Ghost!Prussia x Reader - Perverted Ghost

You loudly blasted music as you brought in all the boxes. You had just moved to _(insert random town)_ and finally the moving truck had come. Unfortunately the movers had let you bring everything in but it didn't take very long. 

"Finally," you sighed in relief. You stepped back to admire your new apartment. You had to admit that the apartment was a fixer-upper but it was cheap and on your budget you needed it. You had decided that you would end up doing repairs but you were to tired, and hungry, to bother with it. 

You walked into the small kitchen and began to make yourself some instant ramen. As you cooked, you couldn't help but feel as if someone was watching you but you lived along and had locked the door behind you. 

You shrugged the feeling off and went to the living room with you bowl of steaming hot ramen. You enjoyed the feeling of having your own place and not having your mother nagging you about getting married and giving her grandchildren. 

You lightly tucked a piece of _(h/c)_ hair behind your ear as you began to gobble die the ramen. You were almost done when you felt like a hand brushed you cheek in a gentle manner. You let out a shriek as you stood up and spun on your heal but to your dismay there was no one there. 

After your heart stopped beating out of your chest, you brought the bowl to the kitchen and went to your room. You pulled out your pajamas and a towel and went into your joint bathroom, shutting the door. Turning on the water as hot as you could stand, you changed out of your clothes and stepped into the scolding water. Your muscles began to relax as the water went over you. 

"Wow, my friend wasn't kidding when she said moving caused stress," you told yourself as you began to wash you hair with _(fav. scent)_ shampoo. You sighed contently, loving being in the water. You were enjoying the water so much that you didn't even acknowledge the returning sense of being watched until...

"Eep," escaped you throat was well as another shriek when the feel of someone's hand running down your back disturbed your peace. You turned your head and again didn't see anything. 

You shakily got out of the shower, after turning the water off, and dried yourself before putting your clothes on. Your pajamas consisted of black shorts that had gotten too short for you to wear in public and a _(fav. color)_ tank top. You brushed out your hair, pulling it back with a pony binder, and left the bathroom. 

You snuggled under your thick, fluffy blanket and turned off the bedside lamp. You wanted sleep to over take you so you could quite thinking of what happened and it soon did so. 

~~Le Timeskip to the middle of the night (1am)~~ (Le Whoosh)

You had awoken by the sound of a deep 'Keseses' laugh. You turned the lamp back on and examined your room, nothing. 

"Hello?" You questioned not really wanted a response to happen. 

"Keseses," was the response and it sounded like it was coming from your far wall.

You growled and angrily chucked a pillow at the wall to have it bounce off and lay soundly on the ground. 

"Now frau, throving things won't make me go avay," a voice finally spoke with a German accent, this time sounding like it was sitting on the edge of the bed next to you. 

"What are you?" You asked leaning away from the voice and pulling the blankets close to you. 

"Zats just mean Frau. I am human just like you. Vell, I vas vhen I vas living," he told you. 

"A-and how can I tell if your telling the truth?" You replied nervously. 

"Gilbert Beilschmidt, that vas my name. You can look it up and see any nevs story of my death," he told you, sounding a bit closer now. 

"O-Okay," you stuttered out. 

"And vhat is your name frau?" he asked you, you could almost hear the smirk in his words. 

"_(f/n)_ _(l/n)_," you told him and suddenly felt breathing on the crook of your neck, you stiffened. 

"_(f/n)_? Cute name, it suits you," he muttered as you felt, what you thought was, his lips placing a light ghostly kiss to the base of your neck. 

"Remember, look my name up," you heard him repeat as the feeling of another in the room disappeared. After a bit you realized and decided sleep would be your best response and went into a deep sleep. 

~~Le Timeskip to mid afternoon~~ (Le Whoosh)

You had spent most the day unpacking and arranging furniture to your liking. You now sat comfortably on your couch, laptop sitting in your lap and sipping on a class of _(fav. drink)_. You decided to humor your ghost friend and looked up his name on google. The first result was titled "Murder by Crazed Ex" and you clicked on it. 

Slowly you read the news article, absorbing the words. The article told about a girlfriend who murdered her ex in THIS apartment. The murder had taken place a little over a year ago and they failed to mention it when you applied for the room. You scrolled a bit more on the page and stopped when you came to a photo. The caption said it was Gilbert, the one who was killed. 

"Hmm, he was pretty hot," you mumbled to yourself as you looked over the photo, burning the image into your mind. 

"Vhy thanks mien frau," he spoke, smirked at your comment. You jumped at his voice. 

"H-how long have you been there?" You asked him, a bright red blush dawning your cheeks. 

"Just long enough to see you checking out my body through zat picture, and to call me hot," he replied with a laugh and you felt an arm go over your shoulders. 

"S-so you weren't lying, why should I care," you stuttered out trying to ignore his advances. 

"Now frau, no need to be feisty," he told you. He suddenly pushed you and you fell to lay on the couch. 

"What was the for?" You shouted at him and blushed brighter as you get weight pushing down on you, was he straddling you?

"Vant to know something frau? Even though your acting like you don't vant it, your body is saying else vise," he told you in a matter-of-factly voice. 

"Get off of me," you ordered, struggling. 

"Vhy vould I do zat?" He questioned, nuzzling against your neck. 

"You," you started but fell off the couch as the weight disappeared. 

"You are such a perverted ghost!" You shouted in anger and stormed off to your room, leaving a chuckling Prussian behind. 

"I know zat frau, I do vatch you change," he spoke quietly, smirking, and knew that this would be fun.