(This is another long one! HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERY OTAKU!!!)
Santa, tell me if you're really there
Don't make me fall in love again if he won't be here
Next year
"Has is really been that long since I've seen him?" You asked yourself, smiling at the memory.
Norway, a close friend and ally to your country of (c/n), invited you to his brothers' annual Christmas party.
You went and had a lot of fun hanging out with Lukas and meeting his brothers Mathias, Emil, Berwald, and. . . Tino.
Though it was a brief time you spent together, you two instantly became friends. Well, you became friends with the others but Tino was special.
Like you, he had strong feelings for Christmas, it was both your favorite holiday.
So you began to talk with the personification of Finland and. . .
You fell in love.
Santa, tell me if he really cares
'Cause I can't give it all away if he won't be here
Next year
And now you were doing something that no person, or country your age should do.
Write a letter to Santa.
It sounds stupid, but you wouldn't dare tell anyone else about your 'little' crush on the blonde.
They would all preach it to the world and Tino would know, and he might not feel the same way. . .
So you picked up your pen and wrote a simple little letter to Santa saying:
Dear Santa. I know I'm probably. . . scratch that, definitely too old to be writing to you but I need to know. Santa tell me if you're really there, don't make me fall in love again if he won't be here next year. Santa tell me if he really cares, because I can't give it all away if he won't be here next year. Will Tino be here this year? Yours truly, _____.
Happy with your writing, you sealed the envelope, set in your Santa dress pocket, and walked out the door.
You had recently gotten a text from Alfred saying that you NEEDED to be at his Christmas party this year and that 'it wouldn't be the same without you'.
Smiling as you walked you kept going down the road to Alfred's house. Granted you still needed to get on a plane to America, Washington DC to be precise.
-A-R-O-U-N-D-T-H-E-W-O-R-L-D-
You knocked on the door to Alfred's house and didn't even get a chance to take in the cold, winter air a you were pulled in the party by none other than Mathias Køhler.
"H-hey Mathias, can you let me go?" You asked as he twirled you around to the song 'Let It Snow'.
"No way! Isn't this fun?!" He cheered. "We were all starting to think you wouldn't come!"
You blushed and looked away, making purple eye contact then looking back at the Dane dancing with you.
It's him. . .
Feeling Christmas all around
And I'm tryna' play it cool
But it's hard to focus when I see him walking 'cross the room
"Let It Snow" is blasting out
"Y-yeah. But I think I'm starting to get dizzy!" You giggled.
"Oh! Sorry elsker!" He chuckled and let go of you.
You went spinning into a seat next to a very bored-looking Lukas.
"Oh hello _____." He said in his usual monotone voice.
"H-hey Nor." You said, trying to stop the room from spinning.
"Look, mistletoe." The Norwegian stated and everyone looked over at Poland and Lithuania.
The two kissed, making a loud cheer spread throughout the whole mansion.
"That's cute. Are you going to do that with anyone _____?" He asked like it was a normal question.
Your face turned as red as Rudolph's nose. "N-not really! N-no!" You stuttered. "W-why?
But I won't get in the mood
I'm avoiding every mistletoe until I know
It's true love that he thinks of
So next Christmas
I'm not all alone, boy
Lukas gave a tiny, tiny little smirk. "No reason. Sorry, but I think Emil's calling me." With that, he got up and walked away leaving you alone.
You sighed for like the 50th time today as you heard footsteps drawing closer and closer to you.
Turning around, your (e/c) met red ones. You smiled at the appearance of your friend.
"Hey Vlad."
"What's wrong dragă? You shouldn't be down on this night of all nights." He handed you a reindeer-shaped glass filled with (fav drink).
"Thanks. But it's really nothing."
"I don't need my vampire powers to tell me you're uhappy~" He teased you.
You giggled.
Santa, tell me if you're really there
Don't make me fall in love again if he won't be here
Next year
Santa, tell me if he really cares
'Cause I can't give it all away if he won't be here
Next year
"Well. . . Promise me you won't tell anyone?" You asked, biting your lip.
He nodded. "Scout's honor~!"
You rolled your eyes playfully. "I think. . . I'm in love."
I've been down this road before
Fell in love on Christmas night
But on New Year's Day I woke up and he wasn't by my side
"Really? With who~?" He asked, showing a fanged-grin.
"With. . . Tino." You stated, face still red.
"Awwww~!! That's so drăguț (cute) _____~!" He hugged you. "I'm so happy for you, he's a perfect match!"
You hugged him back awkwardly. "Yeah but. . . I don't know if he likes me back. I don't want to end up with another broken heart like (guys name you hate). He left me on Christmas morning and we haven't spoken since. I don't. . . want to get hurt."
Now I need someone to hold
Be my fire in the cold
But it's hard to tell if this is just a fling
Or if it's true love that he thinks of
So next Christmas
I'm not all alone, boy
"Tino won't break your heart _____. He cares about you too much." Vladimir stated and then walked away like Lukas.
"What's up with people leaving me?!" You whispered to yourself. "Santa tell me. . ."
Santa, tell me if you're really there
Don't make me fall in love again if he won't be here
Next year
Santa, tell me if he really cares
'Cause I can't give it all away if he won't be here
Next year
"Hey _____." A very familiar voice said, but the enthusiasm was gone and replaced with. . . nervousness?
"O-oh hi Tino." You responed, taking a large sip of your (f/d).
"So, how are you liking the party so far?" Tino asked.
"I-it's good." You gave him a soft smile.
"R-really? I decorated it myself~! It took a lot of staples and duct tape~!" He said in happiness.
You couldn't help but smile at his large smile.
Oh, I wanna have him beside me like oh-oh-oh
On the 25th by the fireplace, oh-oh-oh
But I don't want a new broken heart
This year I've got to be smart
"It's very pretty Fin."
"Thanks! So _____. . ." He trailed off.
"Yeah?" You asked, putting your cup down on the table.
"I was wondering if. . . Hey what's this?" He bent down and picked up a piece of paper and unfolded it. It was at this moment that you realised that was your letter to Santa.
Oh, baby
If ya won't be, if ya won't be here!
"_-_____?" He asked with a smile.
"Y-yea?" You craoked in embarassment.
"You write letters to Santa?"
You nodded sheepishly.
"Well. . ." He cleared his throat. "To answer your questions. . . Yes, I'm really here. And yes, he cares very, very much for you."
You're eyes widened. "Y-you're?!"
"Yep~! That's me!" He looked up and smiled then looked back into your (e/c) eyes.
You looked up.
Santa, tell me if you're really there
Don't make me fall in love again if he won't be here
Next year
Santa, tell me if he really cares
'Cause I can't give it all away if he won't be here
Next year
There it was, the dreaded mistletoe you've been avoiding all night.
You looked back down at Tino and he was holding a little blue present with a yellow ribbon around it.
He smiled. "Hyvää Joulua (Merry Christmas) _____~!!" He exclaimed and closed the gap between your lips.
Santa, tell me if you're really there
Don't make me fall in love again if he won't be here
Next year
Santa, tell me if he really cares
The kiss tasted like gingerbread and hot chocolate and you enjoyed every second of it.
Guessed that he other countreis were cheering and clapping, but sheer bliss blocked out the noise.
There was flashing of cameras, probably Kiku, Picardy, and the BTT, but you didn't care.
You got the best Christmas present ever.
'Cause I can't give it all away if he won't be here
Next year
--EXTEDED ENDING--
"Step right up! Come and buy _____ and Tino's magical kiss for only $5.99!!" Alfred exclaimed as he, the BTT, and Mathias sold photos.
(I'm thinking of doing a DeNor role play I did with my Instagram friend next would you like me to post it?
MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY HOLDIAYS!!!)