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Russian Empire, Prussia, Austria-Hungary x reader (3)

*weeks later*

Everyone was sitting around, bored. There really wasn't anything to do. Prussia let out an over-dramatic sigh and sunk down in his chair.

"You know, I think we should go out to eat, as a group. Somewhere a bit fancy. We all have nothing better to do, and Y/n picked out a very nice dress for an occasion like this." The Russian Empire suggested.

"I think that sounds like a good idea." Y/n smiled. Prussia smirked and Austria-Hungary fidgeted. Eating out while blind could be very embarrassing and he preferred to eat alone in peace.

Nevertheless, he didn't say anything and the four dispersed to get ready. Prussia's suit was black, Russia's was lighter and Austria-Hungary's was white. Y/n's dress was black and tight around her high waist, but puffed out past her knees because she wasn't a fan of slender dresses. She let her hair down and put light products in it so it looked sleek and nice. The Russian Empire and Prussia couldn't take their eyes off of her.

Y/n noticed Austria-Hungary's collar turned inside out on one side. "Oh here, let me help you with that." She fixed the collar with one hand, the other on his shoulder. He smiled shyly.

At the restaurant, Russia took control as usual asked for a table for four. He was expecting Prussia to want a seat next to Y/n, but he sat across from her, leaving Y/n next to Austria-Hungary.

The waiter got them all drinks and salads, Russia getting a water and Prussia getting some type of alcohol. "You look absolutely stunning tonight." Prussia purred while swishing around his straw in the cup. "You don't look so bad yourself." She said with a smile.

They started eating, well everyone but Austria-Hungary. He took a deep breath. "Hey, Y/n?"

"Yeah?" She asked, looking away from the food and up at him. He turned his head back to the salad, hovering the fork over it. "Um.." He trailed off, not wanting to ruin his dignity.

"Oh! Oh yeah, I'll help you out." She took the fork and stabbed some lettuce with dressing, carefully feeding him. He blushed and his cheeks only got redder and warmer throughout the process. The other boys, but Prussia especially, watched in jealousy of his attention.

When his real food came, which was steak, Y/n placed her hands over Austria-Hungary's and guided his hands to cut it in the right place. He appreciated it and it made him feel cared for.

Prussia was already on the second glass of his mystery alcohol.

"Why don't you feed me now?" He leaned in and asked Y/n with a slurred voice.

"Prussia! Oh my god." The Russian Empire couldn't believe his childlessness and hit him on the shoulder.

When everyone was finished Russia asked them how they liked the meal. Y/n and Austria-Hungary said they liked it, and Prussia, lazily leaning on his arm said, "I don't know, it was kinda grOss."

"PRUSSIA! There's a waiter right over there!" Russia whisper-shouted. "Do you ever think about what you're saying?" Y/n and Austria-Hungary burst into laughter.

"Well it's not like sHE made itt!"

The Russian Empire sighed and shook his head, but there was a slight smile on his face. He got ready to pay for all of their meals and Y/n's eyes widened at the price.

"Russia, no. You can't pay for all of this."

He raised an eyebrow. "You don't have any money, Miss."

She huffed. "Prussia. You pay." He handed out about half of it.

"Thank you, Prussia." She said, and the only thing going through Russia's mind was are you actually serious?

Him and Austria-Hungary went to the bathroom and said Y/n and Prussia could wait outside or in the car. It was chilly and dark outside. They decided to just chill in front of the place. Prussia was stumbling around and must've been really drunk.

"Wh- she didn't make the food. I'm just sayin." His voice was incredibly slurred and it made Y/n laugh. He mumbled in what was probably German.

"Hey- listen." He faced her leaning against the wall.

"You're- *hick* really cute, okay?" His cheeks were a bit rosy from the alcohol. His hands were placed on the wall on either side of her, making her trapped.

She held onto his arms. "You're really drunk." But she couldn't help smiling from the compliment.

"I know I'm drunk."

He shifted his weight.

"But it's impossible to stare at you from across a table all day..,"

He leaned in.

"..and not want to kiss you."

In that moment he did look sober, and it almost seemed to Y/n that he had faked the whole 'drunk' thing just to get a good laugh. It was surreal.

Within a moment their lips were connected, and they tasted each other's mouths, exploring them. Something about the cold air and the warmth of their bodies so close was amazing. It felt like it would never end.

Prussia hugged her and held her close, burying his head in her neck.

"I love you."

He murmured, muffled.

Y/n stared off at the sky, which was looking quite pretty, while her heart pounded.

Holy heck.

The doors creaked as The Russian Empire and Austria-Hungary came out of them. Russia walked over and tried to pry Prussia off of the girl.

"Alllright, buddy. Get off of her." He whined and eventually budged. His eyelids were half closed and he had a goofy smile. Russia held onto the shorter boy's shoulders from behind so he wouldn't fall over.

"He kissed me." She told them, while booping Prussia's nose.

"I kiSSed her." Prussia slurred. "I diD iT."

The Russian Empire tried to read Y/n's expression to choose a good response. His answer could have been anywhere from 'disgusting!' to 'very brave of him' or 'congratulations', but, Y/n's face was so unreadable that he was too scared of saying the wrong thing to say anything.

Austria-Hungary felt like he just wanted to go home, back to his safe place with his soothing music and never leave.

In fact, on the whole way home nothing was heard but Prussia's faint humming.