England X Reader: 'Make A Wish' (Contest Entry)
England X Reader: 'Make A Wish'
(A/N: My submission to The-Hetalia-Hangout’s contest.)
It was a late night. Stars were out, and the moon was shining brightly. Lighting up the hill full of poppies and daffodils. You and a certain Brit were lying on top of a picnic blanket that was simply sprawled on the floor. The night sky was filled with stars, a few fireflies were flying about. An old robin's nest abandoned, high up in a nearby tree.
It was a quiet night. The silence was bliss, away from all the noise you were so used to. The usual hustle and bustle of the city was stressful, so the calm and stillness of the night, in an empty field was relaxing. It was like a small haven in a world full of troubles, problems, worries, regrets and lies.
Snuggling closer to England, his scent of tea and vanilla is warm and inviting. You nuzzle his cheek inhaling more of his scent, the Brit’s cheeks heat up from the sudden affectionate gesture. This was normal, an affectionate g
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You sighed for the ‘nth time’ ever since the sun set down; you looked at your silver wristwatch to check the time, you frowned when you realized how late it is already. You have to finish the report before the morning or else your British boss might cut your salary. You rested your chin at your palm as you stared at the monitor-checking the financial report that you will explain the next week. Your eyes traveled from the expenses to the income. Everything’s just fine, good thing you’re using excel since your high school days, now you’re a professional when it comes to rushing paperwork and finishing it nicely.
You spaced out for a moment, realizing that you already finished everything, including the graph. It’s already 1am and it’s pretty dangerous to go home alone, especially crime is everywhere in this busy city. You finished 4 cups of espresso and now you can’t sleep, yo
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Staring out of the bedroom window, you saw the first few delicate drops of snow fall to the frozen ground below. A feeling of excitement passed through your body; you loved winter more than any other season during the year. You loved the snow, the snowball fights, the nights in front of the fireplace with a hot mug of tea or hot chocolate in your hands but more importantly, you loved the chilly time of year because you got to spend it with your best friend Arthur.
You had known Arthur since the two of you were kids. The moment you saw him, you wanted to be friends immediately, even though he was a bit reluctant at first due to his self-consciousness. Your small, awkward meeting blossomed into a fully-fledged friendship in a matter of weeks and it has stayed like that for several years. The only problem was, the pair of you went to different schools, which made it harder for you to see each other during the school year. That is why the Christmas season is a very substantial time for bot
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It was your favourite day of the week; Friday. Tonight you were supposed to go to your best friend England's house for movie night, just like always. You'd been friends for roughly eight years, maybe a bit longer. He was always there for you when you needed him.
You had started to take a liking to your old friend, who knows the reason. There was just something about him that made you... Happy. You collected your items and checked how you looked in the mirror one more time, then walked downstairs and outside, being sure to lock the door behind you. After a few minutes of walking, you got to England's house and knocked on the door in a certain pattern; the two of you had come up with it as a way to know who was at the door. You could hear a little bit of commotion, then a loud 'bump' from inside. A few moments later England opened the door, rubbing his head with a small grimace on his face.
"Did you trip, Iggy?" You asked, giggling a small bit.
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You twirl about happily on the dance floor, a soft, sweet ballad flowing through the ball room. Your long dress brushes the polished stone with each movement. You and your partner glide about, not a care in the world. He spins you gracefully, and you land in the arms of another. This man is much older than you, and much nicer dressed. The music stops and people clap, meaning there will be a short intermission before the next song starts.
The man before you bows slightly, and you curtsy. "Good evening, (Name)." he greets, his words slurred from wine.
"Good evening, your Majesty." you reply, not wanting to anger the king.
He smiles at you and pulls you aside from the dancing. "May I have a word with you?"
"Yes, your Majesty." It would be complete suicide to refuse the king anything he wants!
He leads you out to the garden, where red roses bloom happily in the summer night. You walk through the maze of bushes, silent, as was expected of anyone in the king's presence.
"You are a young lady
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"Excuse me, _______ -san, but what are you rooking at?” a quiet Asian voice whispered beside you. You jumped, surprised by the sudden voice. You quickly closed the window that you were searching on.
“Ah, Kiku! What are you doing here?” you laughed.
“I was searching for seh anime the schoor just got in,” he grinned, tilting his head so that his dark hair fell to one side. “So, pardon me for asking, but was sat the Red String of Faith myth that you were rooking at?”
Your face flushed a tad bit pinker. “Uhm, yes, it was.”
“I sought so. You know, sat is very popurar in my country. Do you berieve in it, ______?” Kiku asked, looking into your (e/c) eyes. You knew that look well. That was the one where he scrutinized every detail of your face, read the mood, and could tell when you were lying.
You looked down, gazing at the black keyboard in front of you. “Well, I think it’s interesting…” you said, your
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Your eyes fell upon a collection of nicer-quality paperbacks nestled amongst the thick hard covers, bright colors and bold titles identifying them as some of Shakespeare’s more popular works. Upon closer inspection you realized that they weren’t necessarily books at all, but manga volumes.
This was the perfect solution! You would still be reading the actual plays, but the drawings would put them into context and all of your problems would be solved! You withdrew Romeo and Juliet, the play you were supposed to read this week, and began to walk away, but an accented voiced stoppe
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The sandy blonde American rose up from his seat, the bowl filled with popcorn which was resting on his lap a few seconds earlier came flying in the air, showering a certain [Name] with its content.
"WOOT!!" he screamed "Did ya see that, [Name]? Second touch down today!! AWESOME!!"
"Yeah, Alfie." you replied in an annoyed tone, picking the popcorn from your [hair colour] hair. "Can you be careful, next time?" you added, popping some of the buttery goodness in your mouth and crushing it with a solid "crunch".
"I was: that's why you don't have chicken wings instead."
You sighed, but you let out a small laugh, while the green-eyed blonde next to you grumbled some insults to the American under his breath; he had been the victim of that one the year before.
"Chillax, bro! We're watching football here!" said Alfred, amicably punching his older brother's shoulder since you were leaning your elbows on your thighs, your back arc
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"Arthur! Let me in~" you whined. You heard a groan and footsteps approaching the door.
"Hello, _______________. What brings you here?" He asked, sounding slightly annoyed.
"It's Christmas eve, silly! I promised to spend it with you remember?"
He blushed. Was that really today?! "And I thought I told you don't bother." He said, not trying to be rude but doing so anyway. "I told you I don't do much for this holiday…"
You looked around his house. Boy, he wasn't kidding! You saw no sign of any kind of Christmas decorations. It was as if the holiday was non-existent in his house.
"You should be grateful I came!" You scolded. "Your house is so gloomy! Where are your decorations?"
Apparently, the words "I don't do much for this holiday" weren't registering in your head. "I haven't put them up, obviously."
"Because I'm just not in the Christmas spirit. I haven't been since…" He paused, an extremel
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"It Ends Tonight" by The All-American Rejects
(Haha It’s probably sooo not what you’re thinking btw. It has a “happy ending.”)
They strangle me.
“Arthur?” ____ asked quietly at the door. “Please, come out.” She stood at the door of my study. I had the door locked and all of the lights off but one measly lamp at the far end of the room. I didn’t want to talk. This is the day that pains me the most. I sat there tears silently streaming down my already tear stained face. I don’t know why this day pains me so much. America wasn’t my only colony that declared independence. Maybe it was because I raised him on my own. He was like my own child. But he left me. Alone. Only _____ saved me. Every year this happens. I know it kills her inside when July, 4th comes around and she sees me like this. Well no exactly sees but hears for I refuse to come out
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Their menacing eyes bore down on you. There was no escape. Your back to the wall and your enemies in front of you.
In all words, you were screwed.
"Well, Well. If it isn't Miss. (Name.) Why don't you just hand over the file and we'll let you go" The leader of the gang said.
"How about a no." you said.
"Fine. Get her." Two men from ran over to you.
"Bring it." ten years of self defense lessons better not fail you now.
Stupid 1 tried to tackle you. You lifted your foot and kicked him in the face, he went flying into a garbage can. Stupid 2 tried to punch, you bended back wards and dodged the punch. You grabbed his arms and kicked him in the knee and then in the face.
Two down, Two to go.
"Oh Feisty." The other two came at you at the same time and pinned you to t
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"Love please! Let me explain!" Arthur begged, practically in tears.
You shook your head and slung your bag over your shoulder, tears rolling down your cheeks "No! I don't want to hear it! Why don't you just go run off with Amelia? I'm sure you two will be very happy together." you slammed the door and ran off to your car.
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Her name was (Name) and she wasn’t a shy person. When she came over one day, her and Alfred sat on the couch the whole day playing video games. She was very polite though, and helped Arthur with whatever he needed. But Alfred would hug her and tease her. At times, they would get too close, and it bothered the Englishman.
Arthur walked in through the door, pulling at his tie and unbuttoning the top of his shirt. Running a hand in his shaggy blond hair, he sat his breifcase down by the door, and slips his shoes off. Looking over quickly, the girl was lying on the couch, asleep. He checked his watch, the time being past midnight. He hadn’t realized the t
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The nice cool air settled with a drizzle that patted the backs of all who paddled down the street, almost as if ushering them onwards towards their destination. So far, Channel 62 was keeping their prediction on "Weather on a need to know basis". Although the rain wasn't "Pouring down in buckets," per say more like falling through a tightly weaved strainer suspended above the sky.
The rain's puddles splashed at your feet with each step you took, thoroughly wetting your socks so that each step was taken with an accompanied squish.
Well, these socks were absolutely ruined.
But after all, rain was to London as green was to grass. Whatever the saying was.
You gave a small huff as you decided to duck into the next open shop. This rain really wasn't helping you, at all.
Your sneakers padded as you flew down the street , searching for an "Open" Sign. Why was it that every sign that lit
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Your eyes darted through the crowd until you saw that mess
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You've known Arthur and Alfred ever since you were little. You guys would always play with each other till sun down, the step brothers were your best friends. You had promised each other that the three of you would always be best friends. You sealed the deal with a friendship ring for each of you.
You could still remember the day the Brit and American made to you. You still even kept the ring on a silver chain which you wore everyday. You missed the days when you were young. No care in the world, girls still had cooties and there was no such thing as heartbreak.
Thumbing the ring that hung on your neck, you've remember how things have changed between you and the boys. Once you hit high school Arthur became much more distant, much to your displeasure since you developed a crush on the Brit. Instead you became closer with Alfred, who seemed to have stuck to the promise.
"Hey babe." Alfred greeted kiss you square on the lips.
"Hey." You softly said looking away from your boyfriend.
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You never cared much for it. It wasn’t your least favorite beverage, that spot belonged to the disgusting diet shakes your mother kept drinking and always begged you to try. Those were the worst by far!
That being said, tea still wasn’t that high on your list. You’d tried it before, and tried it again, but it just didn’t do anything for you.
No problem, you told yourself, Nobody says I have to drink it, right? And for a good portion of your life, that was true. No one would force you to drink if you didn’t want it, and most people didn’t really offer it to you anyway.
And then you made the error of falling for Arthur Kirkland.
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You paused in the middle of the road, panting heavily, hands on your knees. The first few drops of rain tainted the even tone of the asphalt, and slowly the memories came back to you, each one adding new weight to your soul.
Practically tearing into your jean pocket, you unwound your iPod and jammed the earbuds in, randomly selecting a song without really looking at the title. You just wanted to forget, to get away, anything. But the first hauntingly beautiful notes did anything but that. The rain fell faster.
She never slows down.
You never did. With everything that had happened, slowing down simply wasn’t an option anymore.
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You walk down the street in the heavy rain, sighing. Not long until youre home really. Well, that is if you consider a half hour walk not long.
Turning the corner, some lightning cracks above you chorused with the loud rumble of thunder. You decide to run for it, trying to get home as soon as possible. Youre already soaked through and home isnt as close as you hope in this weather.
as you turn the next corner, you realise where you are. This is Arthurs street. Cold from so much rain, you run up the steps to Arthur Kirklands front door, hammering on it and ringing the bell twice.
The Brits voice was loud as it echoed through the hallway and to the front door, Alright, alright, Im coming! You dont have to knock so bloody loudly! Pulling the door open, his irritated expression drops when he notices who it is, ________? Youre all wet
How nice of you to notice, Arthur, you say s
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Better tell them while they’re here ’cause
They just may run away from you
Arthur Kirkland had let himself fall into that pit of feelings one too many times for his liking in the long span of time he had been living, and after one time too many, he had sworn most emotions off, love being the primary one. He hadn’t thought the emotion would ever come back into his life, so it was only natural to have sworn it off, but then he didn’t count on you appearing in his life. He didn’t account for there possibly being one person in the entire universe that might be able to fit to him perfectly, almost like two conjoining puzzle pieces.
And now he didn’t know what to say, but he knew he wasn’t about to let you slip through his fingers. He wasn’t stupid enough to let you get away from him.
You’ll never know quite when, well
Then again it just depends on
How long of time is left for you
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Suddenly a large rumble of thunder shook the entire house, making your eyes fly open and a small squeak of surprise leave your lips. It wasn’t that you were afraid of storms, no that was too predictable for your tastes. It was just that the thunder had been getting closer and closer to the house for the past half hour, and it seemed that the storm had just caught up with you.
The light from the kitchen suddenly clicked off and you heard footsteps approach you. You smiled as you felt a pair of soft lips press themselves to your temple and for a moment you were able to forget about the storm as a warm teacup was pressed into your hands. Looking up, you found the very familiar fa
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“Arthur!” I called softly. He hadn’t been answering his phone and Alfred hadn’t been able to get in touch with his step-brother for the past few days. We were worried about him and I finally decided to come see what was wrong. I heard coughing from Arthur’s bedroom and hurried in. It was dark, which was very unlike the Englishman, and I couldn’t see much.
I walked to one of the windows and opened the curtains. I heard groaning from his bed. I turned and saw Arthur’s blonde hair sticking out from under his blankets. He went into another coughing fit before quieting down again. I walked to his bed and sat down on the edge.
“Arthur,” I sai