Whispers of the Heart: Act III (England X Reader)

Act III (England X Reader)

(Arthur’s POV)

He ran around several blocks, panting heavily trying to find where the hell you were at. He wasn’t haven’t any lucky what so ever, he even went back to the ferris wheel hoping to find you standing there or something of the sort. After about five to ten minutes of running he slowed to a stop leaning his hands onto his knees while trying to get more oxygen to his brain. Soon a small trickle of rain fell from the sky only to mix in with some of his sweat and dripped down the side of his face only to drip down onto the cold ground below him. That’s when he heard a loud blaring horn echo through the silent night.

Jerking up and squinting through the rain, his gaze turned towards the sound only to find his eyes widening to unreasonable amounts. There, on the Westminster Bridge, on other side of the railing was your darkened figure, looking down into the dark waters below your feet not even flinching as the rain came pouring down on your shrunken body. Not even seconds later he saw you lift your left foot out into the empty air, fearing the worst he quickly pushes off the ground, sprinting towards your falling figure.

“[f/n]!!?” He screamed his voice cracking to high. Apparently you didn’t hear him as your body leaned forward leaning towards the cursed waters below. Sprinting for his dear life, he reached where you were just as you slipped off and was falling downward. Instantly his arm shot out barely reaching you in time. His stomach was pressed against the cold metal railing causing it to painfully pinch his skin but that was nothing compared to the tearing pain he was feeling inside his chest. Sighing with relief from seeing he caught you just in time by your wrist, breathing heavily he quickly pulled you up with a small grunt of effort. Finally after a couple of seconds he got you over the railing and was now hugging you tightly still feeling unbelievable amounts of mixed emotions.

“[f-f/n]??” His voice trembled slightly; slowly bring you out of your depressed state. He tore himself away from you only to find horrible bruises all along you face, neck, arms, and pretty you’re your whole body. He frowned at the sight only to focus his attention back to your eyes. “[f/n]?? What were you thinking!?” He gently shook you.

(Your POV)

“[f/n]??” You heard a trembling voice echo around you as your body rocked a bit. Confused, you focused your gaze on the blurry image in front of you only for it to clear showing a very concerned Arthur. Before you could utter a word he had you in a tight hug again leaving you breathless for a few seconds. He spoke up first obviously concerned yet still had a stern tone in his voice. “[f/n]?? What were you thinking!?”

“I-I…” You stuttered, reality setting itself into your head. What were you doing!? You were in such a deep trance you didn’t even notice you were about to give your life up without even thinking about it first. “I-I…” You tried again but your words were choked by your sobs that immediately followed as you buried you face into the folds of his shirt.
“I-I don’t know…” You finally managed as you breathed in a shaky breath. “Oh god…” You mumbled with disbelief as new tears flowed down your cheeks. “I was going to kill myself, wasn’t I??”

“…” He didn’t answer you right away but judging by the way his shoulders tensed up you knew right away that you were right.

“Oh God…” You felt like throwing up. Apparently your recent beatings from your father had pushed you over your limit making you do irrational and stupid things. You slowly peel yourself away from his shoulder only to notice the steady rain fall that was soaking both you and him to the bone but as you brought your gaze up to his  you quickly noticed that, that was the last thing on his mind right now. You felt more tears slid down your face only to blend with the rain onto the ground below you. “I-I’m so s-sorry…” Your voice trembled and cracked. “I’m such a fool…I truly thought I was alone…”

Not even a second later you felt him bop you upside the head but it was a gentle hit not like the ones you got from your father but it was also hard enough to tell you he was very upset with you.

“Git…” His eyebrows drew together as his eyes focused on yours also filled with disappointment as well as relief and concern. “Don’t you dare go thinking that you won’t be missed or that you’re alone…” He told me sternly. Confused, you blinked a few times with shock you weren’t used to someone telling this to you. In fact, you were so used to the constant put downs that it was almost alien to hear such words that were spilling from his mouth. With widened eyes, you jerked away from his gentle touch only to realize that he was just wiping away your tears that was steadily flowing down your bruised cheeks even though it was pointless in this downpour.

“…” You instantly bowed your head down in shame moving his hand away not looking him in the eye for if you did you would probably end up crying until you had no tears to cry with. For once in your life you have a friend who cares for you and you didn’t even give him a chance earlier when you were thinking the impossible. A few seconds later you felt his arms wrap around your soaked body bringing you close to his own drenched body causing your eyes to widen at his actions. “A-Arthur…??”

“Do you have any idea how worried I was for you??” You felt his voice vibrate from his chest. Not wanting to talk you slowly shook your head no in response only to feel his chest rise and fall as he took in a long breath. “Well…” He stopped for a second only to continue after a small silence. “Let’s just say I was literally sprinting around London trying to find you…”

“I-I’m sorry…” You whispered, feeling your lip tremble.

“…” You felt him sigh again only to finally relieve you of his tight yet comforting hug. You kept your gaze low until he gently forced you to look up at his emerald eyes. Going over your stress limit, you stifled out a cry only to throw your arms around his neck and buried you face into his left shoulder mumbling billions of sorry’s hoping to get this suppressing guilt off of your chest. A few seconds later one of his arms wrapped around your body only to slowly and gently start to rub the small of your back. “Just…” He spoke up again cutting you off short. “Please, for the love of god, don’t do that again, love…”

“I-I won’t…” You quickly mumbled as a few sobs followed your words.

“Promise me…” He whispered. “Promise me that you won’t ever do that again…”

“I-I…” You drew in a shaky breath calming down your nerves a bit. “Promise, Arthur…”

“Good,” He sighed with relief letting his body finally release its tension while slowly bringing his other arm underneath the crook of your legs and the other under your back, he slowly got to his feet with you sniffling like crazy. “Now, come on let’s get you to my place and dry you off…” Feeling your cheeks heat up for the first time that night, you unwrapped your arms from him only to bring them close to your chest not looking him in the eye. You could feel the steady beat of his footsteps as he started to walk towards his place causing your eyelids to suddenly droop. But before your exhaustion took over your entire body you leaned your head against his chest and sighed with content.

“A-Arthur??” You slurred your words a bit. “Thank you…” And with that your eyes closed and within matter of seconds you were sound asleep in his arms even though it was still pouring rain on the both of you. A small smile spread across his lips as he gently tightened his grip on you bringing you closer to him.

“It’s my pleasure, love,” He smiled sweetly turning onto his street.

-------- (Le Time Skip brought to you by the oh so adorable unicorns!! >w<) --------

Fluttering open your eyes, you find yourself groaning and squinting into the blinding sunlight that peaked its way in through the window and onto your sleeping face. Wait…window!! Bolting right up, you found yourself jerking your head around in confusion taking in the room that you were in. With a beating heart, you slowly slip your feet out from under the covers and gently set them down onto the cold floorboards below. As the cold seeped through your socks, you slowly got to your feet noting that you were only in your undershirt and undergarments. With wide yes you quickly yanked off the covers from the bed and wrapped them around your exposed body.

Now that you were wide awake you finally noticed that you were in a bedroom and judging by the style and clothes it was a guy’s room. With your memory a little hazy from last night you slowly trudged over to the closed door and pulled it open revealing a small hallway that lead down to another room. With curious eyes, you found yourself peeking into different rooms hoping to find someone around here.

“H-Hello??” You let your voice ring around the house only to hear nothing in return. Sighing in annoyance you continued down the hall only for it to expand into a much bigger one. To your right was the kitchen that soon stopped by another door, assuming that was the entrance your gaze turned towards your left only to find the living room. Judging by the size this place was more a flat than an apartment that you would find in New York City in the United States. “Hello??” You tried again but again nothing came in return so you slowly walked in the kitchen and found a small yellow paper that was scribbled on. Curious, you picked it up only to read it with wide eyes.

[f/n],

Went out for a bit, I put your clothes in the dryer but they should be dry by now. I’m sorry for doing so but I didn’t want you to get sick in the process last night since you were drenched from head to toe. Anyway, I should be back before noon but don’t be shy to help yourself to anything in the kitchen. I’ll see you in a bit, love.

Arthur K.

“Arthur…” You said in a small daze. That’s when it hit you. You were in his flat!! Not only that but you spent the night at his place!! “What the what!?” You ran your hand through your hair with shock. Since when did you spend the night at other guy’s places!? That’s when you remembered your attempt at suicide. A new frown etched its way onto your face as you tried not to imagine what happened last night.

You still couldn’t believe you did that, it just seems so un-real and stupid. Sighing, you put the note aside and made your way over to the couch only to sit down onto its fluffy cushions. Even though it was soft you still winced in pain from your wounds and bruises that have formed on your body last night. Snarling at remembering your father’s words and blows you quickly curl up your legs to your chest, wrapping the covers even more around you. While doing this, you heard the lock on the door unlatch itself from the wall letting the person behind it open it with a small smile etched onto his face as he carried a brown paper bag.

Turning your attention over to him, you saw him walk into the kitchen only to set his keys down onto the counter along with the bag that he was carrying with him. He must have noticed your small figure on the couch because his gaze slowly flickered up in your direction. A few seconds later you saw his lips perk up into a small smile from upon seeing you up and awake. So trying not to be awkward you slowly opened your mouth hoping to make small talk.

“W-What’s in the bag??” You asked your gaze watched it with curiosity.

“Mm, just some things I needed to get but…” He slowly reached in only to bring out some gauze, tape and a small tube of cream. With your eyebrows raised, he quickly threw them at you only for you to catch them with a small squeak of surprise. “You need to clean those wounds of yours…” His voice was light but when you flicked your gaze back to him you saw that he still wasn’t happy about something. If you made a guess it was probably how you had acquired these wounds.

“O-Okay…” You sighed looking back at the products. You almost hated the idea of doing this mainly because it draws even more attention to yourself than you already wanted so that’s why you didn’t even bother to cover them before. Unraveling the gauze you slowly got to work even though it hurt to even touch your wounds. After about fifteen minutes or so you found that most of your body was covered in gauze and tape but there was one spot that you really couldn’t reach so with redden cheeks you turned back to Arthur.

“Hey…Arthur??” You tried to find where he was at. You found him walking out of the hallway with his hands in his pockets. He heard your small voice and turned his emerald gaze over to you, seeing that you had the gauze in your hands and a small blush creeping across your face he smiled and raised an eyebrow in question. “C-Could you maybe give me a hand??” You turned around showing your bare back where the last wound and bruise was. Immediately you heard a small clearing of his throat as he made his way over to you.

“Yeah,” He slightly mumbled, slightly confused you looked behind you by tipping your head back only to find a rather embarrassed Arthur whose cheeks were the color of cherry blossoms you find in Japan. You felt a small bubbly giggle rise to the surface causing his cheeks to turn a darker shade as his eyes looked around everywhere except you. So you slightly enjoying his embarrassed state you pat the spot next to you with a smile hoping he would get the idea. He made his way around the couch and sat down in the spot where you just patted a moment ago, you held out the gauze to him with a small smile of gratitude only to turn yourself around so that your back was facing him.

You heard his breath cut short until he sighed and slowly started to wrap your wound, you flinched at his touch but didn’t move away from him. You started to mess with the blanket that was covering you as you waited patiently for him to tell you when he was done. You felt him smooth the gauze down telling you that he had just finished, you smiled while looking over your shoulder as his emerald eyes flickered up to yours.

“Thanks,” You smiled sweetly. “That’s the only one I couldn’t reach…”

“Don’t mention it, love,” He half smiled. Your smile faltered a bit as you noticed how sad he looked. That’s odd, you never thought that he could ever look sad but you’d guess you were wrong.

“Arthur??” You drew your eyebrows together in concern.

“Hmm??” He looked up from his staring contest with his hands.

“What’s wrong??” You asked.

“Mm, it’s nothing,” He waved your concern off with a small sigh. You puffed out your cheeks a bit as he stood from his spot but you wouldn’t take his answer seriously. So you quickly grab his belt loop only to frown up at a rather surprised Arthur.

“You’re lying,” You huffed.

“Pardon??” His eyebrows scrunched together.

“Something’s eating at your mind,” You continued. “You can’t hide it from me anymore…”

“…” He watched you for a minute before sighing and roughly shoving his hand through his shaggy blond hair. His gaze flickered back to you only to pause for a minute until he finally crouched down to your level also not looking you in the eye again. “I’m that easy to read, huh…” His accent was thicker than normal as he smiled slightly to himself. You couldn’t help but to notice that his voice sounded so much better when his accent was that thick in fact you thought it was very attractive. You instantly felt your cheeks heat up at the thought as he finally brought his gaze back up to yours as a small smile spread across his lips, confused you scrunched your own eyebrows together in question.

“W-What??” You mumbled.

“I know it might be too late to say this now but,” He paused for a second before smiling down at his hands in thought. “I had a lovely time with you yesterday…” Your eyes widened at his comment but soon smiled with a small blush that was dusted across your cheeks.

“M-Me too,” You automatically tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. You couldn’t help but to note that even though you met him just only yesterday you were already starting to have feelings for the guy. Suddenly your throat started to itch causing you to cough rather loudly. You slowly removed your hand away from your mouth only to feel his hand gently brush away your bangs checking for a temperature. With tinted cheeks you flick up your gaze only to find his filled with concern for your wellbeing. “W-What are you doing??”

“Just checking something, love,” He smiled sweetly bringing his hand down noting that you didn’t have a fever much to his surprise. “You were out in the pouring rain, if I recall…” Apparently he was making a face at you causing you to scrunch your eyebrows together. Now it was his turn to be embarrassed. “W-What??”

“What’s with that expression??” You raised an eyebrow.

“W-What are you bloody talking about??” He leaned back not getting what you were at. There goes his accent; you smiled a little at the thought.

“Man, I love hearing your voice…”

“Wha-What??” You heard him gasp a little in shock. Instantly your hand flies up to your mouth realizing that you thought you just said that in your mind but in reality you actually said it out loud.

“N-Nothing!!” You quickly denied your embarrassing statement. Blushing like crazy you averted your eyes feeling the air go completely normal to totally awkward. Finally he broke the silence even though you still felt quite embarrassed.

“Y-You just complimented…me??” He hesitated while pointing at himself, you quickly shook your head no only to slow to a stop realizing that you actually did so with a red face, you slowly turned your no into a yes. You heard him clear his throat rather awkwardly only for him to mumble something in response. “T-Thanks…I guess…” Another silence fell over the two of you. Feeling rather weird you finally sighed not liking how this turned out. So with some courage you looked back up at him only to find him staring at you with his eyebrows drawn together. From seeing your gaze his eyes widened a bit only for him to avert his own gaze. After another awkward silence he frowned and sighed.

“[f/n]…” He closed his eyes for a bit only to bring his gaze back to yours. “If you don’t mind that is, may I ask you something personal…about last night??” You slowly nodded telling him to go on even though you wanted to curl up in a ball at the thought of it.
“It…was you’re father who…” He hesitated. You looked up confused why he stopped when you suddenly felt his soft touch on your bruised cheek. “He did this, didn’t he…??” Immediately looking down in shame you nodding in agreement. “Tch—I thought that was the case…” His gaze moved away while dropping his hand. From upon hearing this, your eyes widened not only at his words but at his tone. He actually sounded hateful towards your father which by the way you didn’t mind at all but Arthur hasn’t even met your father. For all he know you could be lying about this. But then who would die for such a lie?? You frowned at the thought.

“S-Sorry…” Was all that you could muster.

“Sorry??” He brought his emerald eyes back to you. “What are you apologizing for, love??”

“F-For…” You felt some of your emotions slid down your face once again. “Everything…for my stupid stunt, for my stupid father, and most of all for pushing all of this onto to you…I shouldn’t have told you about this, for all I know something could happen to you or even worse my father could come after you—”

“[f/n],” He cut off your small emotional rant with a small frown. You sniffled in response
only to shake your head in denial. Not wanting to stop your rant.

“Y-You don’t understand…” You stuttered, annoying wiping at your face. “I-If my father finds about this—about you—then he’ll end up coming after you!! You are the only star in my life right now and I don’t want that light to disappear!!” You cried. “I don’t think I could handle that!!” You gave up on wiping away your tears letting them fall down onto your hands. “I-I just can’t…” You finally stopped with a sob and buried your face into the palms of your hands; you couldn’t believe you just told him how you felt. Another silence followed you until moments later you heard him chuckle a little. Feeling shocked and yet confused you removed yourself from your hands only to find him shaking his head with a small smile.

“You know,” He smirked slightly. “Pardon for my language, but this star of yours doesn’t give a damn about your father…”

“…” You sat there having no words for your complete and utter shock.

“And…” He leaned towards your shocked figure close enough you could smell his faint cologne. “He can come after me all he wants but…” He smiled sweetly blushing at his next comment. “Nothing is stopping me from doing this…” You felt his hand gently slid against your cheek only to wrap around the back of your neck, feeling rather confused you instantly felt his soft lips crash against yours. In the midst of the shock, your body tensed up but in between the spur of the moment and your own beating heart you started to melt into him. You even tangled your hand into his shaggy hair getting into the moment. To your dismay, he slowly pulled away and leaned his forehead against your own with a small smile. “Now, what do you say about that lunch date??” You laughed at his comment only to pull him back for another sweet kiss, feeling him smile you pulled away and nodded. In the background you could see a very small yet familiar blue fairy flying around with a huge smile across her face.

“I thought you would never ask,” You smiled big, while mentally thanking the small fairy for appearing in the bookstore only to pull him back for another kiss.

“Best tour guide ever!!” You thought with joy.