Name: Enamour me, date me, quite me

Author: Dhost

Disclaimer: Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya and I'm not making any profit out of this, it's just for pure entertainment.

A/N: So these were some drabble prompts I received on my RP blog on tumblr and, as they were all for the same pairing and matched quite well, I decided to upload them here as a series of three drabbles.

Some of the details in one oppose the details in the other, but that's because these drabbles were not written at the same time, so please don't mind it.

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Enamour me - My character will ask yours out on a date

When Germany declared it was break time, all the nations sitting around England quickly got up and went out the room, leaving paper notes and documents behind on their hurry to have a few minutes to relax. The Brit scoffed at their reckless behaviour while he neatly organized his notes and put them on his briefcase, but he couldn't say he wasn't already used to it.

That's why when someone pulled the chair left empty beside him and plopped down on it his curiosity was immediately picked and he looked to the side to see who was the person that was willingly staying behind. He was even more surprised to see the person was Prussia, since the Germanic nation was usually one of the first out the door.

What was even more odd was the fact he had to look to know it was Prussia sitting there, since the other always made sure to announce his presence wherever he went in the loudest way possible. But this time he just sat there. He wasn't facing Arthur, but he could see the other had a weird look on his face, as if he was examining a thousand of battle plans in his mind and none of them was looking good for him. He was also drumming his fingers on the table, something that Arthur had learned to recognize as a clear sign he was nervous.

Arthur furrowed his brows, more curious than worried.

"What's the matter, Beilschmidt?"

Gilbert cleared his throat but remained quiet for a little while more, until the look in his eyes changed. It wasn't a 'oh now I know what to do' look but rather a 'I have no idea on what to do so fuck it I'll just make it up as I go' and Arthur didn't know what to think about that until the other turned to him and said:

"We could go out tonight."

Arthur furrowed his brows further. Was that a question? And had the other come all this way just for that? Why was he asking him in private? Why not wait until Arthur got to the cafeteria so he could invite everyone like he always did? And what did the question had to do with Gilbert's troubled face? It was all so very weird…

"Go out? You mean, for a drink? Yeah, sure. Have you asked the others already?"

"No, not for a drink! No, I mean, yeah, we can go for a drink if you want but that's not what I meant. And the others aren't invited! It will be just the two of us, you know?"

Gilbert shot him a glare, silently praying the other would get the hint. It had been decades since the last time he had even considered calling someone out for a serious date and he had no idea how to deal with these things anymore. He was feeling awful, too exposed, the fear of rejection trying to work its way inside him. He wanted the other to just end it already, but of course he would have no such luck, Arthur looked more confused than ever.

Gilbert groaned.

"I want us to go out just the two of us! Come on, Kirkland, it's not that fucking hard to understand!"

No change in expression. Gilbert looked away when he felt his face heating up - There was no way he could get himself to be more clear than that - and was seriously considering hitting Arthur with a chair when he heard the other let out a dragged 'Ooohhh'.

Gilbert was going to hit him with a chair.

"Are you asking me on a date, Gilbert?"

Gilbert fidgeted, the actual words making him feel uncomfortable. A part of him was making a damn good job on convincing himself the other would say no, that he was a idiot for asking, that he had surely understood the brit's signs wrong and how in the hell did he think this was a good idea to begin with? He laughed, to try and make things seem less serious than they were.

"Oh, finally! Took you this long to figure out, Dummkopf?"

Arthur looked speechless for a second and that made Gilbert lose his courage, he got up quickly, mumbled a 'just forget about it, okay?' and was turning to leave when he felt the other grab his arm.

"Where the hell you think you are going, you idiot?"

Gilbert just shrugged, he didn't know where he was going, he just wanted to get out of there and forget this had ever happened. He felt Arthur pulling on his arm again.

"Look at me, dammit!"

He didn't want to, but he turned around to face the other. Arthur let go of his wrist and a smile appeared on his face.

"I'll go out with you."

"…You will?" - It was Gilbert's turn to look at the other wide eyed, but as soon as his mind was able to process what was happening he coughed and quickly added:

"I mean, of course you will! You wouldn't be stupid enough to miss out on a date with the awesome me!"

Arthur rolled his eyes, but he knew the other was just trying to mask his relief by being his usual jerky self. It was good for the prussian, though, that Arthur thought this was extremely cute or their date would be over before it even began.