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2p!PrussiaxReader: Just One Of Those Days

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  It was so cold. Snow had been falling heavily for the past half hour, your clothes completely drenched to the skin. Your body was cold and starting to refuse to move as you walked along.

 You had just spent the past half hour driving to your ex's house during a winter storm to find him cheating (on your anniversary might I add) and then began to come home in anger, then, you car broke down, forcing you to walk the rest of the 3 miles home. To make matters worse, the storm took a turn for the worst and giant snowflakes had begun to fall and cut off your vision.

 Now the world was empty and darkened by the storm, even the lampposts in town were hardly giving any light to help show you back home. Crossing your arms across your body, you tried to consume yourself in the only warmth you had left.

 An object buried beneath the snow tripped you over, sending you painfully to the ground. You tried to stand up but every time you failed, crashing back into the snow and gaining new injuries.

 Above you, you could see the snow coming down, piling on top of you and eventually freezing you to death. "I didn't think that...I'd die from a stupid snowstorm..."

 Reluctantly, you closed your (e/c) eyes, the lids getting too heavy to keep open. Odds are, you wouldn't be waking up anytime soon. Or ever again. Rather quickly, your mind went blank and fuzzy and your body began to shut down.

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 Water splashing in your face awoke you to a hazy reality. Looking around groggily, you noticed you were in a bathtub, the shower head running on you, warmth hitting against your body. But most curious, all your clothes were still on.

 Turning your head to the side, you saw a young man staring back at you, concern in his eyes. You opened your mouth but no words could form when you did.

 Before long, you were falling back under sleep's embrace, your body warming up. Once more, you felt warm water splashing on your face but you couldn't be bothered with opening your eyes once more.

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 The next time you awoke, it was morning, the sun streaming through the windows and into your eyes. Groaning, you pulled the sheets over your head to block them from the sun.

 When you moved, you felt your muscles ache. It felt more comfortable laying under the warmth of the sheets and staying completely still. As your mind began to wander back to last night, you became even more and more awake.

 Looking at your clothes, you noticed they had been changed. Tightening the sheets around you, you could feel your face brighten up in embarrassment. The next thing you noticed was you were in a strange house. What if someone here had done something back to you?

 Getting up, you went to the door, trying to find the owners of the home or the exit. Silently, you began to creep around the home just trying to find your way around.

 Then you realized your were up a set of stairs and slowly made your way downstairs. Immediately, you spotted someone on the couch playing video games. They noticed and looked towards you, his eyes narrowed slightly.

 "You're the broad my brother brought home last night, aren't cha?" He said, pausing the game and sitting up and stretching. "I thought you died last night. You looked like shit. Don't look too much better now."

 He laughed at himself as you came down slowly and sighed. "Can you just tell me where I am, how I got here and where my clothes are?"

 "He found you face down in the snow last night." The man murmured, running a hand through his messy blond hair. "So he brought you home, warmed you up and let you lay in his bed."

 "Where are my clothes?"

 "We're washin' 'em." He mumbled, turning his attention back to the game as if bored. "We made you breakfast so just go ahead and eat when you want."

 Rolling your eyes, you went to leave. "By the way, my name is ____________."

 "Just call me Lutz." He said back, pausing the game once more. "My brother's name is Klaus. Just call him whatever you want..."

 "Okay."

 Exiting the room, you quickly found the kitchen to see a plate of food waiting. Going over, you began to eat slowly and silently, looking out the window to see the snow was still falling lightly on a white-covered world.

 Once you finished, you put the plate in the sink and stood there blankly. What are you supposed to do now? You're in a stranger's house with no means of getting home. Scanning the room, you hoped to find a phone or something to call someone to tow your car.

 Not even a moment later, an air horn was blow, making you flinch and collapse to the ground. In the other room you could hear Lutz yelling but tuned it out. The door to the kitchen opened up to reveal a new but familiar face.

 He was a rather handsome young man with long white hair tied up in the back. There was a scar on his cheek and his eyes were a red and violet mix. But as you looked better now, you noticed something about one of his arms and his lower legs.

 Not saying anything, he knelt down beside you and helped you up. "You're Klaus, right...? Lutz's brother...?" He nodded soundlessly, his eyes locking with yours. "A-And you're the one w-who saved me last night...am I right...? I remember you splashing water on my face..." Again, he nodded.

 "Not a man of many words, huh?" A smile cornered his lips, shaking his head as he began helping you upstairs. "One more question...the arm...and your legs...are they metal...?"

 He remained still for a moment so you simply continued on with something else. "T-Thank you for helping me...I mean...it was a long night and I thought..."

 You barely made it three steps before you sat to stop, tears cornering the edge of your eyes. "I'm sorry...j-just...give me a minute..." The second tears spilled, you feverishly worked to wipe them away. Klaus reached over and gently brushed away some tears as well. Seeing no improvement, he just pulled you close to him, bringing your face in his chest.

 Grabbing his shirt, you further brought your face to his chest. "I-I'm s-sorry...I had a-a long night...h-he...was cheating on me...I-I saw it..." Klaus rubbed your back, forcing a sob to escape your lips.

 For awhile, you stood like this in his arms, trying not to make him go away. When you finally calmed down enough, he slowly began to help you back to his room, letting you lay down once more.

 Once you were tucked in, you curled up beneath the sheets. The sound of a whistle being lightly blown upon made you look up. The iron cross that he had was partially in his mouth and he blew into it again, making the noise.

 He spit it out, letting it dangle around his neck. A smile came back on his face as he sat on the bed. Your heart suddenly began beating rapidly in your chest, looking into his eyes. Leaning over, he kissed your forehead and covered you once more.

 Watching him, he stripped off his shirt, revealing a scar on his right side, the same one with the metal arm. He slowly came into his bed beside you, pulling his hair tie out and letting his long silver locks flow.

 "I don't think I've even told you my name yet...have I?" You asked, snuggling closer. Klaus' forehead pressed to yours and his head shook. "I'm ____________...

 He nodded again, letting you rest your head on his lap. His hand gently brushed your hair, carefully picking small strands away. Shutting your eyes, you let out a yawn and began to fall asleep. Before you completely fell asleep, you felt him kiss your lips gentle and nestle closer.
The artist who designed the 2p Prussia I used
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I don't know if she has a Deviantart. But I totally am in love her her design and character.

I just wrote this today. I will be continuing the OTP thing now.

I don't own you or Hetalia!
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