PrussiaxReader Part 1

PrussiaxReader

Part 1

You were hanging out in your room, music blasting loudly. You were waiting for your best friend Gil to call. You had met Gilbert Beilshmidt in Kindergarten. He had pushed a cupcake into your face and you had shoved one back in his. Having not expected it, he had laughed. Who knew that chocolate frosting could cement friendship?

The Prussian-American had eventually found his way into your heart with his brash, loud-mouthed manner. Your crush had probably been building since your freshman year. He was like a puppy with its feet too big for its body to you. Now, you were in your early twenties and was almost in love with your best friend. Unfortunately, you didn’t know if he felt the same way about you.

The phone started blasting, “I’m awesome and I know it!” That was Gil’s ringtone.

“Hey, Gil!” you said as you answered the phone.

“It iz ze awesome Prussian!”

You laughed and groaned theatrically then mimicked his German accent. “Ze awesome Prussian? Who vould zat be?”

“You cannot handle ze awesomeness!”

“Whatever, Gil,” you said with a laugh.

“Anyvey, even though you aren’t as awesome as me, would you like to go to see (favorite non total chick flick currently in theaters)?”

You smiled slightly. “That sounds great.”

“See you at seven?”

“That works,” you responded with a grin.

“Alright, ________. Tschüss.”

“Bye, Gil,” you said hanging up and grinning. You had a feeling that this would be a good night.

Unbeknownst to you, Gilbert was excited as well. He had always thought you were cute, funny, and “awesome” ever since the first day with the cupcakes. The only other girl who had hit him had been a Hungarian exchange student with a frying pan and that hadn’t counted really since she had always hated the albino. In spite of his brash personality, he actually had trouble asking you out. Everything else was easy in his opinion except asking you out. Tonight, he was going to do it, though.

He picked you up at seven, managing to be on time for once.

“Hey, Gil!” you said, climbing into the car with a grin.

“Hallo, _________,” he said, reverting to German for a moment. He was grinning self-confidently, obviously happy to see you.

“So why would you want to hang out with little old unawesome me instead of Francis or Antonio? Or maybe Alfred and Mathias?” you joked, though you were genuinely curious.

Francis, Antonio, Alfred, and Mathias were the guys Gil usually hung out with. Usually he just hung out and was pervy with Francis and Antonio. Mathias and Alfred, on the other hand, were “almost as awesome” as Gil in his eyes and they messed around a lot.

“Vell I haven’t seen you in a vhile, ________,” he answered, surprising you. “Vhich has been unawesome!”

You laughed. “I have to agree.”

Gilbert laughed as the pair of you arrived at the movie. He got you popcorn, (favorite candy), and a large (favorite drink) then sat down next to you. You cuddled up to him almost automatically and he actually wrapped an arm around you. You couldn’t help but blush. This was going to be a long movie.

Time Skip

After the movie, you and Gilbert were hanging out at his place and laughing. After a while, Gil turned to you.

“Um.... _______?”

“Yes?” you asked, slightly surprised at how serious he was acting.

“I vas vondering if you might like to go out with me?”

Your eyes widened and you couldn’t hide the grin that appeared on your face. “That would be awesome.”

Gilbert grinned and pulled you in close to him, kissing you passionately. You kissed back, smiling a bit, glad that this had happened.