Prussia x Reader - If I Were A Boy 10

Yawning, as you woke up, it dawned to you that today was going to be another drag of a day. You weren't sure how much longer you could handle the awkwardness of the situation, to be quite honest. On one hand, it had become obvious (not only to you but to others as well) that you clearly had feelings for Gilbert, due to circumstances. However, conversely, you had to decide how to become a guy. Maybe it'd be fine and dandy being a gay guy or something…or unless, what if Gilbert became a girl? Oh, that'd be hilarious!

Various other thoughts ran through your mind, as you went to the bathroom, to wash your face as you did every morning. It was just part of your morning wake-up ritual – and the most useful thing in helping you wake up. As the cool water ran down your cheeks, you reached out for a towel, mentally taking note of how it'd seemed that maybe it wasn't necessary today to shave. Also, it was crazy how long your hair seemed – maybe a haircut was called for. It was at that moment that you caught a glimpse of your own reflection in the mirror and froze.

Softer jawline...shorter hair...no facial hair...

If anyone was in the house, they would have surely been woken up by your blood-curling scream.

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"So you're trying to tell me that you…just woke up as yourself this morning?"
"But that is wonderful news, ma chérie!"

"Wonderful, my ass," you muttered under your breath. You'd called up Mel, in order to explain to her the whole situation and to walk to school with her. It wasn't surprising that Francis would come along too - after all, those two seemed inseparable nowadays! "What am I gonna say when everyone asks about Alex? What am I gonna tell everyone about what happened? What am I gonna tell Gilbert?"
"Just tell them what you'd said earlier – you were off, taking care of your aunt! Now you're back because she's either fine or dead!" Mel's nonchalant tone made it seem like a mere child's problem.
"I'm not killing off any aunt, sheesh! I guess she can just be healed...but why would Alex have to leave, if he was doing so well here?"
"His mother was missing him!"
"That's a lame excuse."
"Can you come up with anything better?"

You froze, for the moment. "…I guess not."

Francis interjected the conversation, at that moment. "Hmm, well, that is a good idea...and about Gilbert, I know what to do – just promise me that you'll agree to whatever Antonio asks of you today, [Name]."
"Antonio, but why-" you turned towards Francis, more than confused but he just laughed it off.

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"What?"
"Aw, [Name], it'll be fun, right?" Antonio smiled, as he looked down at you trying to cover up a not-so-discreet blush.
"Francis put you up  to this, didn't he?" you hissed. Antonio's only reply was a quick nod.
"So...wait, just us?" Nervousness was wreaking havoc with you, at that point.
"Well, that'd be really nice but," it was at that point that you realised that Antonio had yanked Gilbert towards you two from a sea of people walking down the hallways. "Gilbert can be there, too!"
"Well...but..." words refused to form coherently in your mind.
"What're you talking about, Toni?" Gilbert asked, giving Antonio a quizzical expression.
"Ah, [Name] and I were talking about her cousin...and I just asked her to meet me at the diner after school, to talk a bit more! You're going to be there, too!"
"What, no! I got work to do!" Gilbert's reply was almost automatic.
"Amigo, I think you need to relax a bit more!" Antonio laughed, as he slapped Gilbert on the back. "It'll be fun, no? We can all talk about Alex!"

"Oh dear, has Alex really left?"

All three of us turned around to find Bel standing there, a mask of quizzical curiosity on her face.
"Hmm, yes…he has left the school it seems." Antonio replied, as solemnly as he could...with her around, at least.
"I know of this great place where we can grab a bite after school!" she let out a chime of laughter. "That's…if you don't mind me tagging along, do you?"
"Ah, o-of course not!" Antonio had, by now, pushed Gilbert aside and stood opposite Bel. "We'd be more honoured,  I think...well, I would, at least."
"Oh, you're so sweet, Toni...I may call you that, right?"
"You may call me whatever you want~"

Gilbert and you exchanged a glance, before you made your way down the hall, to your respective classes.

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And that's how it ended up being. The four of us – Antonio, Bel, Gilbert and me – sitting at an upscale café after school one Friday afternoon.
I guess it could be considered my first date with Gilbert...