Austria x 2p Austria-Music

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Just as I'm nearing the end of the song my finger accidentally hits the wrong key which snaps me out of my trance and I stop playing. No I lost...

"Guess that means I won huh?" Roland says placing down his guitar and sitting next to me on the stool

I try to ignore him out of frustration and embarrassment but he puts his arm around my shoulder.

"Come on Roddy, it's not that bad!" He exclaims "I'll treat you well."

"Hmph fine, I'll do what you say but keep your perverted hands and comments to yourself." I say standing up from the stool

He stands up as well and quickly picks me up bridal style. Roland runs out of my house and basically throws me into his car. I quickly buckle up because his driving tends to be fast and crazy. I hold on tight as he starts the car.

Before I knew it we have arrived at his run down apartment and he has pulled me inside.

"This place looks like trash." I sigh

"Oh hush Roddy, you'll, be staring here until tomorrow say you better get used to it." Roland replies smiling

"Where will I sleep?" I ask "I know for a fact that their is only one bed and I'm not sharing a bed with you tonight for any reason

*Time skip to night time*

2p Austria's P.O.V.

"I can't believe you talked me into this." Roderich sighs, shifting around in the shared bed

"Stop moving so much and it'll be more fun." I reply moving closer to him

"Come any closer and I will break your guitar." He whispers

Not listening I wrap my arms around his waist and pull his cold body into my warm one.

"You're freezing Roddy, you should have just come under then blankets." I say

"Well maybe if you hadn't spent the day making me clean your kitchen and cooking you Wiener Schnitzel then maybe I would have wanted to come closer to you." He hisses, trying to push my arms away

I hold him tighter and breath in his warm scent, he smells sweet and it's addictive.

"Just go to sleep." I sigh

He lets put and annoyed sigh and I feel him relax a little bit before rolling around to lean into my chest.

"Knew you couldn't say away from me." I smirk

"Shut up, I'm cold." He mumbles

I wrap the blankets around us and close my eyes as well, soon enough I have fallen asleep.

*Time skip to morning*

Austria's P.O.V.
I open my eyes in an unfamiliar room. It's empty as well. Wait this is Roland's room, I stayed here last night. I grab my glasses off of the night stand and put them on. I don't really need them but without them I might look boring so I wear them anyway,

I walk out to the kitchen where I can smell food and Roland is cooking over the stove.

"You're awake, your bed hair looks beautiful Roddy." He says smiling

"Be quiet." I say trying to smooth down my hair and I take a seat at the table

Soon enough breakfast is cooked and Roland takes the seat next to me. I quickly begin to eat and try to ignore Roland's eyes on me the whole time. Soon enough it becomes to much to ignore.

"Can I help you?" I ask annoyed

"You're beautiful." He replies lazily

My cheeks become red as he moves closer to me, he places a hand on my cheek but I don't want to slap him off. He leans closer to me and I look up. Our lips accidentally meet due to my movement but neither of us move away, we actually push closer together.

We pull apart for air an He has a massive smirk on his face.

"Told you that you wouldn't be able ignore my charms." Roland says wrapping an arm around my shoulder

"Shut up." I say hiding my face in my hands again

"It's ok Roddy, ich liebe dich." He whispers and kisses my cheek

(German:Ich liebe dich-I love you)

"Ich liebe dich auch." I mumble leaning into his hug

(German:Ich liebe dich auch-I love you too)

We stay like that for a little while before eventually having a small argument over which instrument was better again.

"How about the winner this time gets to top the looser?" Roland says suggestively

"Humph, fine, but this time I won't loose." I say confidently

"Well I have no intention of loosing either." He smirks

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