2p!Hetalia Boyfriend Scenarios

#11: I'm Gonna Wear It Anyways

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  WHEN YOU WEAR HIS CLOTHES

Francois Bonnefoy
Surprisingly, this morning, you woke up before Francois. A chill ran down your spine as you took the duvet off your figure. A button up shirt came to your vision as it hanged from the vanity chair.

You slung it over your shoulders and slipped it on. The blue shirt ended a few inches below your butt and the sleeves were long enough to cover your fingers.

"Mmm... Good morning ma cherie," you heard Francois hum, wrapping his arms around your waist. You leaned your head back against his shoulder as he left kisses along your shoulder and neck.

A few moments later, you pull out from his grasp. "I'm hungry. Let's cook breakfast," you pouted, making him laugh dryly.

Allen Jones
You and Allen were going to a Baseball game in an hour and you may or may not have stolen his bomber jacket.

You dressed in a (F/C) tank top and a pair of black jeans, before slipping on his jacket. Allen entered the room in a white t-shirt that defined his muscles and a pair of jeans. He looked hot af (Doesn't he always look hot?).

"Hey, dollface? Did you see my-- woahh," Allen's mouth fell agape as he looked at your #OOTD. Damn. You looked hot. "F***... You look... Ahem. Maybe we should stay," he tried to make up an excuse, making you laugh.

"Nope, we're going,"

James Williams
Both of you were in the living room of James' cabin, doing basically nothing. You suddenly felt colder than before. "Hey, babe?" You called out, looking at him. He lightly blushed but nevertheless responded with a hum, connecting his gaze with yours.

"Can I borrow one of your shirts?" You pleaded, but before he can reply, you ran to his bedroom. "Thanks!!!" You yelled. "(Y/N)..." You heard him say in voice almost like a warning tone.

Once he entered the room, you were already wearing one of his many red plaid flannels, taking in his muscular scent. "F****** adorable," you heard him murmur, making you smile.

He hugged you from behind and pulled you to bed. His lips connected with yours for a second. "Can we make pancakes?" You asked, looking at him.

"No. I want to hold you"

Oliver Kirkland
All of your muscles axhed when you woke up earlier today and Oliver was sweet enough to let you rest in bed all day while he was at the bakery.

When you were feeling a little better, you went downstairs to watch a movie. Although, it wasn't long before you felt the cold air send shivers down your spine. You slowly stood up and rushed up the wooden stairs.

You gazed at your boyfriend's oak wardrobe. Your delicate fingers slide on the handle and opened the closet, revealing clothing items that were in screaming colors. A pastel pink sweater caught your (e/c) eyes as you gently took it out. The decision was final, you're wearing it. Perhaps it was the calming cold atmosphere or the comforting cozy warmth of the sweater, but nevertheless, you fell asleep on the couch.

An hour before sunset, Oliver was finally home. To his surprise, he saw the love of his life asleep on the couch. He chuckled in adoration, picking you up slowly.

"You're too cute to exist, poppet"

Luciano Vargas
You and Flavio were enjoying each other's company when all of a sudden, one of Luciano's men came. "Mr. Luciano wants you in his study, Signora (Y/N)," he state as you nodded. He led you to familiar massive double doors and opened them for you.

"Ciao, amore~ How's your day going so far? Not too fun, I hope," he smirked, still not tearing his gaze from the paper that he was holding. You giggled, and embraced him from behind. "It's been great, Luciano. I was just with Flavio," you said, leaning in to kiss his cheek. "Hm? What's that?" You questioned, peaking to see what he was reading. He moved his arms, leaving you to only see the words 'organization' and 'territory'. "Ah, ah, ah, bella~ Don't be naughty," he laughed, making you frown. Your (e/c) eyes caught sight of his hat, causing you to grin.

Standing on your tip toes, you reached for his precious hat and ran out of his massive study. "(Y/N)!!!" You heard him roar since his curl was exposed. You found a safe haven to where you can hide temporarily. The bathroom. (Wow -_- So exciting)

Luciano found you faster than expected and saw you looking at the bathroom mirror, wearing his hat. All of his firing anger was conquered with amusement and adoration. His arms wrapped around your petite waist as you stared back at him through the mirror. You smiled lovingly as he pressed a kiss on your hair.

"If I had known sooner that you'd look even more beautiful in that, I would've gave it to you earlier"

Author's Note:

*reads the entire thing* *shudders* Since when do I right like this?! Anyways, I hope you guys like it.

Lots of love,
LovelyHarym