Hetaloid!Norway x Reader

You open the box, and gasp at what’s inside.

It was a Norway hetaloid.

Your eyes drift to the instructions, which were taped to the front of the box. You carefully take off the instructions; making sure none of the paper rips. You turn to the section where it says “how to activate your hetaloid.” You did a double take on what it said.

The instructions said the hetaloid activated upon arrival, but he wasn’t activating or anything. ‘Is this thing broken?’ You immediately shake your head at the thought. ‘no. maybe this one has a unique way of activating? Yeah; thats it.’

After thinking for quite awhile, you turn to your parents and thank them cheerfully while your friends are observing the hetaloid closely. Very closely. Like, they took him out of his box.

Your friends set him on the couch; then observing him more closely. The hetaloids’ pale blond hair with a cross clip holding his bangs together nicely, was hanging in front of his face; covering unknown eye color eyes.

Getting fed up with the closeness of your friends with the hetaloid, you sternly say; “Everyone; stop touching.” They all immediately turned their heads to look at you.

“Why?” (Friend #1) asked, arching an eyebrow.

You suddenly get flustered on your outburst, “W-Well, I-I don’t w-want him t-to activate yet.” You stutter out quickly.

Your friends give you a look before going back to normal scheduled activities. Then it came down to the time where everyone left. Your parents being the last.

Once you closed the door behind them. You let out a huff and lean on your door.

“I thought they’d never leave.” You heard a new voice behind you say, making you jump and your back press flat up against the door. You saw your hetaloid, standing, talking, looking at you with monotonous blue eyes.

“Are you alright?” The hetaloid asked.

“W-Well, I-I--- Your Activated.” The words come out of your mouth in a stuttered mess.

“Have been.” he states bluntly.

“H-How long?”

“Since you opened my box.”

You let out a flustered sigh. “I’m _______ _______.” You said awkwardly.

“Lukas, a pleasure to meet you.”

Well, he seems pretty normal.

~*Timeskip*~

You sighed in boredom, flipping through random channels on your television until you finally turn it off. Then going to the kitchen for any food you can possibly eat.

Looking around, You find you have ran out of butter. A whole package of butter. Sighing, you decide to go to Lukas’ bedroom to find it.

You don’t know why, but Lukas has this strange obsession with butter that you could never figure out.

Once you got there, low and behold, there was Lukas, trying to hide the butter from you. seems you caught him mid-way.

“Hand it over.” You say with with a huff, a faint blush and an extended hand. As soon as you felt a cold block shaped thing being placed in your hand, you turned and walked away, not saying another word.

You have developed feelings for this hetaloid. Though you kept mentally slapping yourself about it. He’s an android, you’re a human; as far as Lukas showing emotion, androids don’t show emotion.

You sigh again and place the butter back in the fridge. You wondered if Lukas even did have emotion and choose not to show it.

“_____, Your letting the cold air out of the refrigerator.” You heard Lukas say behind you; making you jump and shut the fridge door quickly.

“Don’t scare me like that, Lukas.” You huffed out, turning around to face him. “Why are you down here anyway?”

Your snarky attitude made Lukas raise an eyebrow, but only for a minute.

“_____,” He said before coming closer to you looing at you, like he had something super serious to say.

“Yes, Lukas?” You responded.

“Would you like me better if I was human, like you?” Lukas asked seriously.

The question shocked you, making you stay quiet for what seemed like an hour. Then a bunch of thoughts came rushing through your head.

“Why do you ask that?” You ask quietly, almost he nor you could hear it.

Lukas stayed quiet, waiting for you to reply to his question.

you cleared your throat to say an unplanned but honest answer.

“Lukas, I don’t really care if I met if you were human or not, Your still the Lukas I know. Sure, it would be nice if you were human so I could ease my mind about the mental debate whether your organic or artificial, but that doesn’t change the fact that I see you completely handsome. I really like you Lukas; sometimes i wish we could be more than friends-.”

You covered your mouth and you face dyes a complete red. That's what you get for not planning a response.

You then see Lukas sit up and grab your wrists firmly but gently, and dragged you to the basement, where he stored his magic equipment, and sometimes where he plays his violin.

You give him a questioning look but he quickly answering it by opening a spell book. and stopping on one particular spell. Your eyes widen.

He was planning on turning himself human.

You look at Lukas, about to say something but presses his left index finger to your lips lightly with a quiet ‘shh’

When he pulled away you felt something warm and runny on your finger.

Your finger was bleeding.

Just about when you were going to flip out and freak; Lukas licked your finger, making you blush a deep, deep red, and chant something in Latin.

The a bright light consumed Lukas for about 30 seconds before it faded. You look down at finger.

It was healed.

So many questions filled your mind at that very moment. What just happened!? was your main.

You Lukas prick he finger and look at it. a little red dot came, getting bigger and bigger, until oozing onto the rest of his finger. Lukas smiled at it then put a band-aid on it after washing it.

“L-Lukas…” You murmur “W-Wha-” You were interrupted by a pair of warm, soft lips, pressing onto your own.

“Jeg elsker deg også, ____.” He said, once he pulled away reluctantly Then pulling you in for another one.

You gladly returned the kiss. wrapping your arms around him while his arms wrap around your waist.

Yeah. Pretty normal.