EnglandxReader - My Prince Charming (Request)

Your fingers begin to move quickly on the keyboard. You were writing a story about a young girl who was a bit geeky and shy. This girl wanted nothing more than to meet her Prince Charming, and on one faithful day, that dream comes true. 

This idea actually came to you, because your wish was also to meet your own Prince Charming. Little did you know, was that that dream was about to come true for you as well.

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Halfway through your typing, you're broken out of your concentration, when someone approaches you.

"Excuse me, Miss? May I sit here?" The person's soft voice, laced with an English accent, flutters to your ears. You look up, becoming mesmerized by the handsome blond boy standing in front of you. 

"There's no other open seats, so I was hoping I could sit here..." He continues, forcing you to regain control of your thoughts. 

"Er, s-sure!" You answer, mentally cursing yourself for sounding so eager. 

He thanks you, before taking the seat across from you. Your [e/c] eyes instantly lock with his emerald green orbs, and you blush lightly, quickly adverting your eyes to the glowing screen in front of you.  

However, a light chuckle makes you look back up. "What's so funny?" You ask the boy, and he smiles.

"I wasn't making fun of you or anything, I assure you. But, I found your blushing to be kind of cute." He replies, causing the pink tint on your face to darken.

"Um, thanks, I guess..." You mutter, too embarrassed to say anything else. 

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm being rude. I should have introduced myself first before addressing you in such a manner. My name is Arthur Kirkland, would you mind if I asked for your name?" He asks you, and you realize that he's actually quite polite for someone who practically flirted with you a moment ago.

"I don't mind. My name is [First Name] [Last Name]." You tell him.

He smiles, and repeats it. "[Name]... A cute name for a cute girl." Again, his compliments make the heat rise up to your face. "So, what brings you here? Are you meeting someone?" He asks, continuing to make small talk.

You shake your head, "Ah, no. I'm actually here just to type something..." You trail off, not comfortable with telling such a cute guy that you were writing fanfiction.

Arthur nods, "I see. Hey, would you like something to drink? I can buy you something if you like." He offers.

"Oh, no! It wouldn't be right for me to ask someone I just met to buy me a drink." You say. 

He waves a hand dismissively. "Don't worry about that! Actually, I'd be glad to pay for you." He tells you, and you give in. 

"Okay then. Can you get me a cup of Earl Grey tea, please?" 

He grins, "You drink that kind too? I thought I was the only one here who liked it!" He says happily, before getting up and making his way to the cashier to place the order.

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A moment later, Arthur returns, and he places the drinks on the table. "Careful, it's still hot." He tells you, as you pick up the small cup. You blow softly to cool down the liquid, before placing it to your lips and taking a sip. You place the cup back on it's dish, and give a content sigh.

"Nothing better than a cup of warm tea on a cold day, right?" The blond says, and you nod.

"Right! Oh, and thank you so much for getting it for me! But, like I said earlier, I don't feel right asking someone I hardly know to waste their money on me, so you must let me repay you somehow." You tell him.

He shakes his head, "There's no reason for you to do that. I wanted to get you it. But, if you insist, I have something in mind for what you could do to repay me." 

"What is it?" 

"You don't have to if you don't wish to, but I would really like it if we could meet up again here and drink tea together. You seem like a great person, and I would enjoy spending more time with you." He tells you with a smile, and you can't help but return the friendly gesture.

"Of course, I would love to meet up again with you." You reply. True is, you had really taken a liking to the boy, with his charming and polite personality, and his good looks.

"That's great!" He says, a bit too excitedly, causing you to laugh. He blushes lightly and rubs the back of his head, "Er, I mean, that's great." He repeats, only this time a bit softer. 

You and Arthur converse for a bit more, before the blond turns to look at his watch. "Oh, wow. It's getting late! I should get going..." He looks up to you and smiles, "I had a great time talking with you, [Name]. Would you like to meet again tomorrow?" He asks as he gets up from his seat. 

"Definitely!" You reply back cheerfully. "Does 8 o'clock sound okay?" You ask.

"It sounds perfect." He tells you, before surprising you and leaning down to kiss your hand. "See you then." He says, grinning at the blush spreading on your cheeks. He then makes his way to the exit, and you can't help but follow him with your eyes. At the door, he pauses to wave at you, and you return the gesture. 

After he leaves, you return to your forgotten laptop, and finish your story with a smile.

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You and Arthur have been meeting up at the café for two years now, and each day, you two grew closer and closer to one another. Somewhere along the way of getting to know the Brit, and becoming good friends with him, you had begun to develop other feelings for him. To put it in short, you had begun to fall in love with the blond. He was everything you had ever dreamed of, your Prince Charming. Unfortunately, you had no idea if Arthur felt the same, so you were forced to continue to be just his friend.

Today was Valentine's Day, just a few days before your birthday. Arthur had asked you to meet him at the café today because he had something to tell you. You were unsure as to what it was that he needed to tell you, but you drove over there nevertheless.

It was now 9:00 A.M., thirty minutes after the time you and Arthur had planned to meet each other. You didn't mind the blond's lateness because he warned you prior that he would most likely be late, for he had to do something before he arrived. Since you took this into consideration, you had brought your laptop with you so that you could finish up a story while you waited. 

You open the document, and re-read the work you had done already, when all of a sudden, a bouquet of red roses are put in front of you.

"Happy Valentine's day, [Name]." You hear an all-too-familiar voice say behind you, and you turn to see Arthur, and small smile on his face. 

"Oh, Arthur. They're lovely!" You say, picking up the roses, and carefully admiring them. You look up to the Brit, "I really appreciate it and all, but why are you giving them to me? I didn't think to bring you anything and it's not like I'm your girlfriend." You say, the last part coming out softly, since deep down, you were longing to be just that. 

The boy takes his usual seat across from you, and takes your hands into his, "No, but I really do care about you, and what's a better way to show you that than to give you roses?" He tells you, and you suddenly notice the sadness his emerald eyes held.

Your eyebrows knit together in concern, "You didn't ask me to meet you here today, just so you can give me flowers, right?" You ask, and his hesitation confirms your fears. 

You bite your lip, and tighten the hold on his hands, "What is it? You can tell me anything..." He lets out a sigh, and locks eyes with you.

"I'm moving back to England..." He whispers finally, and your world instantly stops. "My Mum isn't doing too well, and she needs me back home to help her out. My brother, Alfred, is in the Navy, and he can't leave to take care of her, so it's up to me. I don't know how long I'll be over there..." 

You eyes begin to water as he tells you this, and he reaches over to thumb away the tears. "I really do not wish to leave you, [Name], but I can't just leave my Mum either."

You smile, and wipe away your remaining tears, "I don't want you to leave either, but don't worry, I understand. She needs you, so go, I'll be fine!" You tell him, and he smiles. 

"I'm so glad you understand!" He reaches over, and hugs you tightly. You laugh, and return the gesture. Arthur then pulls away slightly, keeping you in his arms.

"There's also something else I want to tell you..." He says, and you tilt your head in curiosity. "I-I wanted to t-tell you that..." He stutters a bit, before trailing off. 

You smile and place a hand on his cheek, "Like I said, you can tell me anything!" You repeat, and he nods, before taking a deep breath.

"It's been two years since we met here at the café, and I just wanted to tell you that I've enjoyed every single minute we spent together. We've become such close friends, and I'm grateful everyday because of that. But somewhere along the way, something changed. When we first met, I called you cute, but as we got to know each other, I realized that you're not cute," He pauses when he sees your glare, and he laughs, before continuing.

"I realized that you're not cute, because you're beautiful. Your smile, your laugh, everything about you is beautiful. I've realized that the thing that changed was my feelings for you. They're no longer feelings of friendship, they're feelings of love. I love you, [Name]. And even if you don't feel the same way, I just wanted to tell you before I left, or else I would have regretted not telling you." 

You're frozen in place as the words slowly register into your mind. When they finally do, a huge grin makes its way to your lips, and you throw your arms around his neck.

"You idiot! Of course I feel the same way!" You say, and his emerald eyes widen in surprise. 

"You do?" He asks, too shocked to believe it. 

"Yes! How could I not? I mean, you're amazing! You're sweet, kind, polite, and so handsome!" You admit, and the blond pulls you closer.

"I'm so glad!" He exclaims, before leaning down and placing a loving kiss on your lips. You response eagerly, wrapping your arms around his neck, while one of his hands entangles in your [h/c] locks. 

You two separate a moment later, and you smile at the blond. "I wish we could have had more time together, but I'll wait for you here for as long as it takes for you to come back, because I love you, and I always will.

Arthur smiles back, giving you a quick kiss. "I love you too. And I promise, I'll be back before you know it." He lets go of you to retrieve the roses he had given you earlier. "These roses were a gift to you for Valentine's, but I have another gift to give you." He hands you the bouquet, and takes out a small box. He opens it, to reveal a gold heart locket. He takes it out of the box, and opens the heart, a picture of you and him placed neatly inside. 

He moves behind you, and puts the necklace on for you. "This is your birthday present. I won't be here to celebrate it with you, so I wanted to give you something before I left. I want you to wear it, and look at the picture inside if you ever get lonely."

You smile, and turn to hug Arthur tightly, "Thank you so much! I love you!" You tell him, and he hugs you back.

"I love you too, [Name]."