Hetalia x Reader Oneshots

A Chance Encounter

This is an England x Short!Male!Reader which since my writing muscles are specialized elsewhere may be nightmare-inducing.  I hope it brings you some joy, BestIrishTwat. Enjoy my ... Dudes?

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(Y/n) stretched to reach that book on the top shelf, the cursed thing was taunting him just out of his reach. He was about to give up when somebody smushed him against the shelves. He saw the book he was wanting get pulled down by a pale hand.

"Hold on love, I've got you." The accented voice drifted to his ears making the current prediction worse for our little protagonist who gave a sigh of relief when the pressure on his back disappeared and a "Here you are." sounded behind him.

He turned around with a gentle smile, "Thank yo-" his (e/c) orbs met the glistening emeralds of his hero, his mind emptied like a popped water balloon.

"You are quite welcome, love. " oh god he's British, and his smile made a shiver crawl up his back.

(y/n) cleared his throat as he reached a hand gently out for the book only for the Brit to pull it back gently.

"However, love, I believe an equal payment to be in order." The blonde smiled slyly at the (H/c) man.

"Payment?" the shorter male's head tilted in confusion.

"Yes an equivalent exchange of sorts, in this case, I'd like you to accompany me for tea." The blonde smiled at him again holding the book out to him.

He blushed hesitantly before an "A-alright." slipped past his lips as he looked into his eyes like an astronomer looks at the universe.

 "R-really?" the Brit blushed in surprise before he straightened up and regained his composure and nudged for him to take the book. "Are you free today love?"

(y/c) took the book with a small smirk, "Yes. Name's (y/n), gorgeous, what might yours be?" He stepped a little closer and watched the male before him blush brightly.

"A-uh-Arthur, I'll wait outside for you, love." He cleared his throat before nodding to the shorter male in a temporary farewell.

"Alright, Arthur." (y/n) said thinking that maybe this will be the beginning of a beautiful thing.

He hurried his way to the counter and made his purchase and rushed outside to meet with Arthur.

"It's going to be my treat, my dear." the Brit said as he gently guided him to a cafe.

Through the tea, they talked about various things mostly about the subject of the book that (y/n) had gotten and getting to know you questions. Eventually, their conversation became too engrossing that the only thing to break him out of it was a call from his roommate. 

"Oh no it's getting late, I need to go, Iggy." (y/n) said as he stood grabbing his things noting that Arthur stood too,

"I'll walk you, love." He paid the bill and followed the shorter male continuing their conversation.

Before they knew it they were standing outside of (y/n)'s apartment.

"I would really like to do this again Iggy." He looked into his eyes deeply.

"I would as well my dear," Arthur whispered before leaning in and giving the (h/c) a chaste kiss on the cheek before smirking and walking away leaving a flustered (y/n) on his doorstep for his roommate to find later.