Deal With It (Austria X Punk!Reader :Commission: )

(Name) walked home from school with her music blaring in her ears from her headphones. She was already annoyed that Roderich was making her wear stupid frilly clothes to school and wear her hair in a stupid looking bun but now he would also be making her take piano classes as soon as he got home from work. He may be her guardian while her parents were away on a business trip and a close family friend but he had no right to put her through this kind of torture.

She wanted nothing more than to go anywhere but his house but if she tried getting away from these piano lessons she would never hear the end of it. She sighed and went inside Roderich’s house. She discarded her book bag on the floor and ran upstairs to her room as quickly as she could. Roderich wouldn’t be home from work for a while so she still had a good amount of time to herself. Might as well enjoy it while it lasted.

She took her headphones off as her music continued to blare through them and slipped out of her frilly clothes. She changed into a black t-shirt and some gray sweatpants and took her hair out of the bun, letting it fall down her back. She wished she could have some different colored streaks in her hair but the almighty Roderich forbade her from doing that too.

She plopped down on her bed and unplugged her headphones from her mp3 player as Paramore echoed off the walls of her room. She closed her eyes and let her music surround her. This was way better than classical music by a landslide to her. She would hate it when she had to turn her music off just because Roderich said so. She kept her mp3 player close to her as she covered herself with her blankets and soon drifted off to sleep unaware of the rest of the world.

She was still asleep when Roderich came home. He went inside and covered his ears hearing (Name)’s obnoxious music as soon as he got into his house. “(NAME)!!!!” He yelled and started to trudge up to her room. He slammed her door open but she remained asleep in her bed.  The clothes he had given her to wear this morning were scattered across the floor and was replaced by her unmannerly tacky clothes. He would probably feel bad about it later since she was asleep right now but he couldn’t stand listening to her loud rock music or seeing her dress in such a way. He snatched her mp3 player out of her hand and cut it off making her wake up glaring at him.

“God dammit Roderich!” (Name) yelled. “What the hell is wrong with you?!”

“Watch your mouth young lady!” Roderich yelled back at her. “What have I told you about listening to this kind of music! It will rot your brain!”

(Name) flung her pillow at him and reached to get her mp3 player back from him. “Give it back Roderich!”

Roderich held her mp3 player over his head to keep it out of her reach. “This is your own fault (Name). I’ve already told you to stop listening to this music and dressing in such a fashion ages ago but you never listen to me!”

“I like this music for your information!” (Name) jumped up and kept reaching for her mp3 player. “I think it’s way better than your stupid piano music! Now give it back!”

Roderich glared down at her. No one insulted his classical music. Ever. it was still enough of a distraction for her to jump high enough and take her mp3 player back and jump back on her bed. “Behave yourself (Name)!” Roderich yelled at her. “I’m supposed to watch over you and transform you into a well-rounded individual I can’t do that unless you cooperate with me.”

“Well maybe I don’t want to become a ‘well-rounded’ individual!” (Name) yelled back at him. “If this is what it means to be a well-rounded individual then I don’t want anything to do with it!”

“You’re going to start playing the piano whether you like it or not!”

“No I’m not! I don’t want to play your music and I never will so just leave me alone!” (Name) shoved Roderich out of her room and slammed her door shut behind him.

“Let me back in (Name)!” Roderich pushed on the door but Name pushed back as hard as she could.

“No!” (Name) was soon able to close the door completely and locked it before he could open again. Roderich face palmed himself. Why did he ever install locks on her door?

“Fine but you asked for this (Name),” Roderich said before going back downstairs. (Name) finally thought she was safe until she heard Roderich bang down on his piano.

“WHAT THE HELL RODERICH!” (Name) yelled covering her ears against the loud piano.

“I told you that you asked for this!” Roderich yelled back as he kept playing his piano. Very loudly.

(Name) covered her ears and turned her mp3 player back on and turned the volume up as high as it would go to drown out his piano.

“Turn that down!” Roderich yelled. “I’m playing real music here!”

“Real music my ass! All you’re doing is abusing that piano!” (Name) finally resorted to grabbing her headphones again and plugging them back into her mp3 player. She blared her music loud enough to drown out Roderich’s music and unlocked her door before laying back down on her bed. She kept her headphones tight on her head and drowned out everything else around her except her music. She might suffer from a headache later because of this but there was no way she was going to suffer through Roderich’s antics.

Roderich stopped playing his piano as soon as he was sure that (Name) couldn’t really hear him anymore. He sighed and combed his fingers through his hair. How could he possibly get through to her if she kept behaving like this? Her parents already didn’t approve of her actions and they were depending on him to change her ways. Maybe she was just a teenager going through a phase to them but it seemed much different from his perspective. She listened to that horrible music nonstop and kept her own clothes in her closet even though he barely let her wear those clothes, least of all in public. She was a stubborn girl but he really was trying his hardest to get her to change.

He remembered that he still needed to give her piano lessons today but he would hold off until later. She was probably burying herself in her bed right now because of him. It was her fault anyway. She shouldn’t have been blaring her music while he was around. Of course she was asleep so she couldn’t really have done anything about it until he came along. Honestly he didn’t enjoy being so hard on her all the time but he had to do whatever it took to get (Name) to act like a proper lady. Maybe he just had to be a little more patient with her.

~*Le Time Skip~*

(Name) started to groan as she woke up with a pounding head but at least her mp3 player had finally died over time. She sat up lazily in her bed. “What time is it...” She looked up at her clock and saw that it was 8:30 p.m. It was getting pretty late so she might as well pull herself out of bed and take a shower. She grabbed some night clothes from her dresser drawer and started to take her shirt off.

Roderich started walking upstairs to (Name)’s room. As much as he hated to do this, he would have to force her to wake up for piano lessons even if they were a little late.

“I’m coming in (Name),” Roderich said as he opened the door to her room. (Name) froze as Austria walked in while she was taking her bra off. Both of their faces turned the color of a tomato.

(Name) threw a pillow at Roderich and covered herself with a blanket. “GET OUT RODERICH!” Roderich quickly ran back and shut the door behind him. The pillow dropped from the door and landed on the floor. (Name) was still blushing when she put her shirt back on and opened the door to her room. Now Roderich was starting to remember why he had locks installed on her door.

“What did you want Roderich?” (Name) asked still blushing.

Roderich was still blushing as well only a tad bit redder. “I just wanted to tell you that you still have piano lessons to attend to and we might as well finish them now.”

(Name) facepalmed and went back into her room. “Forget about those stupid lessons,” (Name) said. “I’m not taking piano lessons no matter what you say.”

Roderich sighed. He was afraid that she would say that. He went into her room and sat down next to her on the bed.“Don’t you want to make your parents proud (Name)?” He said. “You know they don’t approve of the way you are.”

(Name) covered her face and turned over on her side in the bed away from him. “Don’t you think I know that? Why do you think they dumped me here with you and left?” Roderich could have sworn he had heard her voice crack as she spoke. “They never approved of me. They think that by leaving me with you they can make me a proper lady. They only care about keeping their image clean.” (Name) bit her lip and kept her eyes shut to keep the tears forming in her eyes from falling out. “They left me with you because you’re perfect to them.” (Name) wiped her eyes with the back of her hand as the tears finally flowed.

Roderich glanced down at her and patted her head gently. “That’s not true (Name). They do care about you. You’re their daughter.”

“If they cared don’t you think they would at least come to visit every once in a while? They haven’t been around since they dropped me off here a year ago. They haven’t even called us except to see if I’ve changed yet.”

(Name) was right, they really hadn’t contacted them much at all. He didn’t know how much of a toll that had taken on her until now. He had never really seen her cry before and now she was about to burst into tears. She sniffled and sat up in bed. “I’m sorry Roderich. All I’m doing is making your life more difficult.”

“(Name), don’t say things like that. None of that is true.”

“You’re just saying that to keep me from crying. I’m just in your way.”

Roderich sighed and rubbed her head gently. “Yeah you can be a pain in my ass sometimes. But it’s my duty to take care of you and that’s what I’m going to do.”

(Name) looked up at him. “You are?”

“Of course I am (Name). Now no more crying okay?” (Name) nodded and wiped the tears from her eyes. “And I suppose I could learn to tolerate your music and personality if you can tolerate mine.”

“I’ll try Roderich. Thanks for cheering me up.” (Name) leaned over and lightly kissed Roderich’s cheek, making him blush a bright pink.

“Y-you’re welcome (Name.)” Roderich got up and started to leave her room. He cringed when (Name)’s loud music started to blare her music again. “Would you please cut that down!?”

(Name) giggled and stuck her tongue out at him. “Deal with it.”