A bunch of hetalia oneshots/ drabbles i guess?

PruHun

"We aren't just friends and you fucking know it," Gilbert said as he looked at Elizabeta.

"Yeah, so then what are we?" She asked sarcastically, but secretly wanting a response.

"I don't know, but we've crossed the line of friends months ago," Gilbert replied turning his body to her. She faced him, her turmoil clouding her olive green eyes.

"What's that supposed to mean?" she questioned defensively.

"It means that we don't do things that people who are 'just friends' do," he replied coolly. Elizabeta furrowed her honey brown eyebrows as she tried to pinpoint the exact moment of when that happened.

"How?" She asked in defeat.

"Remember when you and Natalia broke up, and you were crying at my doorstep while it was raining at 3 am because you couldn't sleep," Gilbert remarked in order to jog her memory.

"Liz, is that you?" Gilbert yawned as he cracked open the door.

"Yeah, Nat broke up with me," Liz choked out between sobs.

"Come in before you break down my door." She stepped inside. Drenched with tears and rain, Gilbert went to grab her some spare clothes that she left when she stayed over.

"Go take a shower, change into these and then we'll talk on the couch. Coffee will be waiting on the table when you get back and I'll grab the blanket from my room that you like to steal," Gilbert stated tiredly as he started for the Keurig.

After finishing his cup, he went across the hall to find the plaid throw blanket. He walked back and waited for her, blanket lying neatly adjacent to him. By the time she came back, he was half asleep and her mug was steaming.

"Gil," she nudged, "wake up." His white eyelashes fluttered awake to reveal red eyes shining with sleep.

"Hmm," he looked around frantically only to see Elizabeta next to him swaddled in the blanket. "Oh, yeah, why'd she break up with you?"

"Turns out she wasn't 'physically attracted' to me, and was only there for my personality," the green eyed girl snarked. She felt used somehow, like she was there only to cure Natalia's loneliness.

"What, that's bullshit. You're amazing both physically and personality wise," he said.

"Really, 'cause I don't feel like it," she spoke softly. Tears welled in her eyes as she looked at him to find some ounce of teasing. She came up empty handed.

"Come here," he said as he hugged her. Tears soon started to stain his red shirt as he comforted her. She looked up at him and on impulse, kissed him. Gilbert was in shock, but kissed back with sweetness and sincerity.

"Yeah, but that was a one time thing," she answered as they both sat up.

"Sure it was, just like the one after that, or the one after that, and don't forget the one in a ditch as we ran from the crackhead on third," he mocked.

"Fine, then what are we?" she asked annoyed that she couldn't figure it out as she stood up.

"We're more than friends and if anybody asks, tell them it's none of their business," Gilbert said giving her something she'd be satisfied with for now.

"Ok," she said as she got him to his feet so they could both head inside.