The Day The Earth Stood Still: Hetalia x reader

Day 2- 20:00

(Y/N) tried to keep her sleep as light and as quick as possible. For she didn't want to waste precious time sleeping so she made sure to be up and at it again with just a quick four-hour rest. Although it was painstaking to get up so soon after working throughout most of the night,(Y/N) knew she has an important job to do and pushed herself out from the warm, safe heaven that screamed at me come back to its fluffy prison.

As for Julie, she was still asleep alongside me until my alarm woke both of us up. With tired and heavy eyes, Julie could barely keep hers open while she rubbed the tiredness from them. Not that (Y/N) was any better herself. 

"You don't have to get up yet if you're still tired, Julie. The alarm is just for me." The (Nationality) girl said in between a yawn. 

Julis opened her mouth to say something, but before she could utter a word there was a knock at the door. "Miss (C/n)," the voice on the other side called out. 

(Y/N) put a reassuring hand on the girl's shoulder with a soft smile. "You were up pretty late last night and it's still early in the morning. You should get some more rest. It's not good for a young girl such as yourself to push sleep so much." (Y/n) offered. However, Julie shook her head in protest. 

"I'm not tired anymore, promise." She smiled. There was another knock at the door followed by a repeating, 'Miss (C/n)'. "That man called you (C/N), so you must be a princess if you take control of the entire country." Julie inquired with a giggle. 

(Y/n) couldn't help but let a small laugh escape from her own lips upon hearing Julies' statement. She found it adorable. "There is no princess in (C/N) anymore. We have a president nowadays." She giggled, then turn to the door. "Yes, I'm coming." Shout shouted to the man before getting up from the bed. 

"I have to go now, but please be sure to call someone for anything you may need. I can still get you another room too if you don't want to keep sharing with me." (Y/n) offered while hurriedly brushing her hair through her fingers so she wouldn't look too awful. 

Again, Julie shook her head. "No, I'm okay." She declined while bringing her stuffed bear closer to her while her cheeks become dusted red. " I like staying with a princess." 

Another smile spread across (Y/n)'s lips at Julie's innocent comment. Never before has she felt herself smiling so much like this. It's been a while since she could feel like she could let her self go, even just for a second. Well except whenever she gets a chance to speak to Ger- I mean Ludwig on the phone these days.

With a confident nod and smile (Y/N) turned her attention from Julie to the man outside and walked over to open the door, were there, there was a man dressed in similar uniform as her but with fewer metals adorning his chest. 

"I wouldn't think the other doctors would be ready already?" (Y/N) inquired as she shut the door behind her to give Julie some privacy. 

"They're getting up and ready as we speak, but I've come here for a different reason." The man spoke, causing the young women to raise a brow in puzzlement. "Which is?" She questioned.

"Seems as foreign supporters have come to offer assistance with our current pandemic." The man answered respectfully.

(Y/N) could barely contain her excitement of being able to see Ludwig where she 'unknowingly' seeks comfort, but she had to remain composed in front of this man. She would not let her emotions get the best of her. She needed to remain diligent and strong. 

With the nation's head held high, (Y/n) gave a slight nod to the informer with a straight face. "Right, I shall meet them right away." 

"Yes, Miss (C/N). Right this way." The man saluted then turned to guide the lady through the many twists and turns of the grey, slightly cold halls. There were a few chips and cracks here and there along the stone walls and floor every so often, but that was normal for any structure as old as this one. After all, it was used back in the war all those many years ago. It brought a sense of pride to (Y/N) as she thought back to those times. Not the fact that it was wartime, but the history and greatness this building holds within its walls.