Nothing simpler (NetherlandsXReader)Tim tapped his foot impatiently, grinding another cigarette into the brick surface of the low wall he was currently sitting on. Fruitlessly, he checked his watch again, one of his legs jiggling up and down to try and release some of his tension.More Like This
Where the hell were you?! The two of you had agreed to meet up an hour ago and you’d showed neither hide nor hair. Chewing on the end of his cigarette, he tried lighting the tip of it, but missed in his bad mood, singing the tips of his long, pale fingers.
You smiled widely, spotting the strange hair and telltale white and blue striped scarf of your friend. Just on time you thought, as you heard the bell tower behind you strike the half hour. “Hey! Tim!” You cried, waving as you came closer to your Dutch friend.
He looked up irritatedly, his glare making you falter in your steps towards him. Had you done something to upset him? But you’d only just got here!
Tim scowled at you, though he was happy to see you hadn’t