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-Fem!Germany x Fem!Reader-
|Soft|
Her skin was like silk.
Her touch as light as a feather.
Yet her face was as hard as a rock.
It was truly an odd mixture for a women to have. Yet many didn't seem to mind.
Her eyes showed determination.
And her body showed hard work.
Those were the main thing that (Name) loved about Monica. She was the perfect women for the (Hair Color) girl.
But there were a few downsides to having the perfect partner as well.
Like the German's obsession with fitness.
Sure, it was good to keep healthy and all, but she took it to the extreme sometimes.
Like at the current moment.
It was five in the morning and Monica was out jogging in 20 degree weather while the snow piled up even more then it was, in a tank top.
(Name) sighed as she watched her lover run in the blazing cold air. She decided it was time for the blonde to come back in before she got sick, even if she had to drag the girl by the leg.
Grabbing a coat and putting on her boats, she trudged outside to see Monica a few feet away from her.
"MONICA!"
"...."
"You gotta be kidding me."
She frowned, trying to catch up to the German before she got to far.
"MONICA! COME ON! IT'S TOO COLD TO BE RUNNING!"
She stood there, waiting for a response. When she realized she wasn't getting one, she huffed and ran after the girl. She wasn't going to take her shit this time and was going to drag Monica back in bed with her whether the German liked it or not.
Pushing herself to run faster, (Name) huffed out breaths of air from her lungs and continued to try and get to her lover. After a few minutes of chasing Monica, (Name) had given up and clutched her side.
"You know what! FUCK THIS! I'm going back to bed."
She angrily turned around and stomped herself to the warmth and comfort of her home.
"(Name)?"
She stopped herself when she heard Monica's voice. She slowly turned around, a displeased expression on her face.
"Vhat are you doing out here?"
The blonde walked towards the (Nationality).
"I was trying to get you back in the house. It's too cold and too early to be running out here."
Monica gave a small chuckle, wrapping her arms around the (Hair Color).
"I didn't realize I voke you up."
"Well, yea. Can we go back home? It's seriously too cold to be out here."
Monica let another chuckle leave her lips as she felt (Name) shake under her.
"Sure."
They both walked back home, hand in hand. There wasn't a single word between them as they enjoyed the silence. As they neared their home, (Name) gripped Monica's hand and looked up at her.
"I think we should get a pet. Like a dog! I mean, I'm always home alone when you go to work and I get lonely."
Monica looked down at (Name) and gave a small smile.
"Okay."
The (Hair Color) grinned and walked up the steps to their house.
Everyone knew that since the first day the two met, the blonde had a soft spot for the (Hair Color). Whenever (Name) asked her for something, the German could never refuse. You could say that Monica spoiled (Name) at times, but the (Nationality) would never take that for granted.
They entered the home and set off for the bed room.
"I still can't believe you get up at three in the morning just to run around in the dark."
Monica shook her head and changed into some Pajamas. (Name) removed her coat and her boats, throwing herself on the bed and cuddling up against the blankets. Monica joined soon after, wrapping her soft, cool arms around (Name)'s waist and burying her face in the (Hair Color)'s shoulder. (Name) let out a small giggle.
"We're going shopping for the dog tomorrow. Okay?"
"Mm hm."
(Name) cuddled up against Monica's chest and the blonde pulled her closer to her body. In no time, they were both fast asleep.
But of course the same routine would happen the next day and the day after that.
And even though it was a huge pain in the ass, (Name) still loved Monica for her passion.
Fitness.
|Soft|
Her skin was like silk.
Her touch as light as a feather.
Yet her face was as hard as a rock.
It was truly an odd mixture for a women to have. Yet many didn't seem to mind.
Her eyes showed determination.
And her body showed hard work.
Those were the main thing that (Name) loved about Monica. She was the perfect women for the (Hair Color) girl.
But there were a few downsides to having the perfect partner as well.
Like the German's obsession with fitness.
Sure, it was good to keep healthy and all, but she took it to the extreme sometimes.
Like at the current moment.
It was five in the morning and Monica was out jogging in 20 degree weather while the snow piled up even more then it was, in a tank top.
(Name) sighed as she watched her lover run in the blazing cold air. She decided it was time for the blonde to come back in before she got sick, even if she had to drag the girl by the leg.
Grabbing a coat and putting on her boats, she trudged outside to see Monica a few feet away from her.
"MONICA!"
"...."
"You gotta be kidding me."
She frowned, trying to catch up to the German before she got to far.
"MONICA! COME ON! IT'S TOO COLD TO BE RUNNING!"
She stood there, waiting for a response. When she realized she wasn't getting one, she huffed and ran after the girl. She wasn't going to take her shit this time and was going to drag Monica back in bed with her whether the German liked it or not.
Pushing herself to run faster, (Name) huffed out breaths of air from her lungs and continued to try and get to her lover. After a few minutes of chasing Monica, (Name) had given up and clutched her side.
"You know what! FUCK THIS! I'm going back to bed."
She angrily turned around and stomped herself to the warmth and comfort of her home.
"(Name)?"
She stopped herself when she heard Monica's voice. She slowly turned around, a displeased expression on her face.
"Vhat are you doing out here?"
The blonde walked towards the (Nationality).
"I was trying to get you back in the house. It's too cold and too early to be running out here."
Monica gave a small chuckle, wrapping her arms around the (Hair Color).
"I didn't realize I voke you up."
"Well, yea. Can we go back home? It's seriously too cold to be out here."
Monica let another chuckle leave her lips as she felt (Name) shake under her.
"Sure."
They both walked back home, hand in hand. There wasn't a single word between them as they enjoyed the silence. As they neared their home, (Name) gripped Monica's hand and looked up at her.
"I think we should get a pet. Like a dog! I mean, I'm always home alone when you go to work and I get lonely."
Monica looked down at (Name) and gave a small smile.
"Okay."
The (Hair Color) grinned and walked up the steps to their house.
Everyone knew that since the first day the two met, the blonde had a soft spot for the (Hair Color). Whenever (Name) asked her for something, the German could never refuse. You could say that Monica spoiled (Name) at times, but the (Nationality) would never take that for granted.
They entered the home and set off for the bed room.
"I still can't believe you get up at three in the morning just to run around in the dark."
Monica shook her head and changed into some Pajamas. (Name) removed her coat and her boats, throwing herself on the bed and cuddling up against the blankets. Monica joined soon after, wrapping her soft, cool arms around (Name)'s waist and burying her face in the (Hair Color)'s shoulder. (Name) let out a small giggle.
"We're going shopping for the dog tomorrow. Okay?"
"Mm hm."
(Name) cuddled up against Monica's chest and the blonde pulled her closer to her body. In no time, they were both fast asleep.
But of course the same routine would happen the next day and the day after that.
And even though it was a huge pain in the ass, (Name) still loved Monica for her passion.
Fitness.
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I can't believe I still haven't done a Fem!Germany One Shot! She's seriously my favorite!
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