Hetalia One Shots (Finished)

England x Reader (Smut)

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Ok so a reminder to you all, I don't own Hetalia or the pictures. All of that goes to the respective owners. I also need requests so please people give me some, also I'm willing to accept and review some plot requests if you guys have any. Not guaranteeing they all will be used, but i most likely will use most of them.

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WARNINGS: Smut, slight BDSM, and Some language, because well, you know, it's England. And terrible food. I shall start planning your funeral for next Sunday. Jk. It's not that bad.

(Your P.O.V)

I sat there on the sofa, reading a book from one on my favorite series. Fifty Shades of Grey. I bit my lip as i was getting to my favor part. Yes, It's not my first time reading it. Don't judge. I was trying to pass the time, waiting for Arthur to come home. He's been very distant lately. We've been together for three years. What if he's getting tired of me? What if he's....No stop thinking this. Focus on the book. Arthur would never do that to me. He's too much of a gentleman. He has more class than that. Right...? Focus on the book!

I mentally scolded myself. I turned my attention back to the book as I finally reached my favorite part. I always thought about what it would be like to be with someone that kinky. Arthur was always so gentle and made sure I was comfortable. Which there is nothing wrong with that, but sometimes I want to experiment. I never brought that up to him though. I might hurt his feelings. He probably doesn't even know I read these types of book. He'd probably die from shock if he ever saw my collection of fan-fiction and yaoi on Wattpad. I should start writing fan-fictions about us on there. Anyway, enough braking the fourth wall.

I closed my eyes as I vividly imagined what that would be like with Arthur. The sound of the front door opening, snapped me out of my fantasy. I marked my page and quickly tried to hide the book before Arthur came in. I hid it underneath a couch pillow next to me and smiled up at him. He made his way into the living room and sat next to me. He was sweating and his face was slightly red, which made me worried. He refused to make eye contact with me and rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"Ello love," He said, still staring at the floor. I tried to hide my worry by smiling a small smile.

"Hey Arthur, are you feeling ok?" I asked, giving into my worry. He finally met my gaze. His emerald green eyes shined beautifully in the candle light. I had set up candles around me and turned off the lights when I decided to read. He took a deep breath and glanced to the floor before meeting my gaze once more.

"(Y/N).. there's something I've been meaning to tell you.. But I was scared of what would happen if I did, but France finally convinced me to tell you." He said in a serious tone. That made my heart drop. He's been hanging out with France? Secrets? France told him to tell me? France is always fighting with him but they seemed to have died down with it when they started hanging out with each other. I have always noticed France flirting with him. Have they...? Oh no...

I met Arthur's gaze sadly. My posture noticeably changed. I tensed visibly and my shoulders slightly fell. Arthur must not have noticed, and if he did, he said nothing.

"I've been wanting to tell you this for a while (Y/N), and now the I can, please hear me out." He said pleadingly. At that moment, Arthur stood up, then dropped down onto one knee and took my hand into his. I looked down at him confused before I finally out two and two together. I covered my mouth with my free hand, feeling tears prick in the corners of my eyes. His eyes locked with mine and his gaze never wavered. I noticed his boost of confidence.