I don’t own Hetalia but I own my keyboard
Valentine’s Day Part 3
It’s Valentine’s Day, and you’ve just gotten a call from your boyfriend.
Prussia asked you to come over to his place because he had “a surprise” of some
sort for you. Now you’re standing behind his door, anxiously wondering what the
surprise could be.
“Hallo, frau!” Prussia grins as he opens the door and pecks your
lips. “And happy Valentine’s Day!”
“Happy Valentine’s Day to you
too”, you smile and step into the house. “So, what’s the big surprise?”
“Vell, I vanted to get you
something avesome for Valentine’s Day, but I vasn’t really sure vhat vould be
avesome enough. So zhen I asked bruder, and he had an avesome idea for a
“Okay… what was it then?”
“Say hello to your nev best
friend!” Prussia exclaims and opens the door to his living room. And there, on
the couch, is sitting an adorable little piggy.
“I call him Gilpig!” Prussia
smirks. “Isn’t he avesome?”
“He’s adorable”, you smile widely and
go pet the pig. “But did Germany really tell you to buy a pig?”
“Ja, he said it’s a tradition in Germany! And Gilpig was the best
pig I could find.”
“Well, anyways, I think Gilpig
is amazing”, you grin and walk over to kiss your boyfriend. “Thank you. When it
comes to buying presents, no one can compare to you.”
“Kesesese, of course not! I am
the awesome Prussia, after all!”
Later that day Germany stopped
by, and when he saw Gilpig, he was a bit surprised. Turns out Prussia may have
misunderstood the German tradition, but who cares – you loved little Gilpig.
You have spent a week asking Romano about Valentine’s Day. Feli has told
you it’s a pretty big day in Italy, but Romano has just kept on saying that
he’ll do nothing special for “that stupid day”. Well, now it’s Valentine’s Day,
and you’re prepared to spend it alone in your apartment. You’re sitting on your
couch in your pajamas when suddenly the doorbell rings.
“Romano?” you say with wide
eyes when you get the door open. Your boyfriend is standing there in black
jeans and a red shirt and he has a huge rose bouquet with him. “What… You said
we weren’t doing anything on Valentine’s Day!”
“Well, I couldn’t-a ruin the surprise,
could-a I?” Romano smirks and hands you the flowers. “Get dressed-a or we’ll-a
Half an hour later you’re
wearing your favorite dress and strolling through Rome with Romano. To be
honest, you’re kind of expecting a dinner at a pizzeria – not that there’s
anything wrong with that, of course. Pizza is delicious. But then Romano leads
you to a fancy and very expensive looking restaurant, and you give him a
“What-a?” Romano snorts. “Did
you think-a I couldn’t-a do anything romantic-a?”
“No, I just…” you smile as you
sit down. “I didn’t have any expectations about tonight, and this is… This is
really nice. Thank you, Lovi.”
“You’re welcome-a, bella”, he smirks. “But don’t-a get too
used to this-a.”
“I won’t”, you laugh, shaking
After the dinner you went for a
walk and admired the night sky, and you even ran into Feliciano who said you
two were the cutest couple he’d seen all day. And then Romano yelled at him.
It’s almost noon on Valentine’s Day, and you’re staring at the clock.
Russia told you earlier that he had big plans for Valentine’s Day, and that you
shouldn’t make any plans for the day. But here you are now, sitting alone,
having heard nothing from your boyfriend. Then suddenly the doorbell rings, but
it isn’t Russia who’s behind the door – it’s Lithuania, apparently working as a
flower delivery guy. He hands you a bouquet of sunflowers, and after you’ve
thanked him, you notice there’s a note attached to the flowers.
“Morning, sunflower”, you read out loud. “If you’re ready to start your Valentine’s Day adventure, go to this
address. Love you. Russia.”
Though the idea of going to
some random address scared you a bit, you did it anyways. When you finally got
the place, you saw Latvia standing in front of the building with a huge teddy
bear. And attached to it was another address, and so your adventure continued.
The second address leads you to
Estonia who has a huge box of chocolate to give you. And an address, obviously.
Taking your teddy bear and your chocolates with you, you make your way to the
next destination that turns out to be a restaurant. And in front of the
restaurant is standing your boyfriend, smiling happily at you.
“Privet, sunflower”, he says and pecks your lips. “Glad to see you
finally made it here. Did you have fun on your adventure?”
“Yeah, definitely the best
Valentine’s Day I’ve ever had”, you smile. “I can’t believe you organized all
this for me.”
“Of course I did – you are my
sunflower, da?” he says and gently
touches your face. “I’d do anything to see you smile.”
Spain has spent the last five days asking you what you want for
Valentine’s Day, but you’ve just kept on telling him that you didn’t need
anything special – you just want to spend the day with him. So when he calls on
Valentine’s Day and says he has a surprise for you, you roll your eyes. Of
course he has gone and done something though he really didn’t have to.
A few moments later you’re
outside his house, and when you notice the door is open, you take the freedom
to step inside.
“Spain?” you yell in the
hallway. “Are you home?”
“I’m in the living room, chica!” you hear him answer, so that’s
where you make your way. But the second you get to the living room, you freeze
to the spot.
Spain is lying on the couch
shirtless, and there’s a red bow on top of his head. There’s melted chocolate
on the table next to him, and strawberries, and roses, too.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, chica”, Spain grins as he gets up. You
blush like mad when he walks up to you, runs his fingers through your hair and
teasingly kisses you.
“Uh, Happy Valentine’s Day, to
you, too…” you swallow. “What happened to your shirt?”
“Well, you said you didn’t want
anything special for Valentine’s Day – you just wanted me”, he smirks. “So here
I am. I’m all yours, all day and all night, my Valentine.”
You chuckle and shake your
head, trying to comprehend how he can be so adorable and sexy at the same time.
“I love you, you know?” you
whisper before pulling him into a kiss.