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Chapter 9- Drunk Love- EnglandXReader

You walked into the bar with a  slight swagger. It was virtually empty, except for a man in a stool and the bartender.

"Stupid Alfred..." The man squeaked, his words slurred. You walked over and plopped yourself right next to him.

"Ello there, madam. What can I get you?" The bartender asked.

"Just some water." You reply. "I'm not really in the mood to have to deal with a hangover tomorrow." He nods and turns to get you some. You stare at the man sitting beside you. He was hiccuping and mumbling under his breath.

Poor guy, you think to yourself. I wonder if I can help.

"Sir?" You ask kindly. He looks up and stares at you for a moment.

"What?" He answers.

"Do you have a ride home?" You question.

"My car's outside." He replies.

"Are you planning on driving yourself home?" You ask him.

"Yes." He says.

You sigh and pat his back. "Sir, if you please, would you please do be so kind is to let me take you to my house? You could stay in the guest room, because you certainly don't have the mind to be driving right now."

He stares at his empty glass for a little while, then nods. "Thank you." He states, replying kindly. You nod, finish up your water and stand.

"Sir, I suggest we get going." You say, standing up. He nods and wobbles, handing you his keys. You open the door for him as he walks out. He smiles and wobbles out of the door. You follow him to his car and get into the driver's seat of the car. He hops into the passenger's seat and you start up the car, beginning to drive to your house.

When you arrive, you lead him to the guest room and lay him down on the bed. You write a not and stick it on his face, so he wouldn't wake up in a stranger's house without knowing he had come there willingly.

You walked out of the room, flickering the light off. You smiled to see him asleep instantly. You shut the door as you walked to your own bedroom.

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The next morning, you awoke and walked into the kitchen you began to make breakfast: for two this time. You smiled as you heard footsteps walk down the hallway. You turn your head to see the man from yesterday.

"Morning, sleepyhead." You say, waving. He winces and looks at you for a moment. He begins to rub his eyes. "Keep staring, I might do a trick." You joked.

He blinked once, then twice, and then a third time. "Sorry, madam. I didn't expect the kind stranger to be female, much less a pretty one." He stated. You blushed a little and looked at him.

"What's your name, sir?" You asked.

"Arthur." He replied. He bowed, grabbing your hand and kissing it. "Pleasure to meet you. Your name would be?"

You blushed a bit more. "______." You answered. He smiled and stood back up straight, keeping your hand locked with his. He winked and smirked. Your hand began to feel clammy and cold. You shook inside your shoes, nervous. You stared into his deep green eyes, paralyzed in your spot.

He cupped your face with the other one of his hands. He rubbed his thumb on your cheek. He stepped forward and you stepped back, a little afraid of what he was planning. He kept moving forward until you were forced onto the wall. You smiled and let go of your hand, grabbing your waist with it. He moved the other off of your cheek and onto the wall.

"Sir? What are you doing?" You ask, confused,

He smiled and kissed the top of your forehead. "I'm expressing me feelings, beautiful." He kissed your cheek, making your whole body turn blood red.

What am I feeling in my heart? You thought to yourself. I've only just met him, and yet, I feel so many feelings for him.

You grabbed his face with your hands and looked down. You saw his smile, how white it was. You saw how luscious and voluminous his lips looked. You wondered how they would feel, pressed against yours. You took a deep breath, closed your eyes, and leaned into him. Your noses almost touched as you stopped and opened your  eyes. You saw how you both had the same look in your eyes.

You closed your (e/c) eyes again and finshed up closing the space between the two of you. You interlocked your lips with his and enjoyed every minute of it.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!

The smoke alarm went off, signalling that you had burnt your food. You oulled away quickly and went to take it out of the oven.

"Look at that!" You screech at the blackened food. "All ruined!"

You feel his hand wrap around your waist and you feel his breath beat against your neck. You began to hear his soft whispers echo throughout your ear.

"That's okay, I wasn't really hungry for that anyways." He crowed. He kissed your cheek and smiled. "I'm hungry for you..."

You turned quickly and smiled. You winked and went back to kissing him.

Ever so softly,

Sweetly,

Kindly,

Tenderly.