Bloody Love (Vampire!England x Reader x Vampire!America)

Black Pudding | 8

I woke up slowly. I groaned quietly and rubbed my eyes, blinking the sleep from them. How hard did I sleep? It feels like I slept on the floor!

"Ah, I had the weirdest dream," I mumbled to myself, thinking aloud as I looked around a little, still unable to see much or grasp where I was. Something seems off. I can't put my finger on it. I hear a creak.

"Hello!" Suddenly, there was someone in my face. I squeaked, grabbing the nearest object I could find, a pillow, a very poor weapon in retrospect, and swung. "Ah, dude, what the hell?!" He laughed. It's Alfred! I looked around, confused. How'd he get into my roo- Oh, wait, that's right, I slept in Alfred's room! That wasn't all a dream! I did sleep on the floor! I laughed a bit, cut off by a yawn.

"Sorry," I yawned. He laughed again, throwing a pillow at me. I squeaked again and batted it away.

"That was cute," He stated, turning a pale pink. I don't think he meant to say that. I blushed a bit, standing up and pulling down Arthur's shirt. "Ah, um, I mean..."

"I'm hungry," I cut him off. "Can I borrow a hairbrush?"

"Sure, dudette. He got up, wrinkled pajamas now straightening themselves out as he walked over to his desk, shuffling through the top drawer. He huffs, then looks up at me, sadly, like a sad puppy. "I'm sorry, Y/N, I only have a comb.."

"That's alright," I laughed. He held it out and I grabbed it, walking out of the room and down to the living room. I grabbed my bag, then went into the bathroom Arthur told me about before. I looked into the mirror- Wow. What a hot mess. I laughed to myself and turned on the water, cupping my hands, and splashing my face to wake myself up. God, that was cold! I grabbed the comb, looking at it for a second before sighing. This should be fun. I started to run the comb through my hair, pulling out clumps with every tangle, yelping a little each time. I kept combing until I heard a voice.

"Y/N, love, are you okay?" I yelped and looked into the mirror. I didn't see anyone in the doorway, or anywhere near me? I turned around and suddenly, Arthur was standing there. I yelped and jumped again, making his brows furrow in concern. "I'm sorry, love, I didn't mean to scare you!" He took a step closer to me with his hands in front of him. I sighed. 

"It's okay! And yeah, I'm fine, I'm just trying to brush my hair. With a comb." I stated. looking down at the comb, entangled with my hair. He glanced down at it too, then back at me, a look of disgust on his face.

"Did that bloody idiot Alfred give you a comb?! Ugh, let me pop into the other room and get you a hairbrush, love, one that won't hurt your head," He grumbled, turning away quickly on his heels and briskly walking up the stairs. I kept trying to comb my hair, trying not to make a noise every time it hurt, but failing miserably. I felt a light tap on my shoulder and turned around quickly. Arthur is there again, with a horsehair hairbrush in his hand. I must've looked confused, because I was, because he furrowed his brow again.

"Is there something wrong, Y/N, dear?" He asked. I looked between him and the brush.

"Um, no, I guess that just wasn't what I was expecting," I replied, taking in the situation a little more before looking at him and smiling, laughing. "Thank you." He blushed a little. He nodded and gave a little bow.

"I'll let you to some privacy," He started walking away at a brisk pace. I looked up in the mirror and started brushing my hair. Not the best thing I've used, but it worked better than I thought it would. I closed the door and changed into a comfortable outfit. I set my bag on the counter to the sink, studying myself in the mirror. How long am I gonna be here? How long until I'm ready to go home again? I shivered. I didn't want to think about it. I adjusted my clothes and headed out of the bathroom, into the living room again. I stopped to look around again, everything was so regal. How do they live here? I heard voices in the kitchen, as well as pans clacking, and something smelled good, so I walked in there.