Hetalia x Reader Oneshots

Love At First Sight? (America x England's Sister! Reader)

I randomly thought of this... I will be using human names for this by the way. I feel more comfortable with it rather than the country names.

(F/I/R) = Favourite Italian Restaurant (I could resist)

--------------------- AMERICA'S POV

"What's with the suit? It looks expensive," I asked holding up a suit that Arthur had just handed me, "Too bad, I'll never wear it."

"You should. Dressing like a pauper isn't in fashion. Especially when meeting someone new."

"What do you mean?"

"My sister is coming for a visit today. You need to look presentable before you meet her."

"You never told me you had a sister. What's she like?" I asked. I was now intrigued.

"You'll find out when she arrives. Now hurry and change. She's due to be here in a few minutes and (Y/n) is not one to be tard," he replied before walking out of my room. I sighed before getting changed into the suit he'd given me.

YOUR POV

I smiled before hopping out the carriage. I thanked the driver before walking up to the door of my brother's house and ringing the doorbell. I flattened out my dress while waiting. The door was soon opened and I flung myself into my brother's arms, "I missed you!"

"It's good to see you too, (Y/n)." I broke away from him and he led me inside to the living room, "Did you get my letter, (Y/n)?"

"The one about meeting someone?" I asked turning back to him.

"Yes, I'll warn you though, he's a bit of a handful."

"Artie, If I can deal with you, I can deal with 'a handful'," I chuckled patting him on the back.

"Yo! Britain! Who's the hot chick?!"

I felt my face heat up red and Arthur pinched his nose, "This, Alfred, is my sister. (Y/n), this is Alfred."

My face heated up more as Alfred just stared at me. I cleared my throat, "It's rude to stare," I stated, crossing my arms. He snapped from his daze and approached me, "You never said she was this gorgeous!"

Again, my face went the colour of a tomato, "T-Thank you."

AMERICA'S POV

Worst first impression ever. Is love at first sight real? Because I'm sure it is at the moment. God, you're gorgeous.

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"Dudette! I wanna speak to you!" She turned around and looked at me with a disgusted look, "What do you want?"

"You look beautiful today."

"Are you trying to say I don't look beautiful every other day?" she asked me, a slightly offended look on her face.

"Um. No! THat's not what I mean I just-" I stopped talking when I noticed her in a fit of laughter, "I'm messing with you, Alfred! Seriously what did you want to talk about?"

"Well, I was going to ask whether you wanted to go out for dinner with me sometime?" I asked, a nervous look appearing on my face. She looked shocked, What now?! Do I always have to mess up in front of- This time, I was cut off when she kissed my cheek, "I'd love to, Alfred. Pick me up at 6, okay?"

"Y-Yes ma'am!"

She giggled before walking off. I returned home with a lovestruck look on my face.

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"Hold on, where are you going, Wanker?!"

"I got myself a date! Now if you'll excuse me, 'she hates tardiness'," I replied, getting out of the Brit's grip and walking out the door, dashing to (Y/n)'s house. 3, 2, 1...

"Alfred! It better not be my sister!"

By the time he'd ran out the door, I was around the corner and standing in front of (Y/n)'s house. I smiled and knocked on the door. The beautiful angel soon opened it, "Hey, Alfred."

"Are you ready to go?"

I nodded and she stepped out, her bag over her shoulder. I took her hand and we started walking.

"So, where are you taking me, Alfie?"

"Well, one of my friends recommended this restaurant to me. It's called (F/I/R). I don't know if you've heard of it but, they said it was really good!"

I then noticed her giggling, "That's actually my favourite restaurant. Is your friend's name Feliciano, by any chance?"

"Y-yes. Why?"

"It's an Italian restaurant. So I just took a guess."

-------------------------------YOUR POV

"You know, I had a really nice time tonight. Thank you for asking me out, Alfred," I spoke, leaning my head on his shoulder as the two of us sat on a hill watching the sunset.

"Really, Dudette?!"

I nodded, "Yeah, I mean it. Can I tell you something?"

"Anything, Dudette!"

"Okay, I-I love you."

"Y-You do?!" I nodded, "Yes. I do and I'm taking that because you asked me out on a date, that you have some form of feelings towards me. Would I be correct in th-" I didn't finish my sentence and he pinned me to the grass I love you too, Dudette! I have since I first met you!"

I smiled and grabbed a hold of his suit jacket, pulling him down on top of me and kissing him.