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"[Name], can you do this? Sh-"
"Don't swear!" You whispered harshly, cutting off Gilbert with a quick kiss, as you slipped in through your bedroom window.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~
The next day, Gilbert waited for [Name] at the usual spot – the bus stop down the road. But, she was late – by fifteen minutes. His finger hovered over the green key of his cell phone. He wasn't quite sure whether he should call her, or not. Would her dad-
"Gilbert!" he turned around, to see [Name] standing behind him, taking deep breaths in order to gain her breath back. "Last night...Dad...down by the lake...saw-"
"Shit!" Gilbert exclaimed. "What was he doing there? How'd he see us?"
You shook your head. "H-He said that..." You gulped, as you forced the words to come out of your throat. "We can't meet, Gilbert."
"Was...? It wasn't often that Gilbert reverted to his mother tongue, but dire circumstances called for them – like when you called him by his whole name.
"You looked at him, wide-eyed, as you tried to fight back the tears. "B-but I told him."
Gilbert waited in silence, for you to continue.
"I told him...that I loved you, and I'd do anything for you." You stared down at the floor, biting your lip. Your mind was conflicted over the issue, still. You had declared that you loved the proverbial "bad boy" – the one that Dad never approved of. But would it all come to waste? What if Gilbert had been using you as just a fling? With conflicting emotion, you had come up to him, to tell him what had happened this morning. Even though you had told yourself that even if Gilbert had told you that it was foolish of you, and that you were indeed a fling to him, that you could bounce right back, but the surmounting nervousness in you said otherwise.
However, you weren't really expecting to be crushed in the Prussian's sudden embrace.
"You don't have to prove anything to me, babe." He muttered through your hair, as you clung onto him.
There was so much you could've told him, but, instead, you just chose to let your tears spill on his sweatshirt. Wordlessly, his arms held you tighter, and he rested his chin on your head, bringing both of you closer in the sharp winter morning's breeze.
Gilbert wasn't sure what else he could say, really. He'd never been shown much affection, and apart from his brother, no one else had ever really done anything for him. He believed in the saying "To each his own", but all that had changed with the girl in his arms. Unconditional love had been new to Gilbert, but he was getting the hang of it...slowly.
"We're better off when Daddy's not around, anyway." He half joked, and you punched his arm, lightly.
Oh baby you got nothing to prove
But if we decide to go doesnt mean he's gotta know
Oh baby you got nothing to lose
And we're better off when daddys not around.
"Don't swear!" You whispered harshly, cutting off Gilbert with a quick kiss, as you slipped in through your bedroom window.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~
The next day, Gilbert waited for [Name] at the usual spot – the bus stop down the road. But, she was late – by fifteen minutes. His finger hovered over the green key of his cell phone. He wasn't quite sure whether he should call her, or not. Would her dad-
"Gilbert!" he turned around, to see [Name] standing behind him, taking deep breaths in order to gain her breath back. "Last night...Dad...down by the lake...saw-"
"Shit!" Gilbert exclaimed. "What was he doing there? How'd he see us?"
You shook your head. "H-He said that..." You gulped, as you forced the words to come out of your throat. "We can't meet, Gilbert."
"Was...? It wasn't often that Gilbert reverted to his mother tongue, but dire circumstances called for them – like when you called him by his whole name.
"You looked at him, wide-eyed, as you tried to fight back the tears. "B-but I told him."
Gilbert waited in silence, for you to continue.
"I told him...that I loved you, and I'd do anything for you." You stared down at the floor, biting your lip. Your mind was conflicted over the issue, still. You had declared that you loved the proverbial "bad boy" – the one that Dad never approved of. But would it all come to waste? What if Gilbert had been using you as just a fling? With conflicting emotion, you had come up to him, to tell him what had happened this morning. Even though you had told yourself that even if Gilbert had told you that it was foolish of you, and that you were indeed a fling to him, that you could bounce right back, but the surmounting nervousness in you said otherwise.
However, you weren't really expecting to be crushed in the Prussian's sudden embrace.
"You don't have to prove anything to me, babe." He muttered through your hair, as you clung onto him.
There was so much you could've told him, but, instead, you just chose to let your tears spill on his sweatshirt. Wordlessly, his arms held you tighter, and he rested his chin on your head, bringing both of you closer in the sharp winter morning's breeze.
Gilbert wasn't sure what else he could say, really. He'd never been shown much affection, and apart from his brother, no one else had ever really done anything for him. He believed in the saying "To each his own", but all that had changed with the girl in his arms. Unconditional love had been new to Gilbert, but he was getting the hang of it...slowly.
"We're better off when Daddy's not around, anyway." He half joked, and you punched his arm, lightly.
Oh baby you got nothing to prove
But if we decide to go doesnt mean he's gotta know
Oh baby you got nothing to lose
And we're better off when daddys not around.
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PrussiaxReader - IHaW Ch. 5
After the paddle boats, the four of you thought of what to do next. Francis seemed to come up with an idea and grabbed your hand, running off to wherever. You looked back to see Gilbert and Antonio running after you.
"F-Francis! Where are we going?" You asked, still being dragged behind him. He looked back for a second a grinned, his eyes sparkling.
Almost afraid, you reluctantly continued to follow him.
"We're here, mon ami!" He announced, releasing your hand and resting his own on his hips.
"Y'know, you could have just told me that you wanted ice cream instead of running off with me
" You sighed, placing your hands in your pockets.
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Prussiaxreader Rawr
You layed on Gilbert's couch. Setting down your book tou went uinto the kitchen where Gilbert was making pancakes.
"yo, Gilbert"
"yo, _____" says Gilbert flipping the pancakes.
"Hey, Gilbert"
"What?" he asks sliding the pancake on to a stack of them. Taking the two plates he had. He set one in front of you and the other in front of him.
"Rawr!"
Gilbert stares at you too shocked to say anything.
"What the hell was that?" he asks.
You sighed and bit into your pancakes.
"Hey, don't sigh me" Gilbert says.
'If only Gilbert knew that Rawr meant 'I love you' in Dinosaur' you thought as you ate your pancakes.
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GermanyxReaderxAmerica: Hawaii
"Wow this place is amazing!" You exclaimed as you, Ludwig, Kiku, and Alfred got off the plane in Kona, Hawaii. As a celebration for your last year in high school, the four of you decided to spend a few days in a condo that belonged to a friend of Kiku. It took a lot to convince your parents, especially your dad, to go on the trip with your three guy buddies but you finally got to go. It wasn't really your dad's fault that he was very protective of his little girl, it was the fact that you mostly hung out with high school boys and your dad knew better that to trust the likes of them. He didn't seem to worried about Ludwig and Kiku for Kiku was
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Clearly McFLY songs bring the inner sap of me out.
I love them to bits, anyway.
I own nothing. The song is one of my favourites, for the whole 60's, Beach Boys influence
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I love them to bits, anyway.
I own nothing. The song is one of my favourites, for the whole 60's, Beach Boys influence
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omgg xD cant stop reading and listening to mcfly <3