#Pieter Kramer x reader

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Imagine you and Stacie painting Pieter's nails

With narrowed eyes, you took the nail polish brush out of the bottle, making sure to wipe of the excess polish on the edge, and moved it to your boyfriend’s nails. Taking a deep breath in an attempt to steady yourself, you let the brush make contact with Pieter’s nails as you moved the brush downward, watching with a pleased smile as the color began showing.

When Pieter had told you and Stacie that Das Sound Machine had booked a performance in the upcoming weeks, the two of you jumped at the chance to help him prepare for it though there wasn’t really much you both could do. Pieter had the choreography and lyrics down down to a T and the outfit for the performance was safely and carefully packed in his suitcase along with everything else he would need for the drive there. Now all that was left was for Pieter to get ready himself and do touch up. His hair and makeup would have to wait until the day of the performance but his two girlfriends could help him do his nails which had them jumping at the opportunity with glee.

Stacie was focusing on his left hand while you did his right hand. You had finished his thumb and pointer finger and were now working on his middle finger. You were just about to finish the second coat when the hand underneath your own moved unexpectedly causing you to smudge the polish, a clump forming on his nail.

"Pieter!" Putting the nail polish brush back inside the bottle, you gave your boyfriend a pointed look as he scratched his nose. With a shake of your head, you began looking looking for a cotton ball and the nail polish remover to redo your work. “You could have told me or Stacie that your nose was itchy.”

“Sorry, liebling.” He said. Once you were sitting back where you were, he leaned forward - though careful to not move his left hand as to not mess Stacie up - and kissed your forehead. “I’ll make sure to do so next time.”

Though you tried holding your frown, the smile you were struggling to hide made it clear to Pieter that he was forgiven. Hearing his other girlfriend clear her throat, he turned his head to look at her. Stacie had stopped painting his nails, her lips puckered as she stared at him, waiting for her kiss from the German. A chuckle left him but he gladly leaned forward and pecked her lips. “I would never forget about you, hasilein. Thank you both for helping me.”

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Opposites Aca-Attract

IMAGINE: Pieter Krämer shows his interest in you and your friends, the Bellas become protective over you. Stacie is the only one who encourages you to go for it. WORD COUNT: 1.6k WARNINGS: N/A

“What the hell does that German guy think he’s doing?” Chloe demanded.

Fat Amy and Beca looked to the corner of the room where you sat. Just a few feet away, Pieter fidgeted with his shirt. Once he found it satisfying, he advanced towards you. At the sight of it, Beca balled her fists.

First DSM won the Riff-Off and rubbed it in the Bella’s faces. Now one of their leaders was going to brag about it to Beca’s sister. Big no-no right there.

Fat Amy, seeing this anger, held the singer back. “As much as I want to beat ‘em too,” the Australian stated, “we have to watch and see what that Kraut does.”

Huffing in frustration, Beca crossed her arms and glared. “He better not do anything.”

-

“And who are you?” You heard someone ask you.

Turning around, you see one of the Das Sound Machine members approaching you. His blue eyes seemed to stare you down almost menacingly as you search for an answer.

“Uh… What?” You asked him, confused that this god-like man was even speaking to you. Rolling his eyes, the singer proposed another question.

“You came in with the Bellas but did not accompany them in song. What is your relationship with them?  He asked.

Playing with your fingers, you shrug. “My sister is in the group and she invites me to every event. I’m their personal cheerleader, I guess.”

“Your sister is a Bella?” The German questioned. “I would never have guessed.”

“Because I’m not as talented as them?” You counter. 

“Of course not,” the man replied, taking a seat next to you. Unfazed, you let him explain himself. “You’re too beautiful. Their looks could never match up to yours.”

Instantly, your cheeks heated. Why did your friends hate these guys again?

“Ah! You’re the one who came in with Tiny Mouse,” Someone exclaimed. You and your guest turn around to see the other leader of Das Sound Machine approach you.

“Hi!” You politely greet her, offering a hand. She glances at it before turning to her friend.

“Pieter, I need a word with you.” As if on cue, a handful of Bellas approach you. Including your sister.

“Y/N,” Beca blurted. “We’re leaving. Get your stuff.”

“Must you go so soon, Tiny Mouse?” The female German asked innocently, barely hiding her condescending tone. “I thought you were having fun forgetting your loss?”

There it was.

“You are so tall!” Your sister word vomited. “But it doesn’t make you ugly! It just makes your face easier to look at!”

You and the Bellas look at her questioningly, but she waves you off. “You know what I mean! Let’s go!”

Fat Amy grabs your hand and gently tugs you away. Before you can get a suitable distance, Pieter calls you. 

“Wait, Y/N!”

The girls, including the DSM leader, looked at the singer. Ignoring their burning gazes, he held out your phone.

“Don’t forget this Schön,” Pieter told you quietly, placing your cell in your hand. The blonde glared at him angrily before tugging him away.

“What did he just call you?” Beca demanded. “I’ll beat all their pretty faces in if-”

“I think he was trying to compliment her,” Stacie commented, her nose quickly scrunching up afterward. “Does that make him off limits Y/N?”

“It does,” Chloe answered for you. “If he is with Das Sound Machine, he is off limits. Even to you Y/N.”

“Why?” You ask, genuinely curious. “Technically, I’m not a Bella so the rules don’t apply to me.”

“Girl,” Cynthia Rose grabbed you by the shoulders. “You’re family. And they seem like a-holes to tear our family apart. We can’t let them.”

Taking it in, you slowly nod. “You’re right,” you agree. “Chicks before dicks.”

As the team cheered you on, you couldn’t help but sneak a glance towards the back of the room.

Das Sound Machine had huddled together in what seemed to be a heavy conversation. The group surrounded their leaders as the female quietly scolded Pieter. 

As if sensing your attention, the tall German looked your way. He sent you a small smile, one that quickly sent you reeling. His smile turned into a frown when the Bellas dragged you away.

A certain singer had not ignored this.

-

“You’ve got the hots for Pieter!” Someone squealed in your ear.

Dropping your phone in surprise, you look at Stacie. “What are you talking about?” You ask her, feigning innocence.

Rolling her eyes, she quickly snatched your phone. “Hey!” She pulls up your search history and proudly shows it off with a smug grin.

Pieter Krämer Das Sound Machine

Pieter Krämer

Pieter Krämer relationship? 

Pieter Krämer Boyfriend? 

Pieter Krämer Girlfriend? 

“How’d that get there?” You say unconvincingly. Scoffing, Stacie plopped down on your bed.

“You’re into him!” She stated. “And he’s into you! That’s so cute.” She clapped her hands. “They also forbid you guys to go out with each other! You guys are Romeo and Juliet cute!”

“They die at the end,” you tell her. “How is that cute?”

Stacie placed a hand over your mouth. “This is real life. You guys won’t die. Hopefully,” she added the last part under her breath.

“Another thing, how do you even know he likes me? The girls said-”

“Trust me,” she stated. “People think I’m just a pretty ditz, but I know when sparks are being made. And girl, you and Pieter looked like a damn firework.”

“Why aren’t you against him like the others?” You ask her.

Smirking, she points to her crotch. “Nothing is off limits to my boy. And I’m not as prejudiced as the others are.”

“I’m glad,” you tell her honestly.

Giving you a friendly smile, Stacie suddenly claps her hands once more. “I almost forgot!” She screeched.

Shaking your head, you glare at her. “It better be something important or I swear to God-”

“Remember what he called you at the Riff-Off?” She interrupted.

“Yeah,” you reply. “Sounded like Shawn or something? It was in German, so I didn’t understand what it meant.” Stacie’s wide grin alerts you she knew more than she was offering.

“Spill.”

-

The Bellas cheered happily as they realized they had won the World Championship. To celebrate their victory, they had returned to their resting area in the back. You, Benji and Jesse, greeted them all and cheered.

“I’m so proud of you big sis!” You congratulated Beca. “You were amazing!”

“I’m glad you could come,” she responded, giving you a hug.

“So am I,” you reply.

It was hilarious, actually. You weren’t planning on going in the first place, but a day before the Bellas were to leave; you received an envelope with a ticket to Copenhagen. It had no return address, but you had a suspicious feeling it was from Pieter.

What gave it away? Maybe the card inside that only had For You Schön written on it.

“Hey Y/N,” Stacie suddenly called you over. Giving a quick goodbye to your sister, you rush over to your friend.

“What’s up?” You ask her. Without a word, she hands you a small basket of mini-muffins. “Why-”

“Don’t ask,” she interrupted. “Just take this to your friend and have a little chat.” When you don’t move fast enough to her liking, Stacie quickly pushes you away towards a certain direction.

“Go!”

Playfully rolling your eyes, you make your way towards a group of very disgruntled Germans. A few DSM members sent you a few curious looks your way, but mostly, said nothing.

A lonely Pieter sits in front of a makeup stand as he wipes his eyes with a rag. “I think you missed a spot,” you tell him.

Surprised, the singer quickly spun around. “Y/N,” he exclaimed. Running a hand down his face, Pieter gave you a small smile. “Hello Schön,” he formally greeted you.

“So why do you think I’m beautiful?” You ask him shyly.

The German chuckled as he hid his grin. “How can I describe perfection?”

“You could use something else, like someone who is actually beautiful.”

Seeing that you would not change your mind, Pieter changed the subject. “What are the baked goods for?” Remembering the treats, you offer him the basket.

“I hoped that I could use these as a peace offering,” you tell him. “So maybe you won’t hate me because of my friends?”

Taking the basket, Pieter set it down on the table before standing up. You don’t remember him being a giant but goddamn; he was tall.

“I am not mad,” he stated quietly. Slowly taking your hand, he holds it against his fishnet covered chest. Between you and me, why have the shirt when it covered nothing?

“I am surprised you came to Copenhagen, I did not think you would come. I believed I would never see you in person again. But you had to prove me wrong.”

“D-did I?” You stutter. “I just wanted to say thanks. It would have been very boring to just watch you online.”

“Is that all you wanted to do, Schön?” Pieter asked you, leaning forward. “Watch me sing?”

“I-I guess,” you say. “I didn’t really think this through.” Your blush worsens as the singer cups your face.

“Who really does?  He doesn’t hesitate to press his lips against yours.

The kiss is sweet, much like Pieter. 

Getting lost in the moment, you’re the first to pull away when you hear someone clear their throat. You and Pieter turn to see Beca and the rest of the Bellas eyeing the two of you dangerously.

“Who’s ready to hide a body?” Fat Amy asked the girls.

“Just another weekend for me,” Lilly whispered.

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Imagine having hooked up with Pieter and Kommissar at the riff off and being caught by Stacie

Looking into the vanity mirror, you tried fixing yourself up, trying to spot anything that could tell the rest of the Bellas about your little escapade with the two leaders of Das Sound Machine who were doing the same as you. Ever since the German group had taken up the group's tour, the Bellas had been distrustful of the former more so with the Bella's reinstatement on the line. You had tried staying away from them but there was just something about them that drew you to them plus it didn't hurt that they were pretty to look at. One minute you were wandering through Sir Brightlysmore's mansion looking for a bathroom and the next minute you were being lured by the two to an empty room.

Taking a breath, you watched as the two left the room first but not before giving you one last smile. Flustered you just looked away, waiting a few minutes in the hopes that no one would be outside when you left and would put two and two together. But that proved too much to ask as when you stepped out, the first person waiting outside was Stacie with a smirk on her face. Eyes widening in surprise, you were not able to come up with any sort of excuse before she intertwined her arms with yours. "You can't lie to me. I saw them leave the room and I know sex hair when I see it so spill."

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Imagine giving Pieter and Kommissar a good luck kiss before they go on stage for the World Finals

———  Masterlist / Ko-Fi ———

[Name] stood apart of the group as she watched Das Sound Machine hype themselves up for their turn in the Finals. Since she wasn’t a member of the group, she didn’t want to intrude but she was happy to stand on the sideline, ready to cheer them on. “Pieter! Kommissar!” [Name] called out, beckoning them to her when she saw the group head toward the stage. When they came over, she quickly kissed Kommissar and then Pieter. “Good luck. Knock them dead.” 

Pieter said when [Name] pulled away, “Of course, liebling.” 

“Be ready to be amazed, little maus”. Kommisar told her before she grabbed Pieter’s hand and began leading him to the stage.