All You Gotta Do Is Listen (England X Reader)

2: Stay For A While

Story by: WaffleNeko

•Your POV•

Me? Neighbors with a country? Me? Good friends with a country? Would this even work out? How am I supposed to know what he likes? He'd just be thinking that I'm a regular old huma-

I was cut off from my thoughts as fingers started to snap in front of my face.

"Uh, love? Are you okay? You're spacing out again," He muttered the last sentence.

"N-No! It's fine. I'm okay..." I smiled sheepishly.

"So, would you like to come in?" He gestured me to come in his house.

"Y-Yeah, sure..." Oh no, stranger danger! But he's my age– and he's hot so...

I went in and saw that everything was in a vintage style. It was kinda like a grandma's house, but more modern, I guess. There were also record plaques and a red guitar hung on the wall.

"Cool..." I muttered. I smiled at him and I placed the freshly picked flowers in a (coincidently) empty flower vase as he smiled back.

"Yes, cool it is. Ah, how I miss the golden ages." Arthur faced me and smiled.

'Easy for you to say... You're immortal and you don't age...' I thought.

"Oh, please do sit," He gestured you to sit on the couch. You sat on the couch while he sat on one of the recliners located next to it. He grabbed his small plate and the teacup on it on the coffee table and took a sip.

"So tell me (y/n)," He placed back the teacup on the small plate, "Why were you skipping near a murder scene earlier?"

"Oh, well I was skippin-... Wait, a MURDER SCENE?!" I almost fell off the position I was sitting at, if that was even possible.

"Yes. It seemed like you were skipping happily on the sidewalk near a murder scene. That's how you met me, I was investigating. I'm an investigator for this country, really. So why were you there? Are you one of the suspects? Were you skipping happily because of the great success you had escaping the murder? Are you really the 'Jack The Ripper'?" He suspected me, I felt uncomfortable but at the same time I wanted to stay with him.

AN: Yup. Black Butler reference. Jack The Ripper AKA the fabulous Grell Suttcliffe :D

"First of all, I just came from school that time, I study at a university here, and in fact, it was my first day! Second of all, who the hell is Jack The Ripper? And my name is (y/n), not Jack!" I protested. How could he?! We just met and he's already suspecting me that I'm some kind of murderer?!

"Hm. Well, I see that reason acceptable," He was surprised. He walked over and leaned close to my ear, "But I'll keep an eye on you..." He whispered huskily.

I felt my face heat up while he went back to his original position.

"Oh, and by the way, love. Aren't you surprised that I'm a country?" He asked. UH, NO. IT'S NOT LIKE I FREAKED OUT.

"W-Well, I am surprised that we're neighbors now. It's not every day I get to bump in to a country," I chuckled, "And I do find it a big deal, but it's not something to brag about. After all, I do have to make you feel like a human, too. It's nothing superior about it to me, either, well, other than representing this country. But it's unfair to treat someone differently, and I probably know how all you countries already feel..." I smiled.

"Y-You do?" He raised his huge brows.

"You all have your tops and turvies in life. You feel sad for making the choices, don't you? For being immortal?"

"Y-Yes, h-how did an ordinary human like you happen to find out?"

Ouch. Did he just call me ordinary human?

"And, you wouldn't happen to study at (insert random school here), right?"

"I study there, why?"

"Because. I'm a teenager by looks and everyone doesn't really know that I'm a country. So we're schoolmates now!"

"W-What?" I stuttered. Great. More country business. How great.

"And by the looks of your schedule", he grabbed the I.D card from the I.D sling of my neck and took a quick glance.

"It looks like we're classmates! In every class!" He gave the material back and gave me a cheeky smile.

"Why? Aren't you already fully educated? Why at my school?!" I questioned. The fact that he's slowly getting close to me scared me for a person I just met.

"Something weird is happening in that school. And because I'm an investigator— and one of the top ones, may I add– I have to investigate. Will you accept my offer on you helping me around?" He smirked at me. HOW CAN LIFE HATE ME MORE?!

"I-... Uhhh..."

"Reward is 10,000,00 pounds.l

What. The. Actual. Fuck. This is too much, but of course I need the money for my personal needs at home without mom and dad!

I groaned, "fine!"

He smiled at me and I just crossed my arms. What did I do in life to get at this point?

'A country detective who's gonna be side by side with me at school? This is going to be fun...?'

To Be Continued...

Finally a murder mystery type of 'X Reader'! Ohhh, this is going to be exciting~! And it's only the second chapter...