Rock n' Roll and Mistletoe

Rock n' Roll and Mistletoe
GermanyXReader

Reader POV~

"Ugh! I can't believe this!"

You were standing outside in the shin high deep snow in front of your house, waiting for the guys. The street was deserted save for a few cars trapped by snow. You stood there in a long, thick, warm coat that only helped so much since underneath you wore (party clothes that aren't warm). Thus you were freezing. You had on snow boots and in your hand was your favorite matching shoes. Strands of hair whipped wildly around your face. 

"Where are those idiots?! I can't BELIEVE they are leaving me hanging like this!" you grumbled jumping up and down to warm yourself. 

The sound of crunching snow reached your ears and you saw a dark van roll on down the street. Sprayed on the side of it was various artists work in a colorful array. As it stopped in front of you the drivers window rolled down and a blond head stuck it's head out. 

"Sorry we are late love. These daft cows held us up." Arthur, aka England, said as he jerked his thumb to the guys in the back. "It's monkey outside! Hop in duckie."

"Yeaahh, don't ever call me duckie ever again. So not happening." you pulled open the vans side door and precious warm air hit you. Without wasting the heat you climbed in and slammed the door shut behind you. 

"Yes ma'am...." his voice sounded dejected. Turning his head towards the passenger seat next to him he said, "Hey love, mind getting ______ all fixed up?"

"Sure. No problemo!" said a girl bout the same age as you with wavy brunette hair and green-brown eyes.  She unbuckled an climbed into the back of the van with you and the two other guys. After some shifting around you, Alfred, Lovino, and the other girl managed to fit in between all of the instruments and equipment. 

"Sup dudette. Ready to be awesome?"

"Oh shut up idiota! Of course she isn't. She doesn't have any make-up and her hair isn't done."

"Thanks. That makes me feel sooo good about myself."

"Ignore them. He is being an idiot. Gimme the drive to the show and you will look stunning."

So for the next 15 or so minutes the other girl managed to do your make-up and hair while crammed in the back of a carpeted van with an angry American and Italian constantly yelling at each other. At one point Lovi lunged at Alfred for something he said; elbowing the other girl and nearly making her drop the bobby pins she was inserting into your hair. 

"Ohhhhhh no! You did NOT just make me almost screw up." 

That's when the real fighting started. How all five of you made it safely to the gig at Ausria's house you will never know. Let alone how you all came out looking amazing. 

~le time skip-please follow the sexy Russian~

The equipment had all been set up on an impromptu stage in one of the ballrooms in Roderich's mansion. At one end of the room was two sets of trees. One was gargantuan! Soaring incredibly high up yet didn't reach the ceiling. It was decked out in all sorts of decorations, and beneath it was a colorful sea of presents. Yet it wasn't the most spectacular thing in the room! An even bigger tree sat not too far from it. It was so epicly mind-blowingly big that it defied all logic. The amount of ornaments, lights, sparkly stuff, and the freaking hhuuugggeee angel on top made it so obvious that Alfred had a hand in it. Not to mention the ridiculous (neon color of choice) cake on the opposite side of the room. Against a third wall was the stage.  At the front center of the stage Arthur was plugging his electric acoustic guitar. On his right side Lovino tuned up his bass while yelling at Alfred to get on stage. Said person was off stage talking to some fan girls. You stood on Arthur's other side setting up your mic. Running around all over the stage was your fellow female band member, tying tape around chords, fiddling with the soundboard, and finally picked up her electric violin. All around the ballroom countries mulled about socializing and such. You noticed several that you recognized; a flirtatious pervert, crazed sister chasing her brother, and a scary looking girl with a frying pan. 

"Hey little brother. Mind joining us for the show?" Arthur yelled out as his brother. 

Alfred bid adieu to the gals and vaulted up on stage; unaware that it caused the girls to swoon. He made his way to the drums set on a slightly raised section of the stage. He sat down and proceeded to twirl drumsticks between his fingers. You eyes drifted out over the crowd and when they spied a certain blond haired guy your breathe hitched in your throat. 

Oooooo~ looks like someone has caught sight of her muse." said a voice from behind you. 

You whirled around and a certain annoying friend of yours stood in front of you with a knowing look on her face. 

"Sh-shut up Rhia!"

The violinist laughed and held her hands up. "Chill chill. I get it alright. You wanna impress him and ya know, not make a fool of yourself right?"

You nodded without looking her in the eye. 

"Well, I can tell you for a fact you are going to do just fine. K?" 

Your face blushed bright pink and your gaze drifted over to the back wall. Leaning against it was a lean muscled man with slicked back blond hair, striking blue eyes, and firm abs. (no he is not shirtless. You just know him that well. Lol!) He took a drink of beer every once in awhile. He often appeared stern and stoic but you had this feeling every since you had met him that there was way more to him. What if you could be the one to break that ice..... Get closer to him..... To be hand in hand, toe to toe, sk....

"Helloooo?!?! Did you hear a single word of what I said?"

You snapped out of your fantasy and looked back at Rhia, startled. 

"I'm sorry what were you saying?"

Rhia smiled like a certain Prussian you know. 

"Oh. Nothing important really. Were about to start if you would be so kind as to grace us with your singing. Unless your too busy fantasizing."

You eyes wandered now around the room; taking in the christmas lights everywhere, the manger scene figurines, christmas hats, people dressed as elves, tinkling bells, the whole shebang. You prayed that this night would not be one you'd end up regretting. 

~le mini time skip-now follow chibi Russia~

   As you all went thru all your songs you began to relax and your anxieties were pushed to the side. The music rocked and everyone was enjoying themselves. Finally, after your last song you were relieved and set off to mingle. Until you noticed a certain set of blue eyes aimed at you.

   Ludwig. 

   You took a deep breath. Come on _____. You can do this.

   Without allowing yourself to second guess yourself you made your way to the bar where Ludwig still sat. Right as you nearly reached the bar something got under your feet and you began to fall towards the floor. All you coul to was clamp your eyes shut and wait for the impact. However...

   What you felt against was so bot the floor. 

   Okay I know that the carpets here are all fancy and plush but there is absolutely NO way that this is the carpet.

   Your eyes opened to a dream. Ludwig stood there with his buff arms around you, securing you against his muscled chest which was clothed in a soft-as-down sweater. Complete with freaking trees, presents, and adorable animals. 

   Definently Feli's doing. It's way too adorable.

   Ludwig's expression was blank. Neither cold nor warm. He gently set you on your feet and you felt disappointed that he had let you go. 

   "Are you alright fraur?"

   "Y-yes I'm fine. T-thank you so much."

    "It vas noding. Your performance vas very good. "

   "Thank you." you felt your face flush and you could have sworn that he could tell. 

   Feliciano came up outta nowhere right between the two of you and you stifled a squeal. 

   "Doitsu! _____! It's time  to open presents." he grabbed you and Ludwig's hands and dragged you behind him. 

~Mini time skip of Italian awesomeness~

   Oh my god! I'm sitting next to Ludwig.. 

   You easily could have fainted from the pure bliss that you were feeling. You were sitting between Kiku and Ludwig on one of Austria's huge sofas. The whole room was filled with all the countries and countless presents. Around your feet was a mountain of presents wrapped in festive wrapping, perfect bows, and shiny string. (AN: oooo shiny!!!!)

   At the moment Feli shoved a gift into Ludwig's hands with a huge grin on his face and his closed eyes. 

   "Doitsu Doitsu! Open mine next!"

   "Yes yes. Calm down Feliciano."

   Ludwig tore open the wrapping paper and opened the box. He removed the wrapping inside, revealing bright red underwear. Yes, bright red underwear. 

   "In my country, if you get red underwear and wear them on Christmas and New Years, it brings luck and happiness."

   "Hey Bruder. I think you should go ahead and test it out now." Gilbert, aka Prussia, jumped in literally. His finger was pointed at the space above between You and Ludwig's head. The two of you looked up to see some mistletoe suspended on a string tied to a pole. Said pole was held aloft by a Southern Italian. You blushed furiously an lowered your head, peering up at Ludwig to see his reaction. He sat there staring ip with his jaw dropped. Finally he shut it and, blushing just as furiously a you, looked at you. His eyes no longer seemed cold and calculating. They were open in a way you had never seen before. 
  
   You darted your eyes away only to feel a calloused yet gentle hand cup your chin gently. Ludwig's hand gently turned your face towards him. He closed his eyes and gently lowered his face to yours. The sound of your heartbeat deafened you and you could only focus on what your eyes saw and where his hand touched your skin. As his lips drew towards yours your eyes fluttered closed and you leaned in gently. 

   When your lips touched you felt as if a wave of warmth radiated inside if you. You craved for him and leaned into the kiss. Taking the obvious hint Ludwig did the same. The kiss became deep but gentle. Your head became foggy but all you felt was happiness. Due to the devastating fact that people have to actually breathe air to survive, the too of you broke apart. A mass cheer rose up and you looked around in dazed confusion. There, up on the wall wad a jumbotron that showed the two of you. 

   We just kissed....and everyone just saw it...

   You spotted a certain Frenchmen with a video camera standing not far off with a very triumphant look on his face. 

   "Oh hon hon hon~ How beautiful. To capture this romantic moment is truly a treasure."

Whether from rage or embarrassment Ludwig stood up and charged at Francis at full speed. You sat there and watched the two run off. You turned to Gilbert as the two disappeared from sight. 

   "Is there any way I can get a copy of that?"

   "Haha! Of course! Anything for my bruders new girlfriend."