"(y/n), are you hurt? Did someone hurt you?" Alfred asked, moving your head from side to side to examine it. "No, i'm fine." You said, pushing away his hand. "Who made you cry!? Was it Emil? Do I need to punch Emil?" Alfred asked angrily. "No. It's not him." You said, "It's okay."
"No it's not!" Alfred exclaimed suddenly, making you wince. "Shit, shit, i'm sorry." He said, "But you don't have to pretend everything's okay. Let yourself be sad."
"It's fine, really. My aunt just harassed me at the park, i'm fine." You sighed. The American narrowed his eyes. "What did she say to you?" He asked. "Nothing of importance." You sniffled, picking up the TV remote and turning it on.
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Alfred: She said her aunt was harassing her at the park.
Arthur: GoddammiT
Alfred: She's not crying anymore though, which is good. It was making me sad too.
Arthur: What did her aunt say?
Alfred: "Nothing of importance"
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Dad: Alfred texted me, are you okay???
You: Lmao yeah
Dad: What does that mean
You: Lmao
Dad: What did your aunt say to you?
You: Lmao the usual shit suburban white moms say
Dad: I don't understand
You: Her name is literally Helen need I say more
Dad: Yes, actually, you need say more.
You: She talked shit about you and gave the traditional "abandoning your family in time of need" bull lecture
You: Normally I don't give two shits but she was being an asshole to my cousin
Arthur: How?
You: He's deaf and it's polite to translate what you're saying so he can understand but she just straight up ignored him then dragged him away by his arm
You: He had come over to "listen" to me play Sebastian via balloon
Arthur: I'm sorry this happened.
You: Don't be lmao. Once she yells at you then she leaves you alone so unless my favorite cousin tries to approach me at any point in time for the rest of our natural lives i'm good
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The Rain's Sentinel (Hetalia x reader) (UNDER CONSTRUCTION)
FanfictionAfter running away from your abusive mother, you wind up in the care of Arthur, a mysterious bachelor with a soft spot for your dire situation. With your newfound stability comes hope, drama, romance, and healing. Or so you hope. TW: Abuse