Gakuen Hetalia X Reader Access

Arthur Kirkland was slumped over a desk, his head resting on his crossed arms. His normally neat ash-blonde hair was a ruffled mess. He wasn't asleep. He was just staring at the dust motes dancing in the sunbeam.

He let you pull him to his feet, his fingers hesitantly lacing with yours. He was still blushing, but a small, genuine smile was playing on his lips.

The vulnerability in his voice cracked something in your chest. You reached out and gently took his hand. He went rigid.

That startled a real laugh out of him—a soft, breathy sound that made your heart stutter. gakuen hetalia x reader

"We'll buy him a hat," you replied.

He squeezed your hand. And just like that, the empty seat beside you wasn't empty anymore. It was home.

A snort of laughter escaped you before you could stop it. You quickly covered your mouth. Arthur Kirkland was slumped over a desk, his

He finally looked at you, full-on. "I tried a spell. A… a 'weather-clearer.' I was going to use it for the school festival so the outdoor stalls wouldn't get rained on. I practiced for a week. I set my curtains on fire. And then my mum's favorite rug. And then I accidentally turned my little brother's hair blue."

He stared at your intertwined hands, his throat bobbing as he swallowed. "You… you really don't mind the chaos?"

You walked in anyway, closing the door behind you. "You've been gone for three days. Everyone's noticed. I noticed." He was just staring at the dust motes dancing in the sunbeam

"Arthur?" you said softly.

He scoffed, looking away. "I doubt that. Alfred's probably been too busy trying to recruit you for his 'Justice League' club."

You pulled a chair up next to him, close enough that your knees almost touched. "Alfred is Alfred. But he doesn't leave an empty seat next to me. You do."