Let the World Sing; Hetalia Oneshot Book

America x Reader; Americano

Your name is (Y/N) (M/N) (L/N) and you work at a small café. You moved from your home town to have a fresh start in a big city. You wanted to experience city life for how it was, and wanted to add excitement into your life, just like in anime.

As you locked the door to your apartment, you started to walk to the café, but as you turned to corner you bumped into someone. He had dirty blond hair and blue eyes shielded by his glasses. He was taller then you and had a alluring built. You blushed, but had no clue is to why. He looked at you and gave a smile.

"Oh, sorry. I didn't see you dudette." He apologized, while he scratched the back of his head.

"No don't be! It was my fault, and I should have looked where I was going." You reassured. The apologizing continued back and forth until you looked at your watch. You were late!

"Sorry stranger, I have to go! I'm late!" You said, as you ran off. He stood there dumbfounded for a couple of seconds until he started to follow you.

You made it, before your boss came in for inspection. You mentally fist-bumped for getting away from a lecture. For hours you brewed coffee to random people wishing for it. You felt at bliss when you gave someone the coffee they wanted. This continued threw out the day until the man you bumped into on the street came up to the register.

"Y-you again!" You said, really surprised.

"Y-yeah, I didn't know you worked here." He stated, while looking away.

"Well? What do you want to order sir?" You asked, with a huge smile plastered on your face.

"Do you have any hamburgers?" He asked, as he gave a huge grin.

"Sorry, but no." You replied, as he slung his head in disappointment.

"Well, I'll just have an Americano and that will be all." He ordered. You nodded, told him the price, and brewed his Americano. Once you set it out for him, he took a sip and thanked you for the coffee. After a couple of minutes, he left.

Through the next few months, the blond haired man just kept coming in for coffee, everyday. You were surprised that he did the same thing everyday. He asked for a Americano, thanked you, drank it, and just left. He even came in at the same time everyday; or at least near it. Sometimes he would bring friends, but most of the time he drank alone. You started to develop a crush on the blond haired man, but you didn't even know his name! You were determined to ask him what his name was. And sure enough, he came the next day. As he opened his mouth, your blurted,

"What's your name?"

He looked at you surprised for a minute, but then eased into a smile.

"That's funny dudette, because I was going to ask you the same question, but since we both want to know, then will you go on a date with me? So we can learn who we are?" He asked, in the most cringy way possible. You both agreed to meet outside of the shop after your shift. Once work was over the man took your wrist and pulled you, like a child. You thought it was absolutely adorable. He dragged you into a park and sat you a bench, then sat down with you.

"So? How will we address our names?" You asked.

"We will give one hint. If the person does not get it, then they have to do what the other tells them to do for one minute." He explained, "Alright, you first."

"Well, (hint that implies your name)." You hinted.

"Is your name (Y/N)?" He asked, as you nodded.

"Alright, the thing you serve me everyday at 9:27 am, it has part of my name in that."

"Is your name Cano?" You asked, but he nodded no.

"Meri?" You asked again, but he shook his head.

"Amer? Is it Amer?" You exclaimed, but he said no. You thought for a very long time until you thought of one.

"Is it Rican? Please tell me it's Rican!"

"Nope, want another hint?" He asked, as an eyebrow raised. He seemed pleased that you have to do whatever this guy says for 4 minutes.

"I'm a personification of a country." He said, as your jaw dropped.

"Then your name is America?" You asked, kinda concerned about his given name.

"Nah, it's not my real name. I am a personification of America, but you can call me that." You explained, as your last brain cells died, "Remember, you have to do what I say for 4 minutes~"

And with that you and America started to kiss each other. It was passionate, but sweet. After  a couple of seconds, America asked you to be his girlfriend, and you said yes