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Autumn (Prussia x Reader)

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BRIIING!!!

The obnoxious tone signifies the much-anticipated end of the school-day. After stopping by your own locker, you're on your way past the troublesome (and disturbingly sexy) 'Bad Touch' trio, who are horsing around as usual. Someone grabs your arm. You spin around to see Gilbert Beilschmidt, the infamous self-appointed king of the school and the only albino, peering into your face. He seems uncharacteristically distraught.

"Hey, uh, _____..." Oh gosh he said your name. "I was wondering if you'd maybe, um…" He hesitates, shifting anxiously. "Can we go outside?"

You nod.

Taking your hand, he leads you out of the crowded hallway, avoiding most of the jostles caused by the rowdy adolescents, and eventually outdoors to the nearby park.

Autumn is supremely alluring at this time of the year. Birds twitter restlessly in the branches of colour-splashed trees, each a multitude of shades and hues. A crisp breeze brushes by, rustling the brittle leaves throughout. The general temperature is neither warm nor too chilly; Gilbert himself seems just fine in little more than a t-shirt and scarf. The bleak, grey sky would be disheartening if it weren't for his warmth.

Still clutching your paw, he seats you both on a tidy bench free of fallen leaves. As you sit, you wonder what on Earth he could want to talk to you about. Maybe he found your blog, or perhaps your whole website dedicated to him…?

He finally speaks. "Pretty, aren't they? The leaves, I mean. Not that you're not, er… Aw, shi-" His charming accent is much more apparent when he's tense. He takes a deep breath and all at once "Iwaswonderingifmaybeyou'dliketogotothedancewithme."

You gasp.

"But if you don't want to, then that's OK too-"

You interrupt his nervous jamble. "Of course I do!"

He turns to face you, his crimson eyes dazzling with delight. "Really? That's AWESOME! Almost as awesome as I am," he adds with a relieved grin. "So I'll pick you up at seven, then?"

You agree, and after settling the plans (he'll come get you, take you to the dance, then hang out at his place afterwards – excluding the complaint about not going to his favourite bar), he looks at you with a strange expression. Suddenly and without any warning he seizes you, draws you in close and kisses you. It's brief and tastes vaguely of alcohol, but it's the best thing that's happened to you in ages. He withdraws and you watch his cheeks tint rose. "I just wanted to try that for so long-"

You pull him in for another.
Goes along with [link] as part of my birthday gift to :icondupperdiddy: HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOO

Prussia because he needs not an excuse. :iconyayprussiaplz:

Edit: Okay so I passed this in as part of my writing folder at school, and the teacher liked it and said that she could predict how the rest of the evening would go. 8I

Romania: [link]
France: [link]
Russia: [link]
Norway: [link]
Greece: [link]
Prussia II: [link]
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AskMontreal's avatar
i have a prussia website? im so creepy~ XD