The Sides Unseen (Hetalia: England One-Shots)

Hidden Messages (England X Reader) [One-Shot]

Hidden Messages (England X Reader) [One-Shot]

A/N: Oh my GAWD! It’s so fluffy I’m gonna die! Hehe :3 Anyway, here’s a one-shot for your guys (yeah I know I’ve doing nothing but one-shots lately but their so much fun to write! Especially the fluffy ones X3) But I got this inspiration from a video I found on YouTube called the desk and its just soooo cute~ Definitely a video to see if you can that is. Anyway, please do enjoy and don’t be afraid to comment and/or fav! Thank you so much!

Translation:

Baka – Idiot

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As you watched the rain pour down onto the pavement outdoors, you couldn’t help but to sigh out of boredom. The droplets splattered against the pane before you leaving a trail of wet tracks that made the pane looked as if it was shattered. Sighing again, you blew some of your annoying hair out of your vision only to hear the door open and close leaving you whipping your head over towards that direction. But alas, it wasn’t the person you were hoping to pop through that blasted door.

In fact, it has been nearly over an hour since your friend left you in the public library saying that she would return shortly. But, of course, that wasn’t the case. So it left you in a rut, a boring one at that. Not to mention, you already read through the book that you got so it was kind of pointless to even take it home now.

“Where is she already?” You whined to yourself for the millionth time now.

Grabbing for the nearest pencil, you began to tap a small quiet rhythm on the surface of your worn down desk. Bringing you attention down to it, you noticed small little scratches at the top right hand corner. Although they weren’t scratches, in fact, they look like letters. No, words. Getting a better look, you leaned closer only to furrow your eyebrows in confusion.

"Good day, love.”

“Okay…” You breathed while running your fingers over the words, feeling the hard ruts that were made by the mysteries person. Picking up your pencil you decided to leave a small message for this person although you doubted that they will even find it.

“Uh good afternoon, destroying public property, eh?”

Smiling at your little comment you soon heard the door open revealing your long lost friend who you had thought died on her voyage outside. You quickly picked up your things that were scattered around the desk only to feel a small tap on your shoulder. Looking up, you found your friend giving you the apologetic look after all she was very late and probably felt bad about it.

“Hey, [f/n],” She smiled nervously. “Sorry about the wait, I got stuck behind a slow driver…”

“Yeah, sure,” You teased with a smile.

“I did, okay!” She huffed, crossing her arms. “Not to mention its pouring outside!”

“I was just messing with you Ana,” You laughed standing up.

“Yeah whatever,” She sighed before turning around and made way towards the door. “Come on, let’s get going before the rain gets worse…”

“Yeah okay,” You shrugged your bag over your shoulder with ease before making you way after her with a small smile. You couldn’t wait to see what would happen with your small message. Will someone answer it? Or will it stay blank for months until you get a reply? It was something that you couldn’t anticipate.

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Waking up from your good sleep, you looked over at your clock groggily. It read 9:13 am. Blinking, a small yawn crept through your lips as you slowly got out of your warm bed and made your way towards you bathroom. Once you were done in there, you slowly trekked your way out into the hall only to stop after seeing something on your desk. Or rather something that was missing from your desk. Your phone. Wide awake now, you walked back into your room hoping to find that familiar shape somewhere in the midst of your blankets in case it fell in there. But after a thorough search you were left empty handed.