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The room was barely quiet, everybody was arguing apart from you, Germany, Italy and Japan. It was basically like this meeting all the time for the past three weeks, and it does get a bit annoying...
Okay, very annoying.
Now you see why Germany gets mad all the time about it.

You were quite a laid back country, all into fun and getting into trouble; that was why you hung out with the BTT, in other words, the Bad Touch Trio.
Three weeks ago ,when you first found out you were a country, they were the ones who helped make you a stronger and smarter country (Surprisingly). They were like big brothers to you, they helped you out whenever you needed it, backed you up when you fought with other countries and so on so forth.

Yawning and closing your eyes, you rested your boots on the table and leaned back into your chair, just to annoy Germany. You remained like that for about five minutes, noticing that Germany hadn't told you 'to put them back down'.
Opening your eyes, you saw that Germany wasn't in his seat anymore. 'Must've gone outside...'

Without Japan or Italy noticing (Or the other countries, who were still arguing), You managed to slip outside into the corridor, just to get away from all the noise (and because you wanted to see if Germany was out there).

"Don't they ever shut up...?" You muttered to nobody in particular, walking down the hall towards the waiting room. Maybe that's where Germany was, or he could be outside. Or whatever.
Okay, you kinda had a crush on the guy... Okay a big crush, a massive crush even. He was just so great. His slicked back blonde hair, even if it looked really sexy when it wasn't, his icy blue eyes made your (e/c) ones look dull, and when he smiled -- OH THAT MADE YOU WANT TO MELT. But alas, people cannot do that... Unless they're weird or have super powers...

So, ANYWAY, you reached the waiting room and looked around. The leather seating chairs were empty, (apart from the magazines thrown over them) and nobody was in the room apart from you. You sighed, 'he must be outside then...' Walking back into the hallway, you could hear the ruckus from the meeting still going on, maybe even a tad bit worse than before. No doubt England and France have started throwing chairs at each other. Typical them...

Your mind wandered off to Germany (not literally!), he was so strong and handsome~. Nobody knew you liked him apart from Prussia... Who told Spain... Who told France... Luckily nobody else had heard about it since you threatened to beat them with a rake and ask Hungary if she could help with her frying pan, that had made Prussia stop talking to you for a whole week, and he still wasn't talking to you

You had no idea where you were actually going, your mind went completely blank when you found yourself still in the hallway. "How big is this place?!" You though aloud, getting annoyed. That's what you get for daydreaming girl~

However, you didn't notice that somebody was behind you (who obviously wasn't paying much attention to what was in front of them) and was about to walk into you. That was, until you turned around deciding to go back to the meeting room because you were bored of looking for Germany, and saw GERMANY was about six inches away walking into you. You weren't quick enough to get out of the way or to think of anything to say, so Germany walked into you which made you fall onto the ground...

Along with him with his knees either side of your legs and his hands resting either side of your head on the floor. You looked at him and saw that he was blushing, and you knew that you were blushing too. "U-uh... I'm really sorry about zhat..." He apologized, slowly getting up.

But oh no. You didn't want that.

You reached up for his collar and dragged him back down again, colliding your lips with his in a kiss. Your (e/c) eyes were half lidded, and you saw that he was starting to close his eyes and return the kiss.

Letting go of his collar, you wrapped your arms around his neck and gave the kiss more passion by licking his bottom lip, asking for entrance and he allowed it. The two of you battled for dominance, and he won. Eventually, the need for air became too strong ( and the two of you separated from your kiss, a string of saliva still attached to both of your mouths.

You giggled and wiped it away, "that was impressive~" Germany was blushing like crazy, but smiled nonetheless. The two of you got up from the floor and stared at each other for a while. You walked up to him and rested your head on his chest, closing your eyes. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that..."
You heard him chuckle, and looked up. He looked down at you, his cheeks stained with a light shade of pink. "You're somezhing else, _____..." You grinned up at him and flicked his nose. "Something special~?" You asked, pulling an innocent face. "Of course."

The two of you walked hand in hand to the meeting room, talking. Well you did most of the talking but he did answer some of your questions. Just as the two of you were about to enter, you stopped Germany from opening the door. He looked down at you questioningly and you smiled up at him, and reached for his hair. You messed it up so it looked 'sexy~', and he didn't seem to mind. He just smiled back at you, a little smaller than yours, and opened the door.

Now, the awkward thing was that when you guys opened the door, the room fell totally silent and everybody's eyes were on the two of you. Germany was nervous for some reason, but you weren't. "Now, now, don't stop just because of us, carry on~." You said, leading you and Germany to where the both of you sit.

~~~~~~{ EXTENDED ENDING }~~~~~~

"SEE _____! I TOLD YOU AND MY LITTLE BRO WOULD GET TOGETHER! SUCK IT LOSERS! I WIN ZE BET! YOU OWE ME, BECAUSE I AM AWESOME LIKE ZHAT!" Prussia yelled to Spain (who was currently bugging Romano) and France (who was currently in a fight with England, still). You shook your head and sighed, "Typical Prussia..." You mumbled but smiled. Germany saw and he smiled as well.
But it seems whenever he's around you, he tends to smile a lot more...

Just a little crush... || Germany x Readerby TemporaryFace

Literature / Fan Fiction / Romance©2013-2014 TemporaryFace
Just a short one shot for all the lovers of the stoic and oh-so-sexy man named Ludwig, AKA, Germany.
I don't own Hetalia, you, or this fantabulous picture.
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OnePieceFan97782 Featured By Owner Mar 2, 2014
ADORABLE! Also.. :iconnomegustaplz: <--- That creeped me the f***k out. ALSO again (trying not to be demanding) do you take requests?
TemporaryFace Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2014  Student Writer
I'm glad you enjoyed it. It's been a while since I've actually written a full-on story, and to be quite honest, now that I look back on it... I see so many errors and mistakes.
Doesn't mean I'm going to fix it, though. I'm a very lazy person. (Everyone) - :iconiknowplz:
I suppose so, yes. I could try doing a request.
OnePieceFan97782 Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2014
Don't worry I'm also lazy (and proud of it!) 
Also.. can you write a Canada x reader, if that's alright that is!
TemporaryFace Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2014  Student Writer
Laziness for the win!   :iconbrofistplz: :iconbrofist2plz:
And if I can get 'round to it, sure! I'll notify you when it happens.
KattIsDere Featured By Owner Jan 23, 2014
*Slaps Prussia*
Faustita Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2014
Female-Canada Featured By Owner Jan 1, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
I have 5 different accents... Which of the five was I speaking?!

LexiRhea Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
i like how u said MURICAN reminds me of my friend Gabriel lol
Female-Canada Featured By Owner Jan 10, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Where's the proof I'm NOT Gabriel?!
LexiRhea Featured By Owner Jan 12, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
im pretty sure ur a girl O.o right?
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