Britain x reader boyfriend senario's

he's cooking..... again

I drew the art.its an old piece so I should update it. the base is you sorry for not drawing clothing but you can fill in whatever you like.

I came home from work as I opened the door, I was overwhelmed by the smell of something burning. ....

Realization hit me.Iggy is probably cooking

He walks over to me. Planting a kiss on my cheek.

Britain: hello love. How was work?

(Y/n): Arthur! Something is burning!!

Britain: no I'm just making scones -.-^

(Y/n): I don't know if you realize it but uh...

I pointed towards the now full of a black smoking kitchen.making him look into that direction

Britain: bloody hell. My scones!!

I sighed. As his panic cases him to run towards the scene

(Y/n): no matter how many years will pass.He probably never learns to cook property.

Flying Mint bunny comes in my direction.

Flying Mint bunny: I'm afraid so.

I petted his fluffy head.

(Y/n): don't worry. I'll cook dinner for us.

Flying Mint bunny: okay.

He lay down on my (h/l)(h/c) hair.

(Y/n): hey there little guy. What are you doing?

Flying Mint bunny: your hair is so soft

He nuzzled it.

I giggled.

(Y/n): Hey! That tickles

Flying Mint bunny: can I stay up here?

(Y/n): how can I say no to you

Arthur had opened all of the windows to clear the smoke. Which was gone now. He walked out

(Y/n): you need a break, Arthur. Let me take care of this.

Before he could protest I walked to the kitchen.with flying Mint bunny riding along on my head.

Short time skip.

Britain flying Mint bunny and I took place at the table. Eating the by me made (dish of choice) for you and Arthur and for flying Mint bunny a plate full of carrots.

I just like the idea of that fluffball sitting at the table as well. So kawaii :3

Arthur looked down at his plate frowning at it. As he took a bite of his food

I looked up at him. Feeling bad for the brit. I took his hand in mine gently squeezing it. But his gaze doesn't leave its spot

(Y/n): don't worry iggy. It happens to the best of us. You just need a little practice that's all

He sighed.and finally made contact with my (e/c) eyes

Britain: be honest with me (Y/n)

you don't like my food now. do you?

(Y/n): what! No, no, no that's not what I meant!

Honestly, I like your food but when it's not burned. ... •.•^

Britain:. .....

I hate to see him like this. I want to cheer him up. I powdered for a sec. Oh, I know maybe I can teach him how to cook.

I spoke breaking the Awkward silence among us.

(Y/n): Hey you know what. Tomorrow we're going to make fish and chips together. How does that sound?

Britain: sounds lovely.

He looked me in my (e/c) eyes again cracked a small smile. After a while, out of nowhere he started to grin.

(Y/n): whats so funny?

Britain: you know it's impolite to not answer someone's question love.

(Y/n): what? ...

I raised an eyebrow in confusion

Britain: when you walked in. I asked how work was

(Y/n): oh yes. It was pretty ok.

nothing special happened.

Or no actually their has -

And so we chatted on until we finished dinner.