Hetalia x Reader
"I really can't stay~"
"Baby it's cold outside~" You and your best friend Francis sang as you grabbed a sheet of Gingerbread cookies out of the oven. It was Christmas Eve and your best friends Francis, Antonio, Gilbert and Ludwig were spending the holiday with you. All of the parents were drinking champagne and eggnog in the backyard in front of the fire pit while you and your friends hung out in the warm, cozy heat indoors.
"Dammit!" Gilbert yelled from the living room. Antonio, Ludwig and Gilbert were playing a game of pool and, by the sound of it, Gil lost.
"You rotten son of a---"
"Gilbert Beilshchmidt! You watch your language!" You yelled from the kitchen.
"What? I was only gonna call him a cotton headed ninny muggins!" Gilbert shouted back.
"Oooo! Potty mouth!" Antonio laughed. The three goofballs put up their pool sticks and joined you and Francis in the kitchen.
"How's the baking, ladies?" Gilbert said as he grabbed a cookie, then dropped it because it was still hot.
"Haha!" Francis said bluntly.
"Can I help you with anything?" Ludwig asked.
"Actually, you can all help! Do you want to decorate some gingerbread dudes?" You smiled as you set frosting and cookies onto the kitchen island. Francis and Gilbert frosted their cookies with vulgar pictures, Antonio made each of his gingerbread men look like the five of you, Ludwig made his like traditional gingerbread men and you made yours to look like superheroes!
"Hey, ______! I made you in a bikini!" Gilbert grinned as he held up one of his cookies.
"I made your mom in a bikini!" Francis laughed. You glared at the two idiots and sprayed frosting over their cookies.
"You're both cotton headed ninny muggins!"
You tried to keep a straight face as waited you for Ludwig to make the next move.
He let out a sigh and pushed his cards into the middle of the table. "I fold." He admitted defeat.
"I'll raise you five." You said with a smug grin as you pushed five Hershey's Kisses into the middle of the table.
"I will meet your five." Antonio grinned and added five of his own Hershey's Kisses into the middle of the table. Gilbert flipped his cards; a king and a six. Francis had a queen and a two and Antonio had a five and a nine. A big goofy grin spread across your lips when you flipped over your cards; an ace and a jack!
"Son of a---" Gilbert began.
"Gilbert~" You cut him off.
"Cotton headed ninny muggins!" He pouted and folded his arms.
"_______ gets all the kisses!" Antonio said. You scooped up the pile of chocolates and hugged them. "I feel so loved!"
"______, could we make hot chocolate, s'il vous plait?" Francis asked.
"Mmm~That sounds yummy!" Antonio smiled.
"Let's go make some!" You smiled and you all stood up from the table. Francis walked into the kitchen first, followed by Ludwig. You quickly snuck up behind him and hugged him when he was in the doorway leading to the kitchen. He jumped from surprise and turned to see you.
"______, what are you---"
"Look up!" You laughed. When he looked up his face flushed a dark shade of red. Hanging right above the two of you was a mistletoe.
You giggled and placed a gentle peck on his cheek and placed a Hershey's kiss in his hand.
"Hey no fair!" Gilbert, Antonio and Francis ran to you under the mistletoe and began to smother your face with kisses. You were blushing so bad that your cheeks felt like they were on fire.
"Now hand over the chocolates!" Gilbert demanded with a grin plastered to his face. You laughed and threw the pile of Hershey's Kisses onto the kitchen table.
"Merry Christmas! Go crazy!"
The four boys ran to the table and fought over the candy.
"Coming!" You yelled and ran to the door. When you turned the door knob you found your friends Alfred, Arthur and Matthew dressed head to toe in puffy jackets, boots, scarves and Santa hats.
"Jingle bells! Batman smells! Robin laid an egg!" Alfred practically yelled in your face.
"Aw~ Christmas carolers!" You laughed.
"Um... Not to be rude, ______, but..." Arthur started.
"We're freezing our balls of dude! Can we come in?" Alfred interrupted. You laughed and stepped to the side so that they could enter your toasty warm home.
"Al!!! Now it's a party!" Gilbert cheered.
"G-Man! Rock on!" Alfred and Gil shared an epic man-hug.
"Alright! Now that everyone's here let's all get in our jammies and get our cocoa and open some presents!" You announced.
"Righteous!" Alfred yelled and ran toward the nearest room to change.
"Mademoiselle, what if I sleep in the nude?" Francis grinned suggestively.
"Then I suggest you look into purchasing a pair of PJ's, ya man whore!" You replied jokingly. Francis laughed and went to change. Moments later Alfred ran back into the living room wearing a Santa hat and the most hilarious pair of footy pajamas you had ever seen!
You whistled. "Woo! Hey thar sexy!" You couldn't help but laugh.
"Ya know you want me!" He began doing a series of "sexy model" poses, mostly showing off his butt.
The eight of you sat around the living room; all comfy and cozy in front of the fireplace in your pajamas, holding a warm mug of hot chocolate.
You gave everyone a box of many different kinds of cookies that your mom helped you to make. (That was your present to each of them)
"Haha! Dudes, I kinda didn't have any money so I sorta didn't buy you guys presents! Sorry!" Alfred confessed.
"That's not true, you're spending your Christmas with us; that's a wonderful present!" You smiled.
"I was broke but I got you all something!" Gilbert handed out photos of himself, which he autographed.
"Gil.... You're an ass." Arthur said bluntly.
"Hey! It's the thought that counts! And now the awesome me will always be with you!"
You laughed. "Um, thanks Gil... I guess?"
"No problem, babe! There's more where that came from." He winked.
"Oo! My turn!" Toni grabbed a bag and began to hand out huge red tomatoes with little cards attached the stem. "I grew them myself!" He announced triumphantly.
When he gave you your tomato you began to read the small card: "A sweet tomate for a sweeter tomate! Feliz Navidad ______!" Your face heated up a bit and you smiled.
"Gracias Toni!" You thanked him.
"No problemo!" He answered with his gorgeous bright smile.
Once you all exchanged presents you set out a plate of gingerbread cookies, carrots and milk underneath the Christmas tree.
"What are the carrots for?" Ludwig asked.
"They're for the reindeer!" You replied cheerfully.
Gilbert snickered. "You still believe in Santa?"
Your face heated up a bit from embarrassment. "Uh... And you don't?"
"Dude, you're such a baby!" Alfred laughed.
"Shut up! He's real! You believe in him, right Matt?"
"Yeah." Matthew said quietly.
"I believe in Santa! I saw him at the mall last week! He farted when my brother sat on his lap!" Antonio said.
Alfred bursted into laughter. "Dude, that's awesome!"
"That's disgusting." Arthur scoffed.
"I've got an idea! We'll have a contest to see who the best Santa is!" Alfred put on his Santa hat and unzipped the top of his footy pajamas, exposing his chest. "Ho Ho Ho! I'm sexy Santa! Hey, ______, come sit on my lap!"
Your face grew hot and you turned your head. "No, thanks!"
"You git! Stop harassing her!" Arthur yelled.
"Shut your face, Artie!"
"That didn't even make sense!"
"Oh yeah? Well your face doesn't make sense!"
"Guys, it's Christmas Eve! Let's not fight ok?" You insisted.
Once it started to get late the boys helped you spread out a hunch of sleeping bags, pillows and blankets out on the floor. Eventually you all crashed out while watching old Christmas specials on TV.