Hetaloid!Lithuania x Reader [Daydreaming]

[Daydreaming] Hetaloid! Lithuania x Reader
Hetaloid x Reader
Lithuania (Toris) x Reader

The tree was decorated, the feast was in the oven, the snow was falling outside and there were presents under the tree. Christmas had come again. Your parents sat you down and pointed to a gigantic box. It looked as if a human could fit in it. You tore off the wrapping and gasped at what was inside.

A Lithuania Hetaloid!

You thanked your parents and read the instructions. The instructions where simple 'to activate be kind and welcoming'. 'Well, that should be easy' you thought. Your dad carried it up the stairs to your room and placed it on the floor. He left you and closed the door. You took off the lid and walked a few paces back and said sweetly "Welcome to my home|". His eyelids opened slowly revelling emerald like eyes. He stood up and got out of his box. At sight of you he began to shiver. You cocked your head to the side wondering why he was acting like this.

You took a step towards him and he took a step backwards, hitting the wall and sinking to the floor curling up into feral like position. "P-please d-don't hurt me!" He cried out. 'Hurt him?' You though for a second. 'Oh yes, he was constantly hurt and beaten by Russia' you remembered. You crouched down causing him to tense up. You placed a hand on both of his shoulders and your forehead on his head making hi gasp in surprise. "I would never hurt you..." You whispered. He shifted his head to look up at you, you moved your head back so that your heads wouldn't bang together.

You stood up and outstretched your hand gesturing to him to take it. He blushed and took it. "I'm (f/n) (l/n). Nice to meet you, welcome to my home." You introduced. "I-I'm Toris. Toris Laurinaitis" he said, a little bit more confident.

~*~ Time skip ~*~

Christmas had gone by fast and a few months had passed. Your parents were at work and you were on holiday, seeings as school had just broken up. Was it obvious that you had taken a liking to the Hetaloid? Well, to you it was! You had started to fall in love with him.

~*~

You were doing the dishes after lunch whilst Toris went up to his room to read. You were daydreaming about him whilst cleaning the knife. You accidentally missed the cloth and cut your hand. That snapped you back to reality. You screamed to yourself, grabbing some paper towel to cover your wound. You started looking for the first aid kit, but no avail. Knowing Toris, he probably has a million and one first aid kits in his room. Deciding that this was the only option you were going to have to deal with a worried man. Sigh...

~*~

Once you reached the top of the stairs you hesitated before knocking on the door. Quickly putting your hands behind your back you smiled weakly at Toris when he opened the door. He looked at you confused. "What d-do you want (f/n)?" "Um... I just need to use your first aid kit?" His face changed from confusion to worry and he started to panic. "W-w-what happened?" "Nothing big, I just nicked myself with a knife. That's all." You replied, bringing forward your hand to show him. You carefully took off the paper towel to reveal the cut with crimson blood coming from it. He quickly turned around and ran to his closet and came back with a green bag. He brought out a white square band-aid and placed it on your finger. What he did next you never would of thought would happen. He leant forward and kissed it. Making you blush.

"T-Toris? Why did you do that?" You asked shakily. "Um, well... B-because ah" he stammered. You stared at him, waiting for his answer. After a few minutes he replied quietly. "Because, Aš tave myliu (f/n)" he then quickly brought his face to yours gently placing his lips on yours, kissing you passionately and sweetly. You melted, he was in love with you. Toris, your best friend and crush was in love with you. The need for air broke the two of you apart, both of you panting lightly. "I love you too Toris" you said. There was a knock on the door, it was your parents they were home. Looking at Toris again you kissed him on the cheek and went downstairs to greet your parents, leaving a very flustered and blushing Lithuanian.