɪᴛ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ. ꜱᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ. ᴀꜱ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ, ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴛᴏᴏ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇʀᴏᴇꜱ ᴅᴏ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ? ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍʏ ʜᴇʀᴏ." 《 After the Roadtrip, it's ti...
