Pocky Game Troubles

First in a series of Hetalia High love stories
Denmark x Reader
Human Names used.
T for language, and mild to strong kissing/ make out

Sitting in your room you pondered the same things as always. Why were you here? What should you do? Why were your parents out to get you. Like today your mother was making you go two some party. Just because she was friends with the most popular girls mothers you had to go the this party. You hated parties because being you loner self always sat in the corner being ignored. Today was someone's birthday at your school it seemed everyday was someone's birthday. They had somehow arranged to have the school for the party knowing these people it included lots of money. The school cared little of education just money. Your prep school had students from all over and they were all rich. You knew you should get ready but you didn't want to.
Your mother letting herself into your room fusses over all the little details of your outfit telling you to change out of you tee shirt and jeans into anything else. You remembered in your old school how much your mother hated the girls who whore the short skirts so you dug one out of you closet finding a v-neck shirts you pulled that on and quickly did your make-up. As your friend said make-up is just another medium. You grabbed you flats and hurried out the door before you mother could see your outfit. She smiled out the window seeing you dressed up.
Arriving at your school in record time you flashed you ID in the coder and walked through the door. People were everywhere in the halls up and down for once you realized how many of the students you didn't know and how many you didn't and didn't want to. In the gym there were streamers and music playing but few people dancing. You knew the populars were in the bathrooms fixing make up or something so you started upstairs to your locker where you kept you books to read. Grabbing you french book you stole away to the library. It was always empty and quiet and the librarian was nice. You were working on your languages ever though your parents disapproved of you learning on your own. French was fun but you became easily bored returning the book to your locker you wandered around the school aimlessly. Returning to the lobby you noticed more couples on the dance floor and found a seat in your normal corner to watch the couples dance. Minutes passed slowly you still hadn't seen many populars as you called them they must be off planning something. A few minutes your suspicions were confirmed the populars walked in.
"Everyone were gonna play a game everyone has to participate! So here it is we play spin the bottle to make pairs then we play the Pocky game! Don't worry we have plenty more games later. This is just a warm up game."Everyone sat in a circle and someone magically produced a hat.
"Ok I lied. We don't have a bottle so count off." After everyone was given a number.
"Kay! Now evens pick a partner starting with 2." The picking continued couples were made until only a few of you remained. Dreading having to pick you sat there quietly. 98 you're up. You focused on who was left. You didn't like the odds. Ludwig, Francis, Lillie,Mathias, Lukas, Tino and Berwald sat waiting for you to pick. They all seemed worried knowing if they didn't get picked more than likely they were playing with another guy. You on the other hand were terrified all the boys were taken or popular none of them would ever give you a second thought. You stood silently and picked a paper from the hat. Reading the paper slowly you became flustered in a split second.
Mathias. Yu dropped the paper on the ground and walked off to the other couples and stood there shaking. It couldn't be him.
~Flash Back~
It was you second of third week of schools and you still hadn't quite got the order of popular not. Figuring we are countries right you walking over and sat a a table where no one else was sitting figuring it wasn't taken or anything. A few girls came over with their lunch laughing and sat at the table they gave you scornful looks. Not taking it to heart you continued eating. More people sat at the table they all started whispering to each other quickly stealing glances at you. They were speaking heavy French but you still got it you were their joke. A tall blond girl came over and said something in English with a heavy accent. You asked her to repeat it she laughed in your face. Turning to her friends saying she can't speak her own language in simple French causing them all to laugh.
"But I do speak yours." Surprised to hear you in french she turns to you.
" Some one did her homework now that's my seat. Move."
You moved just to make her happy. She smirked at her friends making more comments.
" Jeese what a show off." You knew you were digging a deep hole for yourself but you turn to her and say.
"You just don't try hard enough. French is my fifth language."
"Good for you now leave you are wasting my time." Turning quickly you crashed into someone sending them flying back to the ground. Grabbing their lunch before it fell on them you managed to spill yours on yourself instead. Dropping his lunch on the table you ran off.
After that day you avoided him and never looked back. Ok so you looked back... A lot that boy was perfect but he was popular and you were not. You had to remember that always.
~End Flashy Backy~

The game was about to begin when you realized how close he was standing. Only inches apart you struggled to remember the rules of these. Thinking hard you remembered the fanfiction you used to read and a sinking feeling ensues. Pocky kisses. He hands you the Pocky stick and you put it in your mouth. He takes the other side and you wait for them to say go. The game starts and you are frozen to afraid to do anything. You don't want to lose the game for him but you can't do anything. Closing you eyes you remain frozen not daring to open them. Feeling him closer and closer you want to pull away but can't find the courage to do so. You stay there still until his lips lightly press against yours breaking off the last piece. The group is silent around you as he pulls away and you open your eyes still in shock.
"I guess you guys win then?"
He flashes a cocky smile.
"I am the king!" Taking this chance to escape you turn and run. Ignoring dirty looks from jealous girls you run up the stairs two by two getting to your locker you sink to the ground exhausted and confused. He didn't have to kiss you to win just eat all the Pocky yet he still did. You had decided that you didn't want a guy like that but it was so nice. You breathing returns to normal but you are hot and tired remembering the roof you return to the stairs only to see him at the bottom talking to someone. Not taking time to hear what he is saying you hurry up the stairs flight by flight to the roof. In mid October the night air is crisp but the moon and stars are beautiful. Sadly the plants are all dead by now but the night air calms your jumpy nerves and you relax.

The chill in the air begins to get to you and you head back into the school. It must be late but you were expecting to stay a while it was supposedly a co-ed sleep over thingy but you didn't quite understand that. The stairs were covered in rose petal and candles creeping you out a touch but you ignored them and continued down the flight. At the bottom and boy stands and turns surprised to hear someone. His face falls when he sees you and you walk away. Your locker appears before you realize how far you have you walked. This party was the worst day of your life you were sure of it. A boy grabs your shoulder.
Hey we are going to play another game in the science hall way it's required you come.
He runs off again. You know the easiest way to the hall is back the way you came but you decide to take the long way walking at a simple pace you admire things you wouldn't notice in the busy hall. All the poster that litter the walls all kinds of clubs you could join and sports too. You would never have the courage to join anything. Turning to corner into the science wing you notice that no one is there. Must have been some stupid trick by that guy. Walking down the dark hallway you couldn't help but be creeped out by the silence. A hand grabs you arm pulling you into the dark your mouth is covered by a second hand. A familiar laugh reaches your ear.
It just me.
You struggle to get away from him. Frantically you pull away from your attacker.
"(name) calm down its just me."
Landing a good hit to him he releases you and you try to run only to be tackled again.
"Hey, I'm not trying to rape you or something calm down."
"What the hell is your problem get away from me. I don't know you."
"You don't?I would've hopped you would remember me since I kissed not two hours ago."
"Mathias?"
"No. Francis. What do you think?"
"Why did you try to kill me?"
"Kill you? Highly improbable I just wanted to talk without being followed."
"Well thanks for giving me a heart attack." In your panic you had completely forgotten your pledge to ignore him.
"You are welcome..a He holds out a hand to help you up. Easily lifting you up. You blush at the thought that crosses your mind.
The moonlight shines through the window lighting up the small space you two stand in. Your eyes meet for a second and you turn away. He catches you hand as you pull away. Looking back at him he crashes his lips to yours. Surprised you hesitate at first he begins to question himself as well. You kiss him back lightly at first not sure what to do. Then you begin getting a bit more confident. He pushes your back against the wall lightly asking for permission by licking you bottom lip. You hesitate again you had never gone this far with a boy or at all. You open your mouth just a little bit and he pushes his tongue in. Yours dances with his for a minute he laughs a little at your attempt. He continues to explore your mouth thoroughly returning to his own mouth he breaks the kiss. Looking into your eyes with his perfect blue ones. You're left blushing like crazy under his gaze. Shying away slightly. He lifts your chin with his finger to meet his gaze.
"I love you (name)"
You stare back at him in disbelief. Still not catching on that he is waiting for an answer from you.
"I know that it's probably stupid and that this is the first time I have ever talked to you in detail and all but..." You cut him off finally realizing he was just like you to scared to tell the other how you felt until now. Kissing him strongly and passionately. Standing on toes to reach him you wrap your arms around him tightly.
"Jeg elsker du også Mathias."
It was his turn to stare at you. Well again. You blush deep red figuring you pronounced that all wrong or said something stupid.
"You speak... But how." He falls silent looking towards you as if for answers.
I speak a few languages because of my heritage and a few for fun.
He still stares at you. "Where have you been all me life?"
"In the corner where no one could see me."
"Well I still did and I was to stupid to act on it."
"Thank you."
"Come on we should go join the party."
"Together?" You said this nervously "they don't particularly like me down there."
"I can help with that. They respect you if they feel threatened. He pulls you hair down around your face and pulls some tangles out. Now, to me you were perfect before but now they an see it too." You blush at his comment and he grabs you hand pulling you down the hall. At the door gym you hesitate slightly.
"Don't worry I'll be with you so if anything happens i'll be there." His smile reassured you and you followed him in.
He led you to an unoccupied corner of the dance floor and took your hand he urged you to dance with him but you refused feeling odd I the center of all these people.

A group of girls walked over ignoring you with immense skill.
"Mathias you want to dance with us?"
"Uh? Ok"
The girls began to dance along to the songs with him he tried to get you to join him but you refused trying to hide again.
The songs got faster and more dirty, (for lack of a better word) dancers got closer and more daring. Each of the girls trying their hand at get him to respond. The crowd grew around the dancers and you saw the populars steal glances back at you in the corner. Laughing to each other. The song came to an end and one daring girl pulls him in for a kiss he tries to push her away but she pushes back the populars laugh at this and turn to you as if to say look at that. You don't care you knew he was to good to be true. He breaks away from the girl pushing her back anger in his eyes. She stumbles back into the crowd trying to disappear. He tries to push through them but is restrained by some of the boys. Angered yelling, swearing and a near attempt at death may have occurred but you were still surprised by his actions. The girl was off in a corner surrounded by populars who seemed to be laughing but she was shaken up. You couldn't help but feel bad walking over quietly the populars turn to you.
"Trying to get revenge too?"
"No. I'm the better person."
"Ha. Like that's true."
"I just wanted to see if she was okay."
"Yes she is fine."
Seeing the point defeated you walk away. Upon returning to your corner you see most of the boys have left. Leaving the populars, and few others huddled in small groups around the gym. The music has stopped playing and it is silent. Your phone buzzes at your side opening it you see a text from an unknown number sent to many people at once.
(Text reads) That was fun schoolies guess who's gonna get it next? Mr. King of N. Europe.
Knowing immediately who it's from you clench your fist and try to breathe. The populars went to far this time and they need to stop but they are not worth wasting your time.
The music starts and the girls keep dancing as if nothing had happened. Laughing like a slumber party the ones you were never invited to. You frowned the boys still were not back it was odd for them to leave their dates behind. You checked to time it was late but not as late as expected you realized you hadn't eaten anything since before you came figuring there would be food in the headed out of the gym and down the hall the cafe was next to the gym but through a small hallway lined with windows.
The moon shone down through the glass illuminating the hallway and the back parking lot. A movement catching your eyes you pause to see three boys carrying ropes walk through the parking lot laughing their heads off. You heart sinks something was wrong. Your first thought was get help but no one anywhere near could help you you wait a minute till they would leave and open the window quietly stepping through it. You find a car close by and smashing in its window taking some glass shards as your weapons. You steal off the same way the boys went cautiously following voices.
The voices of the allies were what you heard first. America stating that he would be punished and France insulting him for yelling a girl and England cursing him with his stupid magic. Stepping closer you hear Italy and Germany as well they didn't appear happy either. Peering around the corner you see Russia holding his pipe standing in front of Denmark who was tied up against a wall. A hand was placed over your mouth for the second time that night and you turned surprised. Seeing Berwald and Lukas. They pointed to the crowd and seemed angry well angry on Sweden standards which was pretty damn scary.
Sweden pulls a gun which shocks you more then anything who brings a gun to a dance.(other than switzy) You offer a glass piece to Norway who refuses silently and pulls a knife from his pocket and hands it to you. Pulling a second from his boot he smiles(a smile to rival Sweden disapproving stare) The crowd takes no notice to the three of you as you step around the corner.
A strong bust of confidence come across you when you see Russia ready to hurt him.
"Ivan, touch him and I will personally see that Natasha has you forever." The group turns surprised at first.
"Dude you think that you three can stop us? Your like out numbered."
"Fuck off America I never did like you now I see why.
"Ha I'm the hero I saved her from him."
"If she hadn't been a whore in the first place it would have been fine."
"Weapons are produced from no where."
"Ok one thing why does everyone have freakin weapons on them!"
"It's a party. Da?"
A shot rings out throughout the air starting the fight. You push forward toward Denmark most worried for him I the process you face Germany. A bullet grazes you shoulder but you ignore the feeling just focused on fighting. Pushing back the allies your small group angrily glares them down.
"Jees we just wanted to teach him a lesson."
"Yeah some lesson. Untying him he stretches and laughs I told you I would escape bastards."
"Sure you girlfriend saved you."
"Shut up."
The good thing with countries is they kind of got over things easily. You just all walked back to the school. Confused you asked "so that's it?"
"Yeah typically there would be ass kicking, but with a girl I can't expect much."
"Sure? Mister help I'm tied up over here."
The girls turned when a large group of armed and beaten up people walked into the gym. The populars laughed it off giving you dirty looks. Now, they were worth your time. Walking right up to them you held up your blade. Try and hurt anyone I care about again and I will kill you. Now the fact that you were covered in blood or your weapon they seriously seemed to believe you.
An hour later you had cleaned up and were healed the party was winding down. The music was slow and soft as couples danced together and kissed under the blue lights. A light tap on your shoulder got you attention. A hand was offered...
"Dance with me?"
"Um..."
He pulled you to your feet easily. Holding you close you danced together in a small circle. The music made you tired and you realized how late it had become. Yawning you stopped the dance and just stood there swaying to the music in his arms. The song ended and no new one started the couples had all stopped dancing a most were going to sleep. Blankets and pillows were passed out to anyone who wished one and people slept all over the floor. He pulled away and grabbed blankets for you and him setting them up next to each other and laying down. You grabbed your spread them over him and lay down right next to him. He sleepily wrapped him arms around you holding you close. You fell asleep with a smile on your face and slept peacefully.

§§§Time Skip§§§

In the morning you woke up disoriented at first wondering where am I. Then it hit you the party the dance and him. His arms were still around you and you snuggled closer to him. He awoke a short time later and stretched.
Morning (name) how did you sleep.
You almost died right there his sleepy voice and his accent it was the sexiest thing ever all you got out was..
Aaa. Fine
That's good. He kissed you lightly and you smiled.
Promise me something?
What?
You will call me every morning before I wake up completely like this.
Okay but why?
Because its the sexiest thing ever and I love you.
I love you too.