HETALIA x READER [͜͡R͜͡E͜͡Q͜͡U͜͡E͜͡S͜͡T͜͡S͜͡ C͜͡L͜͡O͜͡S͜͡E͜͡D͜͡]͜͡

Ireland x Reader - The Magic Kiss [Part 3]

SORRY FOR THE REALLY LATE DELAY!
But for people who like boyxboy things, can you please check out my other account? I don't really wanna tell anyone since my classmates are here but I just hope they don't add this book and see this.

Anyway! >>@QueenQuinnV
[note: i refer myself as Quinn so none of my classmates will know. you can still call me Vannah but in PM please. For some reason, though, it's really no use since some of the girls in my class know I like writing gay stuff. But I'm just being cautious since some of my teachers have wattpad.]

Check it out! If you want...don't judge me XD
but anyways...
this chapter? where magic happens.
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When I do get my drink, I see Arthur walking up to me. I quickly gulp the champagne, smiling as Arthur approached me. He smiles, just a little, before his thick eyebrows furrowed with confusion and worry. I wonder what he's thinking. Before I could ask, he's already asking away.

"Have you seen Alfred? He should've been here five bloody minutes ago, and I'm worried. Do you think the wanker got stuck in traffic? If he did, he would've texted me, but I haven't received any bloody calls or texts from him! Really, that tosser." He says a little louder, huffing as he crossed his arms with a slight tint of red on his cheeks.

My eyes widen a little at his exclamation. He sounded so worried. I smile. It was cute seeing him flustered about getting worried for Alfred.

"He'll be a bit late," I look at my watch, smiling, "But I think he'll be here in five."

He looks at me in the corner of his eyes, somehow embarrassed. "Why didn't he message me?"

I smile as I am about to walk away. He looks confused and I shrug, not wanting to tell. "Maybe he wants to surprise you,"

He looks at me weirdly, narrowing his eyes as if expecting me to spill. I smile innocently, which gives him the answer that I won't be telling him anything soon. A silly pout forms on his face which makes me laugh at his childishness. I shrug, my shoulders hunching about. He sighs, backing down and giving me a smile as if thankful. I nod, gesturing a welcome when he leaves.

Not even a minute later, he comes back with a pout and a drink in hand.

"Okay, but wouldn't he have messaged me if he was late though? I mean, sure we've been going to dates, and it's not like we're official, but can't he take a damn hint? I bloody like him—that wanker."

To say I was shocked was an understatement. I didn't know Arthur liked Alfred that much to be even worried for being late. Somehow, I couldn't help, but laugh. He seems baffled, and he backs away a little, his face reddening. He puts down his wine glass in the table, rubbing his face tiredly.