HetaliaxReader: Sick Day Solution (Prussia)

HetaliaxReader: Sick Day Solution ~ Prussia

You heard the ringing stop as your favorite albino answered his cell-phone.

"Hallo [Hello]? This is the awesome Preußen [Prussia]!" you wanted to laugh at his cockiness, but you could barely hold back your coughs.

"H-Hey Gilbert, i-it's *cough* _______. C-Can you *cough* let your brother know I'm *sniffle* staying home sick today?" You thought you heard someone stifle a gasp , but it couldn't have been Gilbert...right?

"W-Was [what]?!  The almost-as-awesome-as-me ________ is sick? Don't vorry, the awesome me vill be right over!" You were about to argue with him, but he had already hung up on you. You sighed and laid down on your couch/sofa. 'Might as well take a nap before Gil gets here...' you thought to yourself as you closed your throbbing eyes and fell into a deep sleep...

~~~~~~~~~~PRUSSIA'S POV~~~~~~~~~

Though I tried to sound normal on the phone, but the moment I hung up I ran from the meeting room to my car, Gilbird staying behind for some reason. ________ meant the world to me...every cough and sniffle I heard when she spoke with that raspy voice, so different from her usually sweet (soprano/alto), made me more worried than the last.

I parked in front of __________'s house, which was sort of shabby thanks to her boss's stinginess, and made my way to her front door. 'This house is falling apart at the seams...probably vhat got her sick. If I ever meet this boss of her's, I'll punch him in the throat!' I mused to myself as I opened the unlocked door and - wait, unlocked?! Had someone gotten in?! I cautiously made my way into my awesome-er-than-me crush's home (yep she's more awesome than the awesome me) and heard someone talking. Someone OTHER than __________.

"Man, I can't believe this chick didn't lock her own front door!" A young man's voice.

"Well there isn't much to steal here, really..." An older man's voice.

"We could always just hold the chick for ransom." The younger one again. I gritted my teeth and grabbed the nearest excuse for a weapon, which happened to be a guitar stand minus a guitar (I think she loaned it to England or something).

"Idiot, did you see how sick she looked? If she died while we had her, we could end up going down for negligent homicide or something." I looked over at ________, who was still asleep on the couch. She looked pretty bad, though I could still see her beauty underneath.

I forced my eyes away from my sick beloved and focused on getting rid of the robbers. I snuck up behind the older one - who would probably be more difficult - and slammed the guitar stand down on his head. Instant knock-out. The younger one stood in front of me in shock. If looks could kill, I'd be a murderer at that moment.

"Get. Out." I nearly hissed. He picked up his unconscious partner and ran for it. I put the guitar stand back and ran over to __________.

~~~~~~~~~~~YOUR POV~~~~~~~~~~

You heard a lot of noise while you were asleep. Two noises were voices you didn't recognize. 'Oh no, I forgot to lock my door...thank goodness I loaned my guitar to England...' Later you heard the sound of your door opening again,followed by more talking...and a loud slam, like metal against someone's head. Then you heard lots of running...and felt someone's hand hold yours.

"It's alright, mein kleiner Vogel [my little bird ((I'm so horribly cheesy I'm sorry))], I chased the bad guys avay. But I still don't think you're safe here...vhen you vake up I'll have to ask you-"

"Ask me what..?" you mumbled, fluttering your blood-shot (e/c) eyes open "Gilbert, what *cough* h-happened?" Gilbert smiles, but not one of his usual cocky smiles. It was a relieved smile.

"Thank Gott [God, or whatever deity you want], I vas vorried about you ______! You didn't lock your door and there vere robbers in your house. I chased them out though-"

"ROBBERS?!" you screeched and shot up straight, neither of which were good ideas. A wave of dizziness shot through your skull, and you fell into another long coughing fit. Gilbert rubbed your back soothingly, but when he put his other hand against your forehead,  he pulled it back in shock. You were burning up! He was about to open his mouth to speak when you started coughing  up blood again. For Gilbert, time stopped. You were really, really sick...

"No more speaking! You don't have any medicine or anything here, so I'm taking you to either my house or the hospital! Hold up one finger for my house, two for the hospital." You noticed his face got even paler than you thought possible. 'He was really that worried about me?' You thought, blinking in surprise. You shakily held up one finger. Hospitals require money and health insurance, neither of which you had.

*******Hey look, Ned the Time-Skip Bear is back!*******

So here you were, on Gilbert's couch, with a cold patch on your head. Your fever was worse than you had thought...40.5 degrees Celsius, or 105 degrees Fahrenheit. If you weren't a country, you'd probably be pretty close to dead by now. Gilbert walked back into the room.

"Feeling any better, _______?" he asked. He was worrying you now. He wasn't acting like himself...

"I should *cough* be asking you, Gil. You've *coughcough* been acting s-strange all day long..." your eyes met with his red ones and he sighed. He sat down next to you and ruffled your already messy (h/c) hair.

"I don't svallow my pride often,but since you asked...I vas scared, ________.Terrified, even. I vas nervous vhen you called me, horrified vhen I saw the robbers...especially vhen they talked about maybe taking you for ransom and the fact that you vere too sick for that...but I vas terrified out of my mind vhen I saw you cough up your own blood. I could hardly stand the sight of it." He hugged you gently "I just vant to keep du [you] safe, I vouldn't forgive myself if something like this happened to you again." he blushed a bit and kissed your cheek "Because...Ich leibe dich [I love you], ________."

You smiled and felt yourself tear up a little "Gilbert...Ich leibe dich auch [I love you too]..." and with that, his usual smile returned.

"Great! Because you are NOT going back to that house - Luddy [Germany] took at look at it and said it vasn't fit to live in. So from now on, you're staying here vith the awesome me as mein-" CUE INTERRUPTION OF UN-AWESOME PROPORTION!

"___________!!! WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!?!!" that was your boss. You shot him a look that pretty much said 'GTFO JERKFACE', but Gilbert practically growled at the harsh man.

"Stop shouting. You'll make her even vorse, you Esel [another term for a donkey, if you catch my drift]!" Gilbert stood up and stomped over to your boss "Making her live in an unsafe house, not letting her get medicine or go to the doctor, all those things vere bad enough, but THIS? This is BEYOND un-awesome." Your boss simply walked around him, over to you and grabbed you harshly by the arm.

"Get up, you lazy bum! It's not like you'd DIE from this, you aren't a human being at all, so why the hell should I treat you like one-" Wrong choice of words, Boss. WHAM!!! Gilbert kicked your boss in the gut, sending him back on the floor. His glare darkened.

"NEVER. EVER. TOUCH. MEIN. FRAU [woman]." Your boss pretty much flew out the door after that. Gilbert turned back to you. "As I vas saying, you vill now be living here, as both mein Frau~" He kissed your forehead gently "Und mein Queen of Awesome."

~And, well, let's just say not many people gave you a hard time after that. After all, the Queen of Awesome is always protected by the King~

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