Hetalia x Reader Oneshots

If I Could Tell Him (England x America's Sister! Reader)

(I changed some of the lyrics to the song. This was because some of the things didn't sound like things that England would do)

"Heya Dudette! How ya doing sis?!"

"Alfred," I replied bluntly. He may have been my brother but he was a pain in the neck at points in time.

"Guess what? I just won the revolution!"

"That's just peachy for you isn't it?!" I shouted back, closing the book I had been reading and standing up.

"Woah, what's up with you, Dudette?!"

"You only ever think about yourself, don't you?! Did you even think about how heartbroken Arthur will be right now?!" I shouted again. I then stood up and walked out the house, making my way to Arthur's.

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I knocked on the door to Arthur's house, a box of cupcakes in my hand. I had bought them on my way there for him as a sorry present for Alfred winning the war. I didn't have to wait very long as the door was soon opened by Arthur himself, "Love? What brings you here?"

"I wanted to give you these," I replied holding out the box of cupcakes to him, " I know they're not handmade but I wanted to make you feel better somehow."

"Thank you, Love," he responded, taking them from my hand before leading me inside. We sat down in the living room and he immediately went to get some tea for the two of us. When he returned, I decided to say what had been on my mind since I arrived, "You know, it may not seem like it but Alfred really looks up to you, Arthur. I know he just gained his independence from you but he still looked up to you," I spoke, taking a sip of the tea from the cup he had handed me.

"Really? I find that hard to believe. If he looked up to me, why did he want to leave?"

"I ignored his statement and carried on, He said; that there's nothing like your smile, sort of subtle and perfect and real. Then he also said; You never knew how wonderful that smile could make someone feel. He knew that even you with you being a gentleman, can still have a punk side," I continued, "But he kept it all inside his head, what he saw he left unsaid and though he wanted to, he couldn't talk to you. He couldn't find the way, but he would always say; If I could tell him, tell him everything I see. If I could tell him, how he's everything to me, but we're a million worlds apart and I don't know how I would even start. If I could tell him, If I could tell him."

"Did he say anything else?" Arthur asked, placing his now empty cup down on the tea table. (Arthur refuses to call it a coffee table because 'tea is the superior beverage') I followed also placing my now empty cup on the tea table, "About you?" I asked, slightly shocked that he wanted to hear about the country that had just defeated him in a war.

"Never mind, I don't really care."

"No, no, no, he said so many things, I'm just trying to remember the best ones. He thought you looked really cool, er- It looked pretty cool when you put indigo streaks in your hair," I pulled out a photo of Arthur that Alfred had taken a while ago of him with a purple streak in his hair.

"He did?! He was always saying that I should get rid of it!"

"And he wondered how you learned to dance like all the rest of the world isn't there. But he kept it all inside his head, what he saw he left unsaid. If I could tell him, tell him everything I see. If I could tell him, how he's everything to me."

"But we're a million worlds apart."

"And I don't know how I would even start if I could tell him. If I could tell her, but what do you do when there's this great divide?"

"He just seemed so far away."

"And what do you do when the distance is too wide?"

"I think I don't know anything."

"And how do you say I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you? But we're a million worlds apart and I don't know how I would even start. If I could tell him if I could."

"Love, you didn't have to do all this just to confess your feelings."

"W-What?! How did you know that was my intention?!" I asked him, shocked.

"I didn't, I was guessing," he replied, smirking, "But, now I know it's the truth," he continued walking up to me and taking my cheek in his hand, "It's okay. I love you too."

After hearing those four words, I flung myself onto him and kissed him, wrapping my arms around his neck. I soon felt him wrap his arms around my waist. We broke off a few minutes later, "I love you, Arthur."

"I love you too. You're the complete opposite of Alfred and I love you like that."

"And I love you the way you are as well," With that, I leaned up and kissed him again.