Hetalia X Reader ~Lemony One-Shots~

Never Again Will I Be Lonely (Russia)

You smiled a little, looking over when a hand brushed yours "Russia?" You looked at him, your cheeks warming as he smiled at you. He seemed just a little drunk

"Da...(Y/N)..." He smiled and looked at the much more interesting floor "Want to get some fresh air with me...?" He asked, tensing as he waited for your answer "She's going to say no...Why would you even-"His thought was cut off by your answer

"Yeah sure, come on" You got up, looking at the others "It's a little warm in here, we're gonna get some fresh air" You told them before walking off with the Russian

France had a knowing look, smiling as he turned back to watch Canada finish his turn

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You and Russia sat outside, talking idly as time went on. The more you talked the more you both opened up to one another. Time was nothing in your minds, but before you knew it, it ended way sooner than you both would've liked

"Oh man...it's almost 2 in the morning" You spoke as you turned you phone back off and looked up at the male

"Oh...da, your right...we should be getting home, my plane ride is in a few hours and I need to pack" He mumbled, sounding defeated. You frowned a little, shuffling your feet "Hey...maybe..." You closed your eyes "MaybeIcouldcomebackwithyouandhelpyoupacksoyoucouldrest!" You blurted out quickly, your face heating up at merely suggesting it

His violet orbs bore into you. His face seemed a little puzzled before he smiled brightly "I would really appreciate that~" He cooed softly. Before you could say anything else his fingers found the way into you (h/c) locks, gently massaging your scalp before pulling through tenderly. You smiled a little, nuzzling into the soft touch

"Let's get going...my flight is at 10" He whispered, pulling away from you and walking back into the house

You were left standing there in awe, your heart beating furiously against your ribcage

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Laughing as you walked into his hotel room, you kicked off your shoes and flopped on the loveseat by the large floor-to-ceiling window "So then, Germany got kink shamed the whole trip to Disney! I don't think they'll ever let it go! It was a shame you were sick!" You exclaimed as you finished the story, Russia face lighting up as he sat next to you, chuckling "We'll have to make another trip to California soon then"

You nodded, a comfortable silence settling over the room for a moment. Russia got up, taking his suitcase out of the small hotel closet and pulling all his clothes out. You watched for a moment, admiring the way his pants would tighten and show the clear muscles of his butt. It wasn't Spain's but hell it was a close second

"Hey...Ivan..." You got up and strode over to the Russian, taking the soft material of his scarf between your fingers "Where did you get this...and why do you always wear it even though it's like...50 degrees out right now?"

Russia stood up right and looked down on you for a moment, his violet eyes sparkling for a moment "Well...my sestra gave it to me..." He smiled and sat on the edge of the bed, patting the spot besides him to which you obeyed and sat next to him "Which one?" You asked just to make idle chat

"Ukraine.." He whispered, looking at you. The way your shirt hugged your body just right. He begin to notice minor details, like how your nails were painted a pale pink. Not bright enough to even notice there was polish on your fingers from a distance. He was lucky enough to get that chance to even be so close

"Russia..." You looked at him, taking a deep breath. You had to. This was your chance to finally reveal your crush. Your chance to let him know how you really felt for him, for as long as you could possibly remember "Ivan...I...I think...I love you...I think"