~When You Wish Upon A Star~ Hetalia Men x Reader

October 12th 1492

As you pondered which button to push, you noticed one labeled "1492," and knew exactly where that would take you. You pushed the button as your body dissipated. You opened your eyes and felt the rocking of the sea. It was deep in the night, and the stars were prominent in the sky. The cool breeze sent a shiver down your spine but you eagerly enjoyed it. You walked farther out onto the deck, taking in the salty scent of the sea. You raised your hands, feeling like you could almost fly. You heard a melodious laugh from behind you, and turned around, cheeks ablaze. There stood a handsome man. He had chocolate brown hair and tan skin, his peridot eyes sparkled in the moonlight. He worn a white tunic that was open, exposing half of his well toned chest. You couldn't help but stare with your mouth open. He was.. Well, just so handsome.

He greeted you with a warm smile. "Hola, senorita," he spoke with a heavy Spanish accent. "Might I ask what brings such a lovely lady out here tonight?"
You giggled. "Well, I just couldn't resist the cool breeze," you looked up in the air. "And the stars.. They're beautiful tonight."
"Not half as beautiful as the senorita standing before me."
You jerked your head down quickly to see that the handsome man was now only inches from your face. Your cheeks turned a new shade of
crimson as he grabbed your hand and lightly kissed it.
"Antonio Fernandez Carriedo," he whispered. "It's a pleasure."
A noise unintentionally escaped your lips, it sounded like a cross between a cry and a giggle. You covered your mouth in embarrassment, as he smirked and walked past you to the edge of the ship.
"Would you like to join me in watching the stars?" he said.
You nodded your head and strolled over to his side.
"I'm (f/n). I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier," you added.
"A beautiful name, for an even prettier girl," he implied.
You looked down and noticed the name of the boat. The Santa Maria.
Shocked, you turned to Antonio. "So, where are we headed in this ship?"
"Um, well. We're on our way to find the Orient. Christopher Columbus, the leader of this expedition, proposed that we could find a faster way to make trade if we go west instead," he answered obviously confused.
You noticed the Spanish flag flying in the breeze, "Ah yes, of course."

Just then, a shooting star flew across the sky. You gasped quietly and closed your eyes tight to make a wish. Antonio noticed your odd display.
"So, what is this that you're doing? Praying to the stars?"
You opened one eye and laughed. "No, where I'm from, when you see a shooting star in the sky, you're suppose to close your eyes and make a wish."
He seemed intrigued, "Okay, so what did you wish for?"
"Well I can't tell you that. If I do, my wish won't come true." Antonio began to laugh. "Well, senorita, then you need to help me find a star so I can make a wish too."
Just as you were going to to agree, a voice cried out from the crow's nest. "Land ho!!"
Both of you turned in surprise and saw what he said was true. In the distance, there lay a sandy beach. You scrunched your eyes and noticed all the palm trees. They all seemed to sway in unison.
"Hey! (F/n)! I saw one! I saw a shooting star, what do I do?" Antonio yelled in excitement.
"Close your eyes, and silently wish to yourself. Make sure not to tell anyone or else it won't come true."
He obeyed and you couldn't help but laugh at how childish he looked. He opened his eyes and beamed at you. Soon, however, his emerald eyes widened and his mouth gaped open in surprise. You stared back in just as much wonder and then looked at yourself, you were fading quickly.
"What's happening, senorita?"
You frowned, "I have to leave now, Antonio."
"Wait! Before you go, I want to tell you what I wished for!"
"You know I told you not-"
You were cut off but his lips crashing into yours. They were warm and inviting. This, was your first real kiss, and it wasn't even from someone you could ever see again..
In the middle of the kiss, you completely vanished, leaving the poor Spaniard to wonder what had happened. He looked to the sky and smiled, hoping that his wish would come true.