Austria x Reader - She Wants the 'D'

While surfing the internet one day, you decided to look for some new t-shirts since spring had basically sprung.  And being as happy as you were at that moment, you decided to find a funny t-shirt.

“Funny…t-shirts,” you stated as you typed those exact words into the Google image search engine.  Pressing enter, you waited eagerly for the results.  Upon receiving them, you scrolled down the screen, letting your eyes graze across the different pictures in unfathomable interest.  It was at this point where you found a shirt that made you wish the internet had an insta-buy button.  Clicking on the image, the computer quickly brought up the webpage.  You grinned as you read the information for buying one of the shirts and hastily ran to get your debit card.

After waiting for a week, your new shirt finally came and you were super eager to show it to your musically inclined boyfriend.  Changing into said shirt, you made your way out the door and towards his house.  During your small trek, you noticed that a lot people were reading your shirt; many of whom had quickly taken a liking for it and asked you where you had gotten it.  Smiling proudly, you told them and then continued on your merry way.

Arriving at Roderich’s house, you walked up to the porch and rang the doorbell.  You waited for a minute out of politeness, but after waiting for over a minute and not getting a response you just thought, ‘Whatever, I’m goin’ in.’

After opening the door, you were greeted with the sound of piano music being played joyously from Austria’s music room.  “Perfect~!” you thought happily as you followed the music to your boyfriend.  Peeking around the doorway, you found Austria sitting on the piano bench and playing said piano with utter enjoyment that seemed to flow off of him in waves.  You cautiously made your way over to stand next to him where you waited patiently once again for him to finish.

In a matter of seconds, he completed the song with a soft touch to one of the higher keys and breathed in a sigh of contentedness.  That was when Austria felt your presence. Opening his violet eyes, he looked at you…and then noticed the shirt you were wearing.

“___…”

“Yes?” you inquire innocently, trying desperately not to laugh.

“I like your shirt.” At first, you looked down at him in shock. “He actually likes it?!” you thought to yourself…

…you then proceeded to burst out laughing.  A smile graced Austria's face as he watched you chuckle.  Nothing put a smile on his face faster than your laughter.