Hetalia Oneshots

Don't Leave Me [Platonic!USUK]

"England!!"

The loud shouts of a little boy echo throughout the hollow house, causing the walls to vibrate and awaken the man on the other side. Immediately jumping out of his bed, England quickly dashes down the hall and heads towards the room where the screams came from. He stops for a minute to catch his breath before speed walking inside the little room, standing beside the crying boy, who was now hiding underneath the blanket. The taller, blond male slowly takes in a deep breath, evening out his breathing more, and gently uncovers the little boy with his free hand before speaking.

"What's the matter, love? Did you had a bad dream?"

Hearing the soothing voice of the Englishman, the boy instantly jumps into his arms and buries his face into his nightgown, trying his best to control his sobbing. England held him close to his chest as he carefully sat down on the little boy's bed, slowly sinking down on the mattress as he tenderly runs his thin fingers through the small, blond locks of hair. Small hushing sounds escape the older blond's lips as he gently rocks back and fourth to ease the young boy's crying, hoping it'll help him calm down a bit.

"Shh~! It's alright, America. Big brother's here..."

America's small hands firmly grasp onto England's shirt as he roughly rubs his face against it to wipe his tears away from his watery, blue eyes. He gradually lifts himself up, standing on top of England's lap, and covers half of his face at the crook of England's neck, his sobs slowly starting to even out on their own. Afraid England will leave him, he quickly looks up to his big brother and wraps his small, chubby arms around his neck, leaning his little head against his brother's.

"Please don't leave me, England!"

England blinks his green eyes a few times before looking down at the little boy, leaning back a bit to get a better look at him.

"Now why would I do ever do that?"

"You always leave before tucking me back into bed and I'm really scared of the dark. Plus monsters might come back to get me while I sleep and you won't be here to protect me from them. Please don't go, I'm just a kid!"

Slowly closing his eyes, England took in a deep breath and carefully leans back to lay across America's small bed, curling up beside him as he finds a comfortable position for the two of them. England hugs the little, blond boy close to him as he continues to run his fingers through his hair, planting a small kiss on top of America's head.

"Alright, I'll sleep here for the night. Now try to get some rest, it's really late and you should be sleeping by now."

Feeling safe and protected already, America curls up in a little ball and snuggles close to England, sighing happily as he closes his eyes to sleep. After a while, the Englishman tries really hard to keep awake, making sure his little brother falls asleep before him. He always fell asleep before America did and left him all alone with his scary thoughts the entire night. Looking down at America one last time, England smiles sleepily and rests his chin over the little boy's head as he slowly drifts into slumber with him.