Hetalia X Reader [The Dating Life]

Your Career (England)

Your POV:

"And that's how you make a potion to heal a scar." You said, putting the shiny liquid inside a glass bottle.

"Huh, didn't know you could even make a potion for that sort of thing."

"Now you know. Some people can't bear to see their physical scars. Might as well help them out. It's the least I can do."

"You being a witch and all, is it what you do for a job?" Arthur asked.

"Um... yeah, sure. I guess you could say that." You said, being unsure on what you should actually say. "Look at the time! You're going to be late for your meeting. You must head on out or you're going to be late."

"Oh, I didn't notice. I'll go then. See you later, love." He said, giving you a kiss.

In reality, you were the one going to be late for work.

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His POV:

That whole meeting was a complete disaster! Stupid France, always interrupting me. Who does he think he is?

My thoughts were stopped by seeing a big gathering of people and police cars. Curiosity got the best of me, like most people, and I went to see what was going on. I squished through the crowd and upon reaching what the center of attention was, I nearly fainted. Right there on the ground was a lifeless body.

"Alright everyone, back up! Nothing to see here! Go home!" A police officer said, making everyone step back a few steps. I sneaked passed him and got a closer look, suddenly, a white sheet covered the body.

"I'm sorry, sir. But you have to lea-" I looked up. It was (Y/N). "Arthur? What are you doing here?" She asked.

"I should be asking you that. What are you doing?"

"I was going to tell you, but I didn't know if it was safe to even tell you what I actually do for a living. It's a bit risky, but there's no hiding it now. I'm a private investigator. You know, solving crimes and stuff."

"You mean a detective? Like Sherlock."

"I guess you can say that."

"Wait, isn't this a dangerous job? In the count of you trying to solve crimes and the people who committed them trying to stop you from knowing the truth?"

"Yep. But as long as you're smarter than the criminal, everything is fine. I'll be okay, so please, don't worry at all."

"I'm not going to stop you from doing your job, but don't think for a minute that I'm not going to worry, love."

"As expected. I love you, but I have to get back to work on this murder case. You should head home and rest. Hey, Ailsa! One of the witnesses here said that the possible murderer was wearing a big, blue jacket. Sky blue, around 20-30s years of age, and wearing round glasses. Keep an eye out. We already sent out a group to search around the city. If this idiot was going take a life that wasn't theirs, they could have at least been less obvious about it..."

"You're busy now, so, I'll head home then. Be careful, love."

"I will and you be careful too. And please do me a small favor, keep an eye out as well. The more, the better. Thanks."

"Okay." I gave her a kiss and continued on.

Ah, she's so amazing...

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