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Russian Empire, Prussia, Austria-Hungary x reader (4)

Y/n sat in Austria-Hungary's room, chatting with him while music played in the background from that lovely radio. She liked to come here a lot lately, it was just so peaceful and a great way to pass time.

"I still can't believe Prussia kissed you the other night." He said while flipping through the stations.

"He had a mad hangover the next morning." She remembered him groaning while holding his head and telling Russia to stop being so loud.

"He apologised. He said, 'I shouldn't have gone that far' and 'I hope you don't hate me.'"

"Well at least that's somewhat responsible for once. How was it?"

"How was what?"

"The kiss."

"Oh.. well, it wasn't bad actually. Seemed genuine, even though he was super intoxicated."

He shook his head with a smile. "He's lost.."

"..also, I can't believe you literally fed me salad in front of a whole restaurant of people."

"Your cheeks were so red." She giggled.

There was a comfortable silence for a while.

"Did I ever tell you, I like to write? The Russian Empire probably has some paper. Hold on." Y/n ran off to his office. She knocked and came in, told Russia the situation and he gave her some supplies.

"If you like writing, you must like reading too right? I love reading, and if you want something to read you can borrow my favourite book." He handed her a pretty thick black book with a leather cover.

"Ah, thanks."

She came back with some paper, along with a pencil and clipboard and Russia's book. She sat with her knees up and the clipboard resting on her thighs. She began to write, the sound of the pencil hitting the paper as some good asmr.

She always imagined the scenario in her head like she was really there, and then from the perspective of all the characters to get the most detail.

At some point during her writing, she opened her eyes to her last sentence as just an ugly scribble. Sometimes that would happen and it was bizarre, she'd have a sleep attack for a few seconds and then have no memory of it. She sighed and erased the last bit. It was frustrating.

She wrote many pages, back and front before deciding to get a start on Russia's book. Austria-Hungary heard her flipping through the pages. She was barely started when the boy next to her spoke up.

"Could you read it to me?" He asked, and Y/n realised that he couldn't read on his own unless it was Braille and how much that must suck.

"My voice is terrible, though." She whined self-consciously.

"I think your voice is very lovely."

So she started reading it aloud, and it took up the whole afternoon. By the end of the day, Y/n was sitting on Austria-Hungary's bed leaning against the wall, almost halfway through the book. He laid next to her.

Her voice and their occasional laughing at a mispronounced word could be heard faintly through the thin walls, and it made two eavesdroppers smile.

Getting to the end of a chapter, she slammed the book shut and laid it on her chest, sinking down to laying fully. "I think that's enough for one day."

In this casual atmosphere, Austria-Hungary felt he wanted to touch her. Not in a sexual way, but just to make sure she was real, and not just an out-of-reach voice. Sometimes it felt like that was all that she was.

He intertwined an arm with her. And then he got closer, hugging the arm and resting his head on her shoulder.

Y/n looked down at the boy who couldn't look back up at her. There was a small cute smile on his face. She was tired and was about to sit up before she could fall asleep, but decided not to.

"I'll sleep here." She mumbled, and of course Austria was fine with it, so she closed her eyes and the world faded away.

Prussia came to fetch her about a half hour later, when she never came into his room where she'd slept every other night. He was greeted by the sight of them lying together, Austria clinging onto her, a book on Y/n's chest, both fast asleep. He tapped on the doorframe in thought and decided not to disturb them, so he walked back out to his room and slept alone that night.

The Russian Empire stayed up very late working on official paperworks, and when he finally got too tired to stay awake any longer he peeked in at the two. He smiled weakly but couldn't help a dark aroma of feelings surround him, he had felt it when Prussia kissed her the other night too. Despite being exhausted, he laid in bed for a while with his thoughts.

Austria-Hungary and Y/n slept feeling safe and content with the world, and it was great.

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This is going on longer than I expected lol. I'm thinking about moving it to another book 'cause it's not really a oneshot anymore