Literature
Prussia x Reader: Shower
Shower
You yawned hugely, stretching, your long pj sleeves falling over your arms. You glanced up as you felt a rustling in your (h/c) hair, but as if you could even see the top of your head! You giggled as Gilbird gave a few of his cute chirps, and searched for his head with your index finger, attempting to give his morning pat. He chirped again, flying off your head to land on the doorknob. You staggered to your feet, scratching your eyes with the back of your sleeved hand. You glanced at your hand curiously. You’d worn the gift your roommate had given you—apparently with Gilbird as a pattern—the previous night, and you f