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born to be the second king (pt 2)

Yeah,part 2.

Y'all know the drill.

Imma just-

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*Scotland's pov*

It's been a month.

A whole month with this man.

I couldn't stay without him.

I don't know what's gotten into me.

The first week was nice.
We spent a lot of time togheter.
I learnt that he was somewhat like my brother. He was the master of the Ireland island. I learnt a lot about his culture,for example he really liked the color green,and there was a day every year when who didn't wear green would get pinched.
He was a really funny man. I learnt that rainbows hid treasures at the end of their bow and that the Ireland sea was full of stories and miths as well as their forests.

He enjoyed talking about his home.
And i enjoyed listening to every story.
After the first week passed i admitted that i enjoyed his company and that we could be friends.

After that he came four times a week and we would hang out and have fun. He brought me some beers once and we laughed 'till morning. One time he brought a strange green suit with him and he started dancing all of a sudden while putting on a show.

I simply loved his company.

There were times when he came because of my brother.

Those were the bad times.

I always hated my brother for many reasons. But spending time with my best friend?

He wasn't going to take that away from me.

Not like everything else.

That joke i made,of Ireland kissing England.

Now i just can't imagine what could have happened if he really lost the bet and did what i told him.

I can't imagine him with anyone else but me.

This is weird.

Is this what friendship is supposed to be like?

This feelings i have....are they bad?

"Scot?"

I heard him from under the tree. He was sitting on it for some reason.
Like me,he loved nature. And liked spending time outside.

"Yes,Iry?"

"....you still haven't told me about the confinement."

Oh,right. That stupid bet.
Guess i didn't really think about it,huh?

"Ok. What do you want to know?"

"Why are you stuck inside the forest? Isn't it...lonely? I mean- at least when i'm not around."

I tried avoiding his gaze for a few seconds.

"....yes. It was. I....England."

"What did he do?" he leaned on his arms to look at me.

"He's.....i'm...."

Should i tell him?
He hates my brother.
What if i tell him he's my brother and he hates me? Would he leave me for something like that?

I don't want to be alone again.

"I was....a servant. His personal servant. He was...like a brother to me. But one time we had a fight. It was so bad that he banished me from the castle. He told me he never wanted to see my face again. And that's why i'm here."

He got closer to me.
He jumped off the tree's branch and sat beside me. Then he took my hand in his and stood there,quiet.

I don't know why he did that.
But his silence was comforting. Relaxing. I could feel empathy coming from him.

"I am a servant too. A mere servant in his eyes." he whispered. "When he arrived on my land and declared dominion i couldn't do anything to stop him. My people got enslaved one by one and my beautyful meadows and forests got cut down and replaced by new cities and walls."

He looked at me. His soft hand entangled in mine. For a moment something sparked between us. I don't know what it was but it disappeared as soon as we noticed it.

He then got up and smiled at me.

"Well then. I got to go. See you tomorrow!"

And so he ran.

I smiled looking at his back.

Then something heavy hit my head.

And i blacked out.

*Ireland's pov*.

The next day....

I got up extremely happy that morning.

Today was the day.

After spending approximately a month with that boy i finally know.

This must be love.

We spent so much time together and i want to stay more with him.

So today i will activate the mission "take-Scot-to-my-land" or TSTML.

If i can take him away from England he will be free to go wherever he wants. And i will show him around my land and maybe live with him as roommates and maybe.....

"EEEEK!" i squealed.

My fantasy is going too wild.
It's only been one month.

Anyway.

I walked to the forest as soon as i could. On my way there i overheard a conversation between two girls near the pond.

"Are you sure? And he's single?"

"Yeah! The king is looking for a bride for his brother! That way he will become king of the land beside ours! I'll go to the ball too!"

King? Brother?
The king has a brother?

I don't know why or how but for some reason i immediately thought of Scot. I remember him telling me that word when talking about England. "Brother". What if he did something to him? What if Scot is in danger?

I ran to the palace as fast as i could.
When i arrived i asked to be brought to the king. And here he was.

"...Scot?"

He turned around and looked at me.
His eyes red. He had probably been crying. His face was paler than usual. When i see england i swear i'm going to beat him to death.

"Iry?"

England stepped in. His face as stern as ususal. I've always hated that face.

"Ireland. What a pleasant surprise. It seems like you met my little brother,haven't you?" he got closer to Scotland and touched his arm.

For some reason that really pissed me off.

"Stay away from him."

"Ireland what are you doing here." i heard Scotland say. His voice rough from crying. He was almost trembling.

"Scot,why didn't you tell me you were England's brother?"

"I thought- i thought you would be mad at me and....and wouldn't talk to me again. I was scared...."

"Scot- i could never compare you to England. You're the exact opposite of him! You're so kind and nice and beautyful and i can't stop loving who you are. You're the bestest friend i've ever had! And....i love...you."

Huh? What's happening?
I feel dizzy.
Is Scotland yelling?
Why is it so blurry?

I think i'll rest my eyes a bit...

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Part 3 coming not so soon

Bye stay safe lol