Hetalia Boyfriend Scenarios

He Tells You He's a Country (Allies)

(Ok lets 'pretend' that you have been in a relationship for a while now and he is going to tell you, I really want to get this one out of the way so I can add a bunch of fillers after.)

England/Arthur

Arthur was out and you were cleaning his house as a favour for his generosity. You had cleaned the living room, bedrooms, bathrooms, kitchen, which really needed cleaning from all the messes Arthur had made trying to cook, and now you were currently cleaning a supply closet he had.

You went into the closet which was ridiculously dirty and dusty, the entire closet was filled with several large cardboard boxes and lots of cobwebs. You tried the clean the cobwebs, which were at the top corner of the closet with a feather duster. You weren't tall enough to reach, and ended up knocking down a box while trying to reach the cobweb.

The box opened up and its contents fell out. Upon closer inspection, you saw the box was named 'WWII' which you thought reminded you of something, but just shrugged it off. 

You began to place the items back into the box but you realised that the contents were old, and I mean REALLY old.

There was an old military uniform, lots of letters, an M1917 Enfield (A Rifle) and pictures. You looked at the photos and saw they were old black and white photos of soldiers from World War II.

'That explains the label of the box' You thought but you couldn't help but wonder why Arthur had all of these things, had they belonged to a family member of his? Maybe his grandfather or something.

You looked closer at the pictures and saw a very familiar face among them, you soon realised that this person's face looked exactly like Arthur's.

"What are you doing love?" You turned around to see Arthur standing in the doorway.

"Oh, Arthur!" You said startled, "I was just cleaning out your closet and I was wondering, why is there a box filled with World War 2 stuff, and why is there an old photo with someone who looks just like you? Is he your Grandfather?" You asked curiously.

"Not really." He walked closer to you and crouching beside you. "What I'm about to tell you might sound a bit crazy, actually very crazy but it's the truth ok?" You nodded and he took a deep breath before continuing.

"Every nation in the world has a human personification, they have been alive for as long as each respective country's existence, and their personalities are based on cultures, beliefs and stereotypes." 

"Are you a personification?" You asked, still slightly unsure of the situation.

"Yes I am, I'm the personification of The United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland but others usually just call me England." You looked at him dumbfounded.

"So wait does that mean that is was actually you in the photo from over 70 years ago?!" You asked nervously.

"Er y-yeah." He awkwardly stuttered rubbing the back of his neck. You began breaking into a fit of laughter, leaving Arthur quite confused.

"I'll tell you this, you don't look a day over 20." You said wiping a tear of laughter from your eye.

"Wait, so your alright with me being a country?" He asked, not entirely sure of what your reaction meant.

"Of course, it doesn't change who you are but it does answer a lot of questions." You responded, trying to calm your laughter.

"What type of questions?" He asked curiously.

"Why you hate anything related to the country of France, and why you're more British than even the queen herself." You explained as he chuckled.

"Why don't I help you clean up this closet now?" You nodded and you two began cleaning and you find out so many things about him. One of these findings being about his pirate days and his old pirate clothes which you had to see him wear.