Norway X Abused! Reader - Angel

2. Old Scars Won't Wash Away

Sorry I haven't posted even though I told myself I was meant to post 5 yesterday's ago I'm an awful person ;;;;;;u;;;;;;;; I should have finished the England X Reader before this but I didn't ;7; I have to post and read over this really quickly because my family and I are going on holiday to Wales from England tomorrow, or today depending when you read. I have no idea whether we're going to have good Internet or not, so if it's crappy, I probably won't post for a week. Hopefully, it is good internet though, because I love to hear from you guys!

I'll buy all souvenirs (maybe, I have no money uwu)

Anyway, enjoy!

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(F/N) felt a warmth like no other. She snuggled into what she assumed to be bedsheets, forgetting about everything else around her and just focusing on the wonderful feeling she had. She could hear voices from a distance away.

"What do we do when she wakes up?" One soft voice asked.

"We'll need to patch up her wounds first." A deeper voice replied.

"And she needs a bath, she's got dirt all over her." A young voice sighed.

"Emil!" The soft voice said in a scolding tone.

"The King of Europe will look after her!" A loud voice shouted. "Plus she's pret-" The loud voice was cut off and replaced with the sound of choking.

"I'll look after her." A colder, more monotone voice said.

"O-Of course you will Nor!" The loud voice managed to squeeze out while presumably still being choked. "Someone's fallen in loovvee- ack!" The voice was cut off again, until after a couple of seconds the silence was replaced by coughing. Footsteps came closer and (F/N) felt the bed or perhaps sofa she was lying on sink as a new weight was added to it. Then she felt a hand being placed on the top of her head and stroke her hair lightly. (F/N)'s body instantly tensed at the touch, though she regretted it instantly.

"Is she waking up?" The softer voice asked, getting louder as its bearer came closer. Now (F/N) couldn't pretend to be asleep any longer. Now she'd have to face them, they'd realise they didn't want her and they'd throw her out. She opened her eyes and saw five people crowded around her with curious eyes. She instantly felt uncomfortable at the closeness of them and sat up, shuffling as far back into the couch as she could. She closed her eyes tight and covered her head in fear to try to protect herself from any hits they might throw.

"Don't worry! We just want to help you, sweetie!" The soft voice said, holding out his hands cautiously. (F/N) opened her eyes slightly to peak at the five males. The one who had tried to calm her down had violet eyes and soft blonde hair. His face looked kind and he gave (F/N) a smile as their eyes met. The second one stood right behind the first, he had a cold gaze that made (F/N) shrink back even more. Apart from that, he had blonde hair and blue, steely eyes.

The next had spiky blonde hair and joyful blue eyes. He had a mischievous grin pasted on his face and was rubbing his neck; he was probably the one who had been choking. A smaller teen was stood next to him with a slightly fed up look on his face. His hair was platinum blonde and his eyes were purple. A puffin sat comfortably on his shoulder with a red bow tie tied around its neck. Finally the last was sat next to (F/N). His icy, blue-eyed gaze bore into her making her heart skip a beat. It didn't take long to realise this was the same man who'd found her earlier. The man she'd described as an angel. His hair was blonde and had a hair curl extending to the side as well as a yellow cross hair pin in his hair. His eyes were emotionless.

(F/N) shrunk back as the attention was concentrated fully on her. Panic arose in her chest and she felt tears fill her eyes.

".. I-I'm sorry.. Please don't hurt me.." She stuttered out, her voice barely a whisper. The five all gave her looks of pity.