Hetalia X Reader Collection

Pub and Go! (Drunk!England X Reader)

*Songfic: Pub and Go!

~*~

Arthur wanted to go to the bar again.

“No.”

“Love, come on! Please?”

You turned the page of the book you were reading, seated comfortably in Arthur’s living room. You glanced up and met his emerald gaze with your own (e/c). “No.”

He threw up his hands. “Why the bloody hell not!?”

He knew perfectly well why, and you didn’t want to hurt his feelings, but you saw no other way around it. 

“Arthur, I hate to say this….but you know you can’t hold your liquor.”

Arthur crossed his arms over his chest.  “I can too! I promise I’ll behave!”

“No. Arthur Kirkland, do you remember the last time I took you to the bar?” 

He flinched. “I see your point. BUT. What if you ask Alfred to come along? Then, if I do get a little tipsy, you’ll have him to help you out!”

He must’ve been desperate if he was willing to ask for Alfred’s help. Arthur stared at you with those pleading green eyes, and you just couldn’t say no. You cursed the day you fell in love with the blond Brit. You narrowed your eyes. “If Allistor kicks you out again, I am not driving you home.”

~*~

You arrived at the pub fifteen minutes later, with Alfred by your side.
 
The American snickered as Arthur practically sprinted inside. “Dudette, did he really ask for me to come?”

“Sort of. I told him no until he suggested you come with us to help me keep an eye on him.”

“Oh. So I’m just your wingman?”

“Yup. Be glad I invited you in the first place, Al.” You slapped him on the back as you walked inside, and Alfred followed you in, resembling a kicked puppy. 

“That’s cold, (Name)….” He pouted, following you as you weaved between tables.
  
“You would’ve shown up as soon as you heard Arthur was here. You don’t miss a chance to videotape him drunk, and you know it.” 

“Okay, okay, that’s true.” 

Arthur was nowhere in sight, but you spotted Feliciano and Lovino Vargas seated by the small entertainment stage toward the front, by the bar itself. You nodded in the twins’ direction. “Is it okay if we sit there?”

Alfred shrugged. “Sure.” 

“Ciao Feli, Lovi,” you said as you strode up to their table. 

“Ciao, (Name),” Feli bubbled back, while Lovino just grunted and sipped from his wine.

“You mind if we sit?”

“Not at all! Make yourselves at home!” Feli pulled out a chair for you beside him, while Lovino scowled at Alfred, but allowed the blonde to drop into the chair beside him. “What brings you here?”
 
“Arthur,” you answered, then called out, “Hey Allistor! What can I do to get some service around here?”

Arthur’s brother appeared a minute later, raising an eyebrow and rolling his eyes. “Funny, lass. What’ll it be?” 

“I’ll take whatever Feli and Lovi are drinking. Alfred?”

“Just a beer, thanks.” Alfred glanced up at his adopted brother and smirked. “So, Alli, you haven’t seen Arthur around, have you?” 

“Don’ call me that. So it was you two who brought that git? I saw my brother pass through just a wee bit ago. Probably went over to Seamus. Ireland’s the only one who won’ kick ‘im out right away.”