Father!England X Daughter!Reader X Punk!Prussia (Part 5)


You were very curious as to what exactly he had planned.  You looked out the window at the world

around you that you were speeding past. Your pool of thoughts were interrupted by Gilbert's voice.

"{Name}, you don't know of any good punk bands do you?" He asked hopefully. "I'm sorry, I don't. My

father has always forbid that type of music. He says it's no good." You sighed sadly. He just laughed

"well luckily you have ZE AWESOME ME to lend you some AWESOME CDs, Ja?" . You simply smiled at

him and accepted his offer, excited to be introduced to a new type of music. You watched as he put in a

disc labeled "My Chemical Romance, Black Parade" Hmmm same band that was on your new T-shirt.

"Let me play you my favorite song, it's called Teenagers" he smirked as he pressed play. The song

immediately started off very loud, mostly due to the fact that he had his volume on full blast and your

ears weren't loud to such loud music. You listened to the lyrics and just smiled...you really liked this!

You giggled as you the lyrics reminded you of some of the stupid people at your school. As you started

to get a hang of the lyrics you started to sing along quietly. Gilbert just grinned at how cute you were

and started singing along with you, giving you more confidence. "TEENAGERS SCARE THE LIVIN' SHIT

OUTTA ME! THEY COULD CARE LESS AS LONG AS SOMEONE'LL BLEED! SO DARKEN YOUR

CLOTHES OR STRIKE A VIOLENT POSE, MAYBE THEY'LL LEAVE YOU ALONE, BUT NOT ME!" you

both sang out the last line, then the song ended. You both looked at each other and laughed. Your once

dull {e/c} were filled with joy and light. Your bright eyes met his red ones for a moment. His eyes

glimmered with a sweet and caring look for just a short moment, and then he smiled and parked the car.

You shook your head and looked forward to see a small brick building, with peeling grey paint. "Where

are we?" You asked, slightly worried. "Oh sorry, I had to park in the back to I could sneak you in. Don't

worry I got friends here" he grinned deviously. "GILBERT, I SAID WHERE ARE WE??" you yelled in

worry, to reply he just snickered. Normally you wouldn't do this, especially since you've only known this

guy for a short time, but you were blinded by rebellion for your family, you didn't care as much. In mid

thought, you had noticed he had dragged you out of the car and to the door. As he opened it he put a

finger to your lips, telling you to be quiet, you simply nodded back. Once the door was opened you could

hear the sound of buzzing, people talking and laughing loudly, and loud metal music playing in the

cheap speakers above. Your eyes widened at the realization that you were in a tattoo parlor. "Gilbert, no

way am I getting a tattoo!" you yelled in a harsh whisper. He just poked your nose and dragged you into

a room. "You're not here for a tattoo" he said as he sat you down in a chair. He gestured for you to stay

as he walked out momentarily. No more than one minute later he came back in with a young tan man

who just looked at you oddly. "Hola, Chica...you here with Gil?" the man with a thick Spanish accent

asked you. He himself didn't look like the type to work at one of these places, but you didn't question

him. "Y-Yeah, he just brought me here" you replied nervously. Gilbert bent down and whispered

something to the Spaniard, who simply nodded and walked over to a drawer and started pulling out

needles and a few other things that you couldn't see. "GILBERT, WH-"he cut you off by putting a hand

to your mouth. "Shhhh, I told you, you're not allowed to be here, you have to be quiet. {Name}, I was

just thinking a piercing or two to really put the icing on the cake, ja?" he said, giving a reassuring

smile. You were about to yell at him, but you just gave up, sighing. You looked at him with worry in

your eyes, scared of the pain of getting a piercing. "Liebling, don't worry, I promise, it's just like a small

pinch. And afterwards I'll take ya to get some ice cream" he smirked, and then ruffled your hair. The

Spaniard walked back over to you and set the tools on a small rolling stand. "So where do you want

it...or them?" he asked you, and you quickly looked up at Gilbert. He kneeled down and looked at your

face. "How about just a lip ring to start her off with, eh Antonio?" he said, grinning. The man

presumably named Antonio smiled at you and said "Si, that would look cute on her!" "D-Does it hurt?"

you stuttered. Antonio shook his head. Even though he himself had no piercings, he had given them to

people, so you trusted his judgment. They both looked at you for approval and you hesitantly nodded

your head making them both smile. "Okay Chica, go ahead and squeeze his hand if you need to, you will

feel a pinch. Since this is your first time, try to look away and focus on something, si?" Antonio advised.

A light pink flushed your cheeks as Gilbert took your hand gently. "Don't be afraid to squeeze my hand

if it hurts, okay?" he said, with concern lacing his voice. You nodded, and looked to the side with your

eyes, not turning your head away. You felt a small metal clamp grasp the left side of your lip, and

Gilbert looked in your eyes. Suddenly you felt a sharp pinch, and a needle slide through the center of the

clamp, and you instantly squeezed Gilbert's hand and let out a small whimper. Then only a moment

later, the needle slid back out and you loosened your death grip on Gil's hand. "Good job Chica! Almost

done, stay like that for a second" Antonio said encouragingly. You felt a thin and cold metal rod slid

through the puncture in your lip, and then heard a click. "All done! It's looks so awesome!"  Gilbert

yelled excitedly, ruffling your hair. "I knew the awesome you could do it!"  You just giggled at him,

ignoring the pain. "You're a brave one, Chica! Hey since you're such a cutie, this one's on the

house-"Antonio stood up and patted Gil's shoulder "She's a keeper, eh?" he grinned at him and walked

out. Gilbert just laughed and grabbed your hands, pulling you to your feet. "Hey can I see what it looks

like?" you asked with anticipation in your voice. He smiled and held up a mirror to your face. 'WOAH!'

you thought as your eyes widened. Even though your lip was slightly swollen and red, the piercing

looked so...well awesome! And it would defiantly make a statement. You grinned and kissed Gilbert on

the cheek, which made him a bright red. You just laughed at him "What the awesome you can't handle a

little kiss on the cheek?" you mocked playfully. He smirked at you and suddenly kissed you on the lips,

making you turn a bright scarlet. "What the awesome YOU can't handle a little kiss to the lips?" he

teased.  You slapped him on the shoulder



"Oh shut it! Besides you owe me some ice cream, remember?"