2p England x Reader: Cupcakes and Nightmares (A Hetalia Fanfiction)

Chapter 4; is it love~?

    You awoke in some strong, yet boney arms, making you scream and fall off of the bed.

    What was Oliver doing in your bed?! And why was he holding you?! You ran to the other side of the room, cowering in the corner out of fear that he might have done something to you while you slept.

    "Poppet~?" he asked, waking up  with a yawn and a stretch. "Why are you all the way over there~? Come back~" he opened his arms for you but you remained still, earning a frown from him.

    "What were you doing to me...?" you asked, voice shaking and palms sweating.

    "Oh nothing~" he bluntly replied "just holding a pretty lady~"

    You couldn't help but blush.

    Seriously, what is wrong with this creep!?

    Then you remembered....the plan you made last night.

    You remembered how Oliver blushed at  even the thought of your clothing being off.

    You smirked, crawling crawled up unto his lap, straddling it, earning a quick blush and a whimper from him.

    "p-poppet w-w-what are you doing?" he stuttered out, confused.

    "i just wanted to get a closer look at my knew master~" You giggled, smiling

    "m-m-master-" he was cut off by you placing your hand over his mouth . He jumped but slowly wrapped hid arms around your waist, making sure that you couldn't leave just yet. After all, you were so close to him right now....

    You couldn't help but smile. He was so cute when he wasn't trying to kill you! Your smile grew as you rested your head on him, listening to his faint heartbeat as your head moved slowly up and down with the rise and fall of his chest.

    He smelled so amazing....Like a mixture of cupcakes and cologne.

    Then he smiled at you, not that creepy smile, but an actual warm, caring, loving smile, which made you blush, earning a smirk from him.

    "So.... are you going to kill me or not...?" you couldn't hold back that question. You needed to know in order to carry out your plan. But the man remained silent, making you frown. "oliver answer me-" you were cut off by a soft kiss being planted on your plush lips.

    "i-i cant kill you" he hung his head in shame " i dont know why but i just cant...i-i see you and i suddenly want to drop my knife. I want to hold you and kiss you and.." he blushed deeply "...i want to love you...and i dont know why!"

    You started giggling and he starred at you in disbelief "its not funny!!"

    You giggled harder "you are so cute~!"

    "S-shut your sassafras!"

    "make me~~" you challenged, making him blush even more. And you knew right then and there that you had him right where you wanted him. Your plan was carrying out perfectly. You were going to gain his trust by putting yourself out there for him.

    But....for some reason....it felt wrong....I mean....you had to get away....right? He is a psychopath! But you knew he liked you and you were using that against him...maybe you should stop before it goes to far.

    You should stop before you return the feelings....