Hetalia x Reader - Playing Hide-And-Seek: P.B.

What has happened before...

You needed to find a hiding place and that quickly. You looked around. Where should you go?? Left? Right? Up?? Down?? Forward??? Backward??? What would be a good hiding place?!

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You thought about all the possible places and came to the conclusion it'd be best to hide in your parents' bedroom since you didn't think anyone would go in there. They knew that was a place they shouldn't enter just like that, right? Privacy n' stuff. Therefore you tiptoed lightly up the stairs, careful not to make a creaking sound and silently opened the door to said room.

You went in and looked around, going to the center of the room beside the bed. There were three hiding places you had in mind: Inside the wardrobe, on the window-sill behind the curtains or under your dad's desk because it had that tiny space you've always fit in. When you were little at least but it should still work. Kinda. You also had a forth one but it was a bit risky and not really imaginative. You turned back to the door. Maybe you could hide behind it and hope IF someone came in they'd just take a quick glance around the room, excluding behind the door, and leave directly.

Yeah, it was risky but screw it. Maybe this hiding place was that obvious that no one would suspect a thing. Besides, nobody would enter your parents' room anyway. You took soundless steps toward the door until suddenly two hands grabbed your ankles and dragged you under the bed.

"Noooooo waaaiiiit! I'm too young to die like those young teenagers in those horror movies! I was always a good student and wanted to learn stuff and go to college (sorry if you already are going to college)! WHY DO THESE THINGS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO THE BEAUTIFUL ONES!?" You cried as your, what you thought to be, last words. Under the bed, a hand then prevented you from shouting any further as another one sneaked around your waist.

'Great! Now I'm going to get raped by that bitch monster or what!?' You thought desperately.

"Shhhh, mon armour. If you cry we'll be found~" The monster, no, person whispered to you and pulled you against his toned chest. Wait. What. He? No. Damn it. You tried to struggle free but he wouldn't let you go.

"MhhhmhmhhmmmmhmmmHMHMHHMMHMHM!!!"

"Quoi? Je suis désolé, ma petite, mais je ne peux pas te comprendre. (What? I'm sorry, my darling, but I can't understand you.)" Oh great, now he was being an idiot AND speaking French to you (let's just say Alfred had to search instead of Francis~). So you kinda like bit his hand.

"Aahh! Ma chérie, waz zat really necezzary?" Francis asked you, holding his dear hand to himself.

"Yes. What do you want me to do when you hold me like this?"

"Being nice and enjoy it~?" Groaning you turned to the other side.

"NO. Definitely no." You said but blushed slightly. He mustn't find out that you actually liked him. It was your little secret.

"Come on, don't be zo cold 'earted. Open up to your grand frère (big brother)~" He said and played with your (h/c) locks. You liked the feeling his hands gave you when they roamed through your hair and you decided to just let him continue.

"Merci, but no. I don't need one who watches over me day after day. I can take care of myself."

"But (y/n), what if there're some bad boyz who want to rape you?"

"Doesnt' matter. I can just karate them away. And if it's necessary I'll bite them, just like you."

"I don't doubt that you will do that..." He replied while stroking his hand again. "Mais (But)! Euh... What if there're many of zem?"

"I have my friends."

"Oui, but I mean, like 20?"

"...a LOT of friends." Francis sighed but smiled at your stubbornness.

"What if you're alone?"

"I can run away."

"What if they get you anyway? And don't tell me you'll take on everybody at ze zame time."

Now you were at a loss of words. "Umm.... Well... I could..."

He chuckled and then grabbed your shoulders to turn you to face him and pull you close again. "Non, zen you couldn't do anyzing anymore. And your friendz can't be 24/7 by your zide."

"Oh why you're making all those hypothesises anyway? You think too much, Francis."

"I can't help it, you're alwayz on my mind~ 'owever, you do need zomeone who can protect you all zhe time."

"Ugh... Stop being such a creeper and let me go."

"Non, I don't want to~" He said and hugged you, making you groan in annoyance. "But 'ow about a deal? You try wriggling free from me and if you're able to do zat you'll win and I will leave you alone but when you're not able to it proves to me that you're too weak and need a protector against all thoze bad boyz in ze world. And like ze kind man I am, I'd be 'appy to be ze one who protects you. What do you zay?"

"Frenchie, you're the only 'bad boy', except from Gilbert, I know so far. Therefore, I don't need a bodyguard, but if you want to see it yourself...please, you're welcome to lose against a girl~!" You answered with a hint of determination in your eyes. His crystall blue eyes brightened up.

"Ztart?"

"Start!" And with that you two began 'fighting'.

Meanwhile, Alfred had already caught Feliciano, Lovino and Antonio. While the first Italian whimpered too loudly and came bursting out waving a white flag and crying he surrendered, the other two were found because the more mature Italian was cursing nonstop as a certain Spaniard joined him in his hiding place. Now Alfred was going up the stairs to search the rooms above...

Back to you and Francis, you two were still fighting. You tried biting, kicking and punching him a few times but nothing worked. Either you missed or he just didn't mind. It wasn't looking good for you. With a swift motion the French man moved above you and pinned your wrists down beside your head with his own hands and placed his knee between your legs. Fuck, you were trapped now...

"Honhonhonhon... It zeemz I've won, non, (y/n)?" In response you only growled and bared your teeth.

"Bien, now I can be by your zide ze whole time~ Never leaving you a zingle zecond. We'll be 'aving zo much fun~!" He said and came closer with his face while looking you deeply in your (e/c) eyes. You could feel sparks between the both of you and you didn't dare fight against your will. You wanted to be his and you wanted him to be yours. You dreamed of him loving you from the bottom of his heart but in reality you weren't sure if you could really trust him. Francis was a handsome man and all the ladies always stared after him. Why wouldn't he take his chances with them? Why should he be stuck with you? There were so many girls and women who were much more beautiful than you. You'd only be a burden on him.

Francis noticed your sad expression and asked you concerned. "Mon armour? What iz wrong?"

"Oh nothing..." He didn't believe you and frowned.

"You wouldn't look like zis if it'd be nozing."

"Okay okay you got me-"

"Literally~" At this you wanted to punch him but couldn't as you were still hold captive under him.

"You know... You're a really handsome man and-"

"Je le sais (I know that) but merci pour (thanks for) ze compliment~"

"Shut up and just listen to me! I just wonder why you'd want to be stuck with me while you could be with, like, every girl you want. Why waste your time like that?" He chuckled, took both of your wrists in one hand above your head as to not let you go and with the other caressed your cheek. You blushed.

"Why would it be a wazte of time to be with ze most beautiful girl in te whole world? Don't make yourself worse zan you are, ma chérie. You're incroyable (incredible)~" You blushed even more. Francis then took a quick glance toward the door before looking at you again and kissing you on the lips. For a short moment you were paralysed but then quickly returned the kiss. Suddenly you heard the door open and were about to break the kiss to look but Francis wouldn't let you. He hold your face gently in his warm hand, your wrists still firmly above your head and kissed you deeper.

"Only this room is left and I still haven't found (y/n) and the Frenchie. If there're not here I guess I have to research everything all over again. (Y/N)!! FRENCHIE!! COME OUT NOW!" Alfred's voice sounded throughout the room. Your eyes widened but you were also too caught up into the kiss. Excitement and danger to get caught kissing under the bed flowed through your body and turned you on. You heard how Alfred went through the room, opened some doors, closed them, then went to the other side of the room, drew the curtains back and everytime he thought he'd find you he would  shout "AHAA GOT YOU!".

After having you still not found he stopped in front of the bed before sitting on it. What was that guy doing?! Francis felt your worry and sneaked his hand under your shirt to massage your curves. How could that American be that oblivious?

"*sigh* Well... They're not here. Better start searching down again!" Alfred said enthusiastically and stormed out of the room. The blond-haired then broke the kiss. You two were panting, looking each other in the eyes.

"(Y/n)..."

"Francis...that kiss was wow..."

"Really...breath taking...huh?" He replied still panting and you giggled. "Je t'aime (y/n), mon armour. Plus que toutes les autres choses sur la terre (I love you (y/n), my love. More than anything else on the world)."

"I love you too, Francis." You said and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

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"Bon, 'ow about we move zis on ze bed inztead of under it~?"


~~~~time skip brought to you by sweet, fresh roses~~~~


In the end you didn't win. As you two sneaked out of the room, went down the stairs and looked carefully around the corner you suddenly saw Alfred why Francis shouted one of his 'manly' cries. Therefore you got caught. But that doesn't matter to you because you and your new boyfriend are now happily cuddled in his house, on his couch under a blanket and watched a movie together.


"Say Francis...why did you kiss me there all of a sudden right before Alfred came in?"

"I told you if I win I'd be your protector. I 'ad to protect you from getting caught and 'ad to zilence you zome'ow~" He replied and you blushed.

"B-but why didn't you just tell me to be quiet?" You asked nevertheless.

"Zat wouldn't 'ave been as romantic and fun, now would it?" He said and kissed your forehead, making you smile at him.

"Yes, you're right." Then you laughed slightly. "I guess it was luck that you pulled me under the bed."

"Ah non, ma chérie. It'z deztiny~" You rolled your eyes but kissed him on the lips anyway and then cuddled back in his warm embrace.

THE END






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"...Nobody has found me until now, eh? Does that mean I've won?" A very quiet voice said barely above a whisper.

"Who are you?" His plush bear asked him in a cute voice.

"I'm Canada..." He replied sadly. Poor Matthew.