Hetalia Oneshots & Lemons *Requests Open*

Rich!Netherlands x Fem!Country!Servant!Reader-Don't Try To Change Me

"I don't think I've ever asked, what country are you from?" He says walking me over the couch and sitting next to me

"(C/n)" I reveal

"That country is getting worse by the day, there is a sickness going around." He sighs

I looks me up and down and frowns a little bit. I start to feel scared under his strong gaze.

"(C/n)?" He asks

"Yeah that's where I'm from." I state confused

"No, you're (C/n) aren't you?" He states "I can't believe I didn't notice earlier, you're always sick and always hungry but even so you stay stuck thin. You cough up blood and look tired all the time."

"I-I don't know what you're talking about." I say looking away

"I think you do, my country can help yours. Technically you're living at my house so your country is under me." He says with a deep breath

"NO!" I yell

He stares at me as though I've gone crazy.

"I don't want your help, the last think I need is to become dependant on another country and starting a war when I want to be independent!" I say balling my hands into fists

"Listen, I can help you. I know what it's like to be under someone's control.

I'm about to reject him when I feel extremely dizzy. I fall to the ground and start coughing up more blood.

"Listen, you shouldn't have tried to make me more of a lady or more mannered or whatever because it was never going to work." I say raspyly as my throat has become dry "You and I are different and I don't want you trying to change me. Just take me as I come because I'm never going to back down and become some perfect person."

"Why are you telling me this?" He asks

"Because I don't how much longer I'm going to be around, my country had taken a turn for the worse and I can feel it." I say closing my eyes an trying to focus on something

"I'm going to help your country, it doesn't matter what you say." He says and picks me up bridal style

I close my eyes and soon enough I pass out. If it's time for my country to end then so be it.

Netherlands' P.O.V.
I hold (Y/n) closer to me and try to make sure she is comfortable. I've known for a long time that things in (C/n) we're getting worse but it wasn't a country I had any connection with. Not to mention you can't help if you don't know the personification.

I open up the door to my room and lay her down on my bed. After covering her with the blanket I brush a strand of her (h/c) hair out of her face. I've loved her for so long and now I've found a way for her to get closer to me.

Sometimes I try to annoy her because she is cute when she's angry. I know she must be going through a lot of emotions as she was basically kicked out of home so I tried to make her stay here as easy as possible. But I guess I didn't really do a good job.

I go to my office and make a few calls to my boss. Her country is going to receive help very soo; but I don't know how I will handle her leaving me once her country is better.

*Time skip to a week later*

(Y/n)'s P.O.V.
I open my eyes and look around the strange room I'm in. It's beautiful with a big bed, a fireplace, a big fur rug and a couch with a table. There is a Netherlands flag on the wall. Ohh this is Tim's bedroom. Why the hell am I here?

Wait I don't feel any pain or sickness. What's going on why don't I feel any pain? The door cracks open and I see Tim walk in holding a tray of food.

"Good you're awake." He says sitting next to me

"What happened?! Why don't I feel sick?!" I ask

"Calm down everything is going to be okay." He says placing the breakfast tray down on the nightstand "Your county is doing better, I sent help into yours so you country isn't going to disappear."

He places his hand on my head and ruffles my hair.

"Why would you do that?" I ask

"Because I love you." He answers and passes me the breakfast tray

"Wait what?" I ask

"I love you, that's why I got you out of your family. They treated you horribly and I wanted you to be able to live happily." He answers

"Really? But I was your maid." I question

"I know, I forgot that other people don't like cleaning as much as I do." He says with a tiny smirk

I think I've been hiding my feelings from him to long. I mean he is really handsome and kind of sweet. But I just always thought badly of him because he made me work for him. I guess I should have given him a chance.

"How do you feel about me?" He asks

I look down awkwardly.

"I like you." I whisper "A lot."

He smiles and lifts my head. I realise how close he is and if we move out lips would touch, he leans closer and I can feel his hot breath on my lips. He finally presses his lips to mine and I kiss back straight away.

I feel happiness which is something I haven't felt for years. When he pulls back I realise that I still have another question to ask.

"Why did you try to make me act more like a lady?"I ask

"Because even if you weren't cleaning I still wanted a way to keep you around." He replies

I press my lips to his again and it is just as amazing as it was before. I guess I just need to calm down when meeting people. I'm glad I found Tim. Even though he's kind of intimidating and scary but he has a sweet side. He saved my country and promised that he would let me go. But strangely I don't want to. I want to stay with him forever.

"Ik hou van je." He says slowly trailing his lips down my neck

(Dutch:Ik hou van je- I love you)

"Ik hou ook van je." I reply with my hands trailing up to his heads

(Dutch:Ik hou ook van je-I love you too)

He starts sucking on my neck and I let out a moan. This is going to be a long day.