Hetalia One shots (TAKING REQUESTS)

2p!America x Reader

Jason burst through the door of his girlfriends apartment, smirking he walked casually into her apartment.

" Doll face, where ya at?" Jason called into the living room, a t.v. could be heard playing some show. Jason walked into the living room and smirked even more. His girlfriend was laying on the couch, one leg dangling off of the black couch, her arm over her eyes, but Jason suddenly scowled at the attire she was wearing. A Canadian flagged long sleeved shirt. He marched up to her and crossed his arms over his chest, tapping his foot impatiently. He sighed annoyed that she hasn't woken up yet and plopped down next to her feet. He couldn't stay mad at her forever, no she was like the most badass person he knew. She could talk crap about his brother and not give a care in the world. She even made Oliver so mad with her cursing that he literally almost stabbed her, but she roundhoused kicked him.

I guess thats what you get when you date a Branginsky.

She moved on the couch and curled up into a ball, her front facing the cushion of the couch. Jason got an idea and shedded his bomber jacket off and threw it on the floor, kicking off his sneakers he layed down next to the girl. He wrapped his tan arms around her waist, spooning her. He kissed the temple of her head and rested it there, not before whispering into her ear softly.

" Love ya doll face."