Prussia x Reader: Let me in, again (Ch.3)

Prussia x Reader: Let me in, again… (Ch. 3)

I hesitated to enter the office, with what was to come.   I placed my hand gently on the doorknob and turned it open.  Inside awaited me a worried Alfred and another man that seems to know what he is doing.  The sound of the door causes Alfred to look towards me, as I stood by the doorway.

“Oh good you’re here!” Alfred sighed out and relaxed a bit.  The other man stood up from the armchair and walked towards me.  “You must be Miss (F/n)…” he said as he extended his hand to me.  I took it and answered back, “You must be Arthur… Alfred has told me stories about you and him…”

Arthur grew crimson red, which caused me to let out a giggle.  It was a good idea because it removed some of the tension of the room.  “So you asked me to come on my day off, what is that you wanted to tell me…” I told Alfred in a serious tone.  Alfred gestured me to take a seat, I took it and he began, “Now that I know that you and Gilbert are a thing, or… were a thing…”  

Alfred took a seat as well next to Arthur and continued, “I had to tell Arthur about it.”  I sighed and said, “I understand… and I know that Arthur is well aware of things…”  The room took a quick moment of silence.  “Well let’s get down to the point here, we have a meeting later and you must want to go back to your son…” Arthur spoke up, “Please feel free to stop me at any point.”

I nodded and he continued, “Well… Let’s start with the connect you now have with Prussia – I mean Gilbert.  When a country falls in love with a Human… They have a connection with them when they have sexual interactions with them.  In your case, Gilbert left behind a son…”  I looked down on my lap, “It’s not a thing that happens… The country has to truly love the person to do this…”

“You saw him, yes?” Arthur asked, I nodded and he continued, “Did you reject him?”  I looked at him in shock.  I looked away and answered him, “At the night club, I meet him… I saw him again, and I told him to leave me alone…  And I slipped up…”  It was silent, but Alfred spoke up, “You told him?”  I lowered my head and faced my lap again, “Yes…  I told him about Mitchell…”

“Knowing this… you understand that if you continue to push him way… it would cause harm to yourself and Gilbert, to the point that can cause harm to your son,” Arthur said.  Stood up from my seat and yelled back, “I don’t need him!  I have raised MY SON for ten years now!  TEN!  You or anyone CANNOT tell me to get Gilbert to my life… Not after lying to Mitch about him father…”

I took the silence as my opportunity to leave, “If you excuse me…”  I ran to the door and opened it.  I took noticed of someone’s presence but I made my way around them, “Pardon me, “and made my way through the hall.  “(F/N)!” I head Alfred call, but I ignored him and left back home.

~~Alfred’s POV~~

I ran after (F/n) but once I called after her, she just continued to make her way through the halls.  “Did I interrupt something?” a tall blond asked as he stood by the door.  I let out a sign, “No…”  I looked up at the man and continued, “Come on in, Germany…”  Germany walked inside my office and took a seat that (f/n) sat.

“So what did you wanted to talk to me? Oh, Gilbert couldn’t make it… apparently he found the person he was looking for…”  I closed the door, but I didn’t notice that I slammed it.  “What?  What do you mean?” I yelled at him.  He looked at me sternly, “I told you… He’s on his way to see the person he was looking for…”

“Idiot!  Call him and tell him to get over here or I swear, I will get FBI on him!” I yelled, and dug through my pocket for my phone.  Once I found said phone, I speed dialed (F/n).  After it rang for a while, I was sent to voice mail.  I let out a quick curse under my breather and left (F/n) a message, “Hear me out, (F/n)!  Gilbert is head towards your house, if you go now, you might see him!”

I hung up the call, and turned to a yelling Germany.  “You heard what I said!  Get your ass over here now!  I don’t want to cause trouble!  Dumbkoff, just get over here!” the German yelled out.  I looked at him as I sat down on my seat, “Did you get him to come back…?”  He nodded and took his seat again.  He looked at me and asked, “May I asked, but why all this commotion for him meeting up with some woman…?”

“Well that “woman” you talk about is the mother of your nephew…” I told him seriously, and continued without looking up at him, “It’s a long story… but before we get down to that, I would like to ask you a question…”  The German’s face was shocked but signed, “Well…”  I took that answer and looked up at him, “I would like to ask for your permission to have Gilbert here until things become clear for (F/n)… and have them except that they can’t go on without each other…”

“What..?” the German asked confused.  “When you leave for Germany… I would like to have Gilbert here so if the time comes to have him and (F/n) get together,” I explained.