NetherlandsXReader all that matters(This is long, yeah I could have split this into many parts but I didn't want to do that, so instead of going from part to part you get one big thing. I hope you don't mind.)NetherlandsXReader all that matters by lucysblood
~~~~~~ 3rd POV you guys as kids.
Six children sat in the garden as a family member of one of them is being married. The relation between the children were due to their parent's friendships that stayed strong for generations. The families were all very wealthy. The oldest was named Tim, he was about nine. The second oldest was Antonio who was 8, then Belle and Lovino who were both 7 but Belle was older by a few months. Then there was Estella who was 6 as was her Irish twin (Y/n). (Irish twins are siblings born 9 months apart if I'm correct). Y/n was the youngest of the bunch, but the sweetest.
"One day Lovi, we're going to get married" she said hugging the Italian.
"Ah, get off me" he said.
Tim watched the six year old pounce the seven year old with hugs and attempted kisses. He didn't want
Request: Soccer NetherlandsxReaderRequest: Soccer NetherlandsxReader by Dutchnyn
~ Reader's POV ~
'Tiiiim~!' You called out cheery as you opened the door of your boyfriend's house. As always, it smelled like Dettol and tulips. But less Dettol than normal. You frowned, growing concerned. Then you heard sounds of a soccer(or as Tim likes to call it, "voetbal" what literally means "football")game in the living room. You opened the door to the just said room and the next sight was strange for your eyes. Or at least, at his house.
He was sprawled on his couch, his eyes staring intensely at the screen of his television, following the players and the ball on the green field. You saw a bag of crisps and a few beers next to him. An unlit cigarette hang between his lips. You rolled your eyes. Boys.
'Tim!' you called out again, trying to get his attention.
'Kom op, kom op...(Come on, come on...)' He hissed getting somewhat up from his position and taking the cigarette out of his