My Little Devil (devil!england x sick!reader)

Together Forever

Good end
I looked up at him and smiled. "I l-love you t-too A-Arthur." I said with final breath.

Arthur broke into tears as of now I was dead. But Arthur wouldn't give up that easily.

3rd person POV
Arthur got up from the ground. He had a tear stained face. Arthur gently put (f/n)'s dead body on the ground and ran out of the room. Arthur ran all the way to the torture chamber where he suspected Alfred was; giving punishment to Amelia. And he was right because he heard Amelia's screams.

Alfred and Amelia looked at the opening door to see a half blood covered Brit. Arthur heavily panted,"Alfred. I need you." Alfred accepted and followed Arthur out the door; leaving Amelia to wither in pain by herself.

"Yes Arthur?" Alfred said as soon as the door was closed. "I need you to turn (f/n)." Arthur said with a look of pleading in his forest green eyes. Alfred laughed,"Ha! So you DID fall in love with her! I knew it!"

Arthur blushed,"Sh-shut up you git! So what if I did?!" Alfred put up his hands as if saying he means no harm. "Hey, calm down dude." Arthur sighed.

"I know you are in the middle of punishing Amelia, but you are the only one who can turn a contracted human into a demon." Alfred knew this to be true because only the demon king/queen could turn them into demons if contracted.

"Please Alfred. I'm begging you. I can't live without her!" Arthur pleaded. Alfred sighed in defeat,"Okay okay. Just chill, dude."

Then they headed to the room where (f/n) lay. Alfred and Arthur stood over the dead human as Alfred began to turn her.

~Le time skip by Iggy's eye brows~

Reader-chan's POV
My eyes slowly opened to a dark room. The light was off, and the sky was black. 'It must be night...' I drearily thought. When I tried to move, I felt something unnatural. I froze. Not wanting to move.

I heard footsteps come closer to the door. The small amount of light that came from the door was covered by the silhouette of someone's feet from the crack under the door.

The knob slowly twisted open; as if, the person behind the door did not want to wake me up. The door creaked open ever so slowly. Crrrreeeaaaakkkk.

I closed my eyes; not sure if I should trust the person who entered the room. I heard a sigh. 'Probably male. Must be one that is impatient depending on the sigh.'

The man walked up to me and brushed a piece of (h/c) behind my ear ever so gentle. Another sigh escaped his lips. "Won't you wake up soon love?" That British accent that I loved ever so much said. I knew in an instant who it was. 'Arthur.'

I heard him start to walk away until I grabbed his sleeve; causing him to stop. He looked back at me. I saw shock and worry in his green eyes. Green mixed with (e/c) for a second. Then he rushed to me and wrapped me into a very tight hug that would put (angel) Alfred's hugs to shame.

I felt the weird, unnatural things on my back move, and froze. Arthur felt me tense up as he released me and looked at me. "What's wrong love?" He asked. I said nothing, but my eyes told it all. Arthur sighed and moved to turn on the light.

The light blinded me for a few seconds until everything came into view. In the room I saw a United Kingdom flag hang on the wall across from me. The bed I was in was covered in a UK blanket on top of a green sheet. The pillows were white. Nothing on the bed matched, yet it did in a way. The bed was in the middle of the room. Next to me on the right was a lamp on a bedside table and a window next to it. There were a few dressers and vanities here and there with a few items with the British flag on them. 'Wow, Arthur sure is obsessed with his (I'm guessing) home country.'