Chapter 8
Dedicated to Hetalia4me for the deal.
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"Well?" You ask Gil for not telling you what in the world was going on.
"(Y/N), we aren't what you call 'normal'. We are..." He hesitated before getting a nod from Francis. "We are countries. Every country has a human representing it. I am Prussia, Francis is France, and Antonio is Spain. Speaking of Antonio, where is he?" Everyone realized that they haven't seen him in quite a long time. Besides that you were quite puzzled .
"How... What... I've heard of Prussia, but he is a fallen country. How are you still alive?!" All of these questions were making you get angry. Why didn't he tell me before!?
"Well, I don't exactly know how I am still alive." He looked, sad. "(Y/N), I have something else to tell you..." He trailed off, you waited for him to continue. " Ich liebe dich." You tried to look it up on google translate, but you didn't know how to spell it. "It means..." You noticed he got red in the face. "I love you." You dropped your phone that you forgot was in your hand. He walked up to you and kissed you, again. This time it seemed like he meant it. You kissed back until you heard a certain Frenchmen clear his throat. Both you and your new boyfriend blushed at remembering that he had been watching the whole time.
"I love you too Prussia." You whisper. Just then a knock at the door came and you went to answer it. It was the long forgotten Spaniard with... Champagne?
"Did you say yes?" He asked with a hint of excitement. You nod and he walks past you. "let's party amigos!"
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