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You wake up, screaming in horror. There's a storm outside, and despite your hate for them, this isn't the cause of your fear. It's the dream you keep having, the dream that you fear could very well come true.
They had him..... they killed him in front of me.....
You hug your knees, crying. The door slams open, revealing your friend England with only a pair of dress pants on.
"(f/n), what is the matter?" he asks, running up to you quietly and wrapping his arms around you.
"England, i-it......you w-were hurt... a-and....," you stammer, resting your head on his chest before sobbing further. "I was so scared! I-I thought I wouldn't ever see y-you again!"
"It's alright, (f/n), it's alright. I'm okay," he soothes, rubbing your back as he tries to calm you down. You look up, (e/c) eyes hiding behind your (h/c) hair, which was doing a rather bad job of hiding how red they were. You sniffle lightly, feeling your face suddenly heat up when you realized his choice of clothing.
"Iggy, not to be rude, but why are you not wearing a shirt?" you asked, confusion growing even more as his face put Prussia's eyes to shame.
"W-well... I was so exhausted after the party that I fell asleep before I could fully change..." he stutters as you rest your head on his shoulder, snuggling into him and smiling and the state of his extremely disheveled hair.
"Ok, Iggy." you say, relaxed by the faint smell of tea and burnt scones. You have both hands on his chest, and you're surprised to find that he's rather muscular, even more so than America, who you punched in the chest once. His face is red, and you can tell your face is too. He whispers into your ear.
"I love you, (f/n)"
"I love you too, England."
"Please, call me Arthur."
You smile, falling asleep peacefully for the first time in a long while.
THERE IS NO EXTENDING ENDED.
England smiled as he looked into (f/n)'s eyes. She had just woken up, and her head was resting gently on his chest.
"Morning, love."
I lied
They had him..... they killed him in front of me.....
You hug your knees, crying. The door slams open, revealing your friend England with only a pair of dress pants on.
"(f/n), what is the matter?" he asks, running up to you quietly and wrapping his arms around you.
"England, i-it......you w-were hurt... a-and....," you stammer, resting your head on his chest before sobbing further. "I was so scared! I-I thought I wouldn't ever see y-you again!"
"It's alright, (f/n), it's alright. I'm okay," he soothes, rubbing your back as he tries to calm you down. You look up, (e/c) eyes hiding behind your (h/c) hair, which was doing a rather bad job of hiding how red they were. You sniffle lightly, feeling your face suddenly heat up when you realized his choice of clothing.
"Iggy, not to be rude, but why are you not wearing a shirt?" you asked, confusion growing even more as his face put Prussia's eyes to shame.
"W-well... I was so exhausted after the party that I fell asleep before I could fully change..." he stutters as you rest your head on his shoulder, snuggling into him and smiling and the state of his extremely disheveled hair.
"Ok, Iggy." you say, relaxed by the faint smell of tea and burnt scones. You have both hands on his chest, and you're surprised to find that he's rather muscular, even more so than America, who you punched in the chest once. His face is red, and you can tell your face is too. He whispers into your ear.
"I love you, (f/n)"
"I love you too, England."
"Please, call me Arthur."
You smile, falling asleep peacefully for the first time in a long while.
THERE IS NO EXTENDING ENDED.
England smiled as he looked into (f/n)'s eyes. She had just woken up, and her head was resting gently on his chest.
"Morning, love."
I lied
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Arthur let a small sigh expell from between his bitten lips, sinking further into the yeilding confines of the sofa. Between ink-stained fingers he cradled an ancient book, one from a time he couldn't recall (though he doubted he'd actually want to, in retrospect). He let his pale hands ghost over the yellowed pages and faded words, drinking them in with his darkened eyes and savouring the warm evening light flooding through the window. It was fragrant and sultry, the windows thrown wide open and allowing the perfumed aroma of roses to filter through into the cozy sitting-room. The entire expanse seemed to glow gold and shades of amber, radie
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EDIT: y'all this is 6+ years old and i'm still getting notifications about favorites. I don't know whether or not to be proud! I certainly am Feeling Something™, but I have no idea what.
I wanted an England Reader Insert. He's one of my absolute favorite Hetalia characters, next to Germany, Russia, Canada, and Japan/China(aru~)
ENGLAND I LOVE YOU.
I really do love that Brit.
WHO WANTS HIS COOKING?!
Extending Ended is just a running joke now.(fail)
If you didn't get the part of Prussia's eyes, 2 things.
1) I wanted something better than "France's Roses, " or, " Spain's Tomatoes"
2) Prussia has crimson eyes
Notice how it's just the BTT who get's references to blushing.
ANYWAY, I don't own Hetalia, and you own yourself.
I AM WORKING ON A GERMANY AND A CANADA, RUSSIA AND ROMANO WILL FOLLOW AFTER THAT.
(2018 Update: holy shit y'all like this still, it's 6 years old i'm so sorry this is my legacy but i physically cannot bring myself to update it)
I wanted an England Reader Insert. He's one of my absolute favorite Hetalia characters, next to Germany, Russia, Canada, and Japan/China(aru~)
ENGLAND I LOVE YOU.
I really do love that Brit.
WHO WANTS HIS COOKING?!
Extending Ended is just a running joke now.(fail)
If you didn't get the part of Prussia's eyes, 2 things.
1) I wanted something better than "France's Roses, " or, " Spain's Tomatoes"
2) Prussia has crimson eyes
Notice how it's just the BTT who get's references to blushing.
ANYWAY, I don't own Hetalia, and you own yourself.
I AM WORKING ON A GERMANY AND A CANADA, RUSSIA AND ROMANO WILL FOLLOW AFTER THAT.
(2018 Update: holy shit y'all like this still, it's 6 years old i'm so sorry this is my legacy but i physically cannot bring myself to update it)
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