Hetalia x Male Reader

Rich!Sugardaddy!England x Student!Male Reader (Part 2)

(B/T) Means body type!

(F/F) Means favourite flowers!

You had made it home about an hour ago. You had showered, wanting to both look and smell nice for Arthur. You even put on one of the colognes he gave you. You had just finished dressing yourself and you were now laying in your bed, your oversized sweater warming your (B/T) body.

You were laying with your phone and had just sent Arthur a photo of yourself, telling him how excited you were. You were now smiling all over your face, a blush spreading over your nose, as you read the reply.

'I can't wait to see you either. You look very adorable indeed'

Arthur then proceeded to send you a picture of him holding up a bowtie and a tie. Adding a text.

'Which one, love? You get to pick (;'

He looked very sexy, in his white dress shirt a dark brown vest over it. He was probably wearing his brown suit, the one with the elbow patches. It was your favourite of all of his suits and by the smirk he had on his face in the attached picture, you knew he was doing it on purpose. You ended up picking the tie, as you thought it always looked so sexy on him. You yourself began to feel a little underdressed and was thinking about changing just before he came. Even though the thought was very dominant you ended up keeping your lovely sweater on, as you felt comfortable and that was the most important. Either way you were looking damn good.

Soon after a small knock was heard on your front door as you got up to open. You ran from your room, through the living room and directly to the door. When you opened the door you were met by a smiling Arthur. He had even brought you a bouquet of lovely (F/F). "Hello, Mr. Kirkland" You said taking the flowers, walking inside your house putting them in water. "They're very lovely, thank you!" You yelled from inside the house. You then made it your way to Arthur once again, as you began walking to his car.

The car ride itself was very quiet, but you ended up taking Arthur hand as he seemed to be very nervous. You also send him a small smile, which he was quick to return. You learned that his house wasn't that long away from you and as the car stopped you looked at the house. It was very big and white, although it was decorated very nice with silver details. You had driven through a port and were now just in front of the front door. You stepped out, letting go of Arthurs hand without even noticing. You looked around, the detail of the house, very eye catching indeed. "You have a v-very beautiful home, Mr. Kirkland" You said looking over at the man who was just now stepping out of the car. Arthur walked up to the door opening, as he motioned for you to go inside. "(M/N), it's just Arthur, okay?" He told you as you walked through the door beginning to take off your jacket. "Y-Yes Mr. Kirkl- umm.. I mean yes Arthur" You stuttered giving him your coat. Arthur gave you a small smile before he began to show you around. His house was just as large as it looked to be from the outside and you couldn't help but be amazed.

After showing you around, the two of you went to the kitchen to look how dinner was going. "I-I can't cook, so I had a friend come over" Arthur explained as he looked at a blonde man who was standing in the middle of the kitchen, cooking. He was wearing an apron, which was stained with what looked to be flour and perhaps some sirup? Arthur went over and tapped the man on his shoulder, causing him to look up a confused look on his face. He then looked to you and his face lit up in a smile as he spoke, an elbow in Arthurs side. "Well he is indeed very..hmm.. Nice! Ohonhon.." The man laughed as he continued cooking. "(M/N), this is Francis, Francis this is (M/N)" Arthur told introducing the two. You smiled at Francis, a 'hello' escaping your mouth. "He's very innocent too, huh Arthur?" The man asked, you not really knowing what he meant. You weren't innocent at all you were just very shy at the moment. "Well, dinner will be ready in about five minutes, Oiseaux d'amour" He said, speaking a bit of his native tongue. Arthur gave him a light slap, blushing all over his face. You guessed he knew what Francis had said.