Portugalhetalia Stories

Something felt very off when England finally arrived home to his 1800s town house in London. It felt quiet, which was normal because he wasn't expecting anyone to be there (although there were a few people he could think of that he wouldn't be surprised if they just showed up), but the quiet felt wrong. As if there was someone in there, or there was supposed to be some sort of noise. - Contains an intervention, ostensibly, but it isn't a serious one. Shitty cover once again, but oh well lol.

so like this is based off a dalbit fanfic (yes i ship dalbit dont attack me) anyways so its like a rehab au, its not an exact copy of the dalbit fanfic more just like taking the AU idea. TW drugs usage by England (idk if my writing would even trigger people but its there just in case) yes i will be writing chapters when i have to motivation so don't expect an organized schedule (cover is a by my friend Luka ^^) Arthur = England João = Portugal