White winter PrussiaXreader

"Look! Gilbert! Arthur's about to walk past!"

"Kesesesesese~! Watch this!" On the very top of the school, leaning over the edge of the roof, you peered below, looking for potential victims. Wrapped up warm in your coat, gloves, and hat, it was fun to pull pranks on people~! And what better than to do it with your best friends, and expert pranker Gilbert! It was too bad Antonio and Francis couldn't make it... You turned to look at Gilbert and instantly slapped a gloved hand over your mouth to stop the laughter. That would alert Arthur to incoming doom... In Gilbert’s hand, also gloved, was a huge snowball... The size of a snowman’s head...

"Should I call him?"

"Ja! Make him see it just as I drop it!"

"This is going to be epic!"

"Awesome." You give Gilbert that look that just screams 'same difference', and he sticks his tongue out at you. It's hard not to snicker as you both crouch behind the small raised wall of the school roof, waiting for Arthur to come into range...

"Now!" At the signal, you scrambled to your feet, leaned slightly over the edge, and cupped your hands around your mouth. Gilbert stood up, but being taller, didn't have to lean.

"HEY! ARTIE!"

"Wh-" Just as the Brit looked up, the huge snowball hit him square in the face. Both you and Gilbert fell backwards with laughter, rolling around on the school roof. Technically, you weren't meant to be up here, and you just pranked the student council president, so you were going to be in a lot of trouble for this. Oh well. It was better than going to class. Who cares about form anyway? You were distracted when Gilbert punched you on the arm.

"Hey, __________! Did you see his face?!" You punched him back, right in the abs. And boy, were those some good abs!

"No, I didn't..."

"Damn... So not awesome..."

"Because I got the video!" Grin as wide as the moon on your face; you teasingly wave your phone in your grip. Gilbert's face turns from disappointed to ecstatic.

"AWESOME! Let me see it, bitte! Show me!"

"Nope~!" You leaned back out of his reach, holding the phone away at arms length. He reached for it, and the two of you were soon rolling around, Gilbert trying to get your phone. Neither of you noticed anything out of place until your phone was snatched from you.

"I'll take that, thank you." You tilt your head upwards to see Arthur standing over you. He does not look pleased.

"Aw! C’mon Brows! It was just some awesome fun!" You are vaguely aware that Gilbert is still lying on top of you, just casually relaxing as there is now no phone to reach for. Arthur is scrolling through your phone, obviously looking for the video.

"It was not, as you say, 'awesome'. It was in fact, rather painful, and I would prefer not to find it on the internet tonight." His brow is furrowed, before something bleeps. He's deleted the video. Still annoyed, he drops it back in your gloved hand.

"I would also suggest you get off the roof. This is an authorized personnel only area, those people being the council. Which NEITHER of you ruffians are in." Gilbert growls slightly at that, whilst you mainly pout. Grumpily.

"Whatever... We were just having fun. Right, Gil?"

"Awesome fun!" Even though you were currently being squashed, you managed a fistbump. Gilbert grinned that white winter grin, and managed to get to his feet, pulling you up too.

"Both of you will have detention tonight in room 121 with Vice Principle Beilschmidt." Gilbert's face paled at the mention of his stern grandfather. Then, irrational and stupid, he made a dash for the roof edge.

"NEVERRRRR!"

"GILBERT!" You screeched, leaning to look over the edge and instantly faceplamed. There was Gilbert. Safe and sound. Clinging to a flagpole.

"You fool! What were you trying to achieve!?" Arthur gave a sigh of giving up.

"Stay there. I'll get the window. Again." The blond left the rooftop, mumbling about 'how he should get payed for this' and 'more like babysitting' and 'thank god it was only one this time'.

"Oi! __________! Still up there!?" Rolling your eyes, you leaned back over the edge, staring down at the albino with a placid expression.

"No, I've gone on holiday to the Maldives so I can get away from the snow and get a tan. It's been seven seconds since you jumped over the edge! Where d'you think I'd gone?!" Gilbert gave a small squawk. Although he was plenty used to your sarcasm and a little bit of sass, he wasn't quite expecting the bitter undertone...

"Wha!? Why are you mad at me?!" Exasperated, you let out a mix between a growl and a sigh, throwing your arms up in the air.

"You could have killed yourself, moron! Then who would be my toyboy?!" The last bit was added as a joke, just to show Gilbert you weren't too mad...

"Francis of course! Guy's got some awesome skills..."

"And you would know this how~?" You raised an eyebrow, smiling down fondly.

"Kesesese~ Introducing my awesome five meters is what I do to all friends!"

"All friends?"

"Ja!"  You put a hand over your heart, the other coming to your cheek in mock horror.

"Then I am hurt! For I have not met your awesome 'five meters'!" Teasingly, Gilbert gave a wink and clicked his tongue, as if checking out some fresh meat.

"7 O'clock, my place. Get ready sweetheart~." The dark red blush that covered your face was definitely not fake... After all, you'd had a crush on the albino ever since he welcomed you into the friend group. But still, you didn't know if he felt the same way...

"Then it's a good thing you didn't kill yourself. Lucky the flagpole was there."

"I KNEW it was here. I'm that awesome."

"Really?"

"Nein, but Franny, Tonio and I have done this six times before! Kesesesesese~!" You rolled your eyes, resisting a face palm. Then, you noticed something.

"Hey Gil."

"Ja?"

"You're straddling the British flag. I wonder how Arthur feel about that~" Gilbert's face twisted.

"Eeeewww... He's a stuck-up rich boy... Besides, I don't swing that way anymore!" He doesn't? ...Well... That was news to you. Quite good news too. It meant you had a chance!

"I thought you said Francis had some 'skills', and you knew from experience~?"

"Ja, but... I met someone... And maybe I wasn't gay... Maybe I was Bi..." His tone was soft and serious. His eyes swelled with a glaze that showed he was thinking about someone who really meant a lot... Your heart dropped.

"Oh. Well, who is she?" This time, it was Gilbert's turn to blush, although not as deeply as you had.

"... Once I get off this flagpole, I'll kiss her...She's really awesome though! Kesesesesese!" Awesome... To have Gilbert use his favourite word to describe the girl... You were a little bit broken on the inside, but being a little bit nice, you wished Gilbert the best of luck in getting her.

"I hope she doesn't slap you. A handprint would destroy your dashing good looks!"

"Ja! Imagine how much Franny would freak!" The two of you laughed loudly, before you put on an EXCELLANT French accent. Francis would have been proud. If you weren't mocking him.

"Ah! Mon ami! Your face! It iz ruined!" As the words slipped out, Gilbert laughed harder. He was almost wheezing as he clung to the flagpole. There was the distinct 'whoosh' as the window opened, and you knew Arthur had managed to get into the right classroom. Finally.

"Alright, git. Get in." Gilbert disappeared from view, so you turned and lightly jogged through the door off the roof, and along the corridors. Luckily, you managed to get to the Principles office before Arthur dragged Gilbert there.

"Sirs, there's a fight in the courtyard! It's getting quite violent!" Both Principle Vargas and Vice-Principle Beilschmidt left the room in a hurry, locking the door behind them, and going down to an empty courtyard... You snickered. Job done. Just as you hid behind the lockers, Arthur and a relaxed Gilbert came into view. There was no need for Gilbert to panic. Not when he knew you always had his back. He winked over at the lockers where you hid whilst Arthur knocked on the door. You blushed a very slight pink. Why was that wink so sexy?! A minute or two passed. Furiously, Arthur turned to Gilbert.

"You got lucky this time, git." The Brit stormed off, and you slipped out to join Gilbert who greeted you with a high five.

"Kesesese~! Awesome work, __________!" Cue the mock bow, where you sweep low enough for your head to brush your knees, and stretch one leg out whilst both arm outreach in the same direction.

"At your service, my Lord of Awesome~." He laughed, and you stood up straight again. There was that soft look in his ruby eyes, and you wondered if he was thinking about that girl again.

"Hey _________... Look... It's snowing a bit harder now..." You turned your attention out the window that Gilbert glanced out. Instead of the pathetic flickers of snow there had been before, there was now a steady flow. Coin sized flakes fluttered softly to the ground. You watched in wonder. The crystallized water really was beautiful, and you wanted to be outside... Gilbert read your mind.

"Let's bunk for today!" He grabbed your hand, and half-dragged you out the building. Eagerly, you ran after him, stumbling a bit as he was faster. Out on the school playing field, you both looked around. Your voice rung out in the snowy silence, soft and quiet.

"Left side clear."

"Ja. Right side also. Ready?" You felt warmth spread though you as he took your gloved hand in his.

"Ready." Whooping and cheering with laughter, almost asking for trouble, the two of you sprinted across the field, hand in hand. There was a small hole in the fence, down near the bottom of the field. Gilbert reached it first and pulled up the corner for you to crawl through. He followed quickly.

"GILBEEEEEERT!"

"Scheiße! That's Vatti!" Laughing harder at the successful getaway, you allowed for Gilbert to drag you into the park, just beyond the school ground. As you entered, you both slowed to a walk.

"Gil, you can let go my hand now..."

"Ja. I could." But he didn't. Your heart leapt a little and jumped for joy as he gave your hand a squeeze, and carried on holding it, all the way to a secluded little spot. Twigs and branches scraped at your skin as you entered the small den. Only you and the bad touch trio knew of this small opening, and the four of you could comfortably fit in the small, hidden clearing. It was far from the path, so you could joke, laugh, and cheer without anybody overhearing.

"_________."

"Ja?" Gilbert's face looked shocked. A rosy blush dusted his cheeks. It was somehow just as cute as it was sexy...

"Mein gott! Did you just speak German?!?!"

"... Yeah... I guess I did..." He shook his head wildly.

"A-Anyways! I told you I was going to k-kiss the girl I loved, right?" Loved? That was a little bit more than you'd been hoping he'd felt about her...

"Yes, you did. Good luck with that!" You smiled kindly.

"Danke~!" You close your eyes, trying to bring up an image of this girl.

"What does she look like?" A hand grabbed your chin and your eyes flew open. You could feel hot breath on your face.

"You."

Lips crashed against yours.