Hetalia One-Shots

Awesome Music and Sour Notes - Punk! PRUK

Prussia had been hearing music from England's room for the past week and it was somewhat getting on the awesome nation's nerves. But not really. Because the music was pretty freaking awesome and he didn't say that often.
It was just too loud in his tastes.
It basically wanted to make the awesome nation throw his roommate out.
And that was what the nation was planning on when he stormed in England's room.
Completely not expecting England to be playing the drums.
With a sheet of music on a stand in front of him.
The two stared at each other silently, both surprised.
England's face slowly turned red from embarrassment as Prussia's grin widened.
"You're in a band?!"
He questioned in an excited tone. He couldn't believe his roommate was so freaking awesome!
"Um...of course I am," the Brit huffed in response.
England never really did enjoy speaking of what others called his accomplishments.
England thought the opposite really.
"Look it's not that amazing-" He tried to say before Prussia cut him off.
"What are you talking about?! This is so cool!" He exclaimed, red eyes lighting up like a bloody child on Christmas.
England scoffed and turned his head to roll his eyes.
Whatever. Prussia was an idiot. A git.
"Don't be like that!" Prussia said, slightly offended his awesome friend was brushing him off.
"Prussia- This really isn't anything," he protested with a huff as he crossed his arms.
"This is great! Why didn't you tell me you were in a band?"
England rolled his eyes as he set down the drum sticks.
Because he knew what response Prussia would give when England did tell him.
"Look you bloody idiot," he hissed, "I don't like talking about it, okay?"
"Aw but England! Seeing you do something like this sounds so cool! I would love seeing you do this more!"
England sighed.
He couldn't stop him, could he?
"Fine," he muttered, giving in.
"Yes!"
Prussia pulled him into a quick kiss making England blush and sputter when Prussia pulled away and ran off.