Hetalia Boyfriend Scenarios

He Visits/Picks Up You At School (Allies)

England/Arthur

It had been a long and tedious day at school and the bell finally went off, indicating that all classes had ended for the day.

You, along with all of your classmates rushed out of the classrooms and to your lockers.

"Hey (Y/N), you want to walk home with us?" One of your friends, who was a locker neighbour asked you.

"Yeah sure." You agreed before grabbing your bag out of your locker before shutting it closed, then walking out of the school doors with your friend.

"Hey (F/N) what did you do for-" You began, but cut yourself off as you bumped into something, making you topple backwards.

You felt yourself about to fall, when you felt something, or someone grab onto your arm, catching your fall.

"Oh I didn't see you there love, my apologies." You heard a familiar man with a British accent.

"Arthur?! What are you doing here?" You asked, confused as you looked at Arthur in surprise. He had an appolgic smile on his face, and he was wearing his usual formal and proper suit.

"I came to pick you up, I told you don't you remember?"

"You did?" You asked even more confused.

"I did, if you want I could just leave and you can walk home with your friends." Arthur offered, you were about to answer when one of your friends answered for you.

"It's alright! Besides, (Y/N) would definitely want you to walk her home." (O/F/N) said, pushing you towards him.

"And I'm assuming that you're one of (Y/N) good friends, correct?"

"Yes, and I'm assuming that you're (Y/N) boyfriend that (Y/N) talks so much about." (O/F/N) said mimicking Arthurs British accent. "Also she never told us that you were so cute." (O/F/N) smirked as she nudged you, making both you and Arthur blush.

"And that you were British." (F/N) intervened.

"And old." (O/O/F/N) said.

"What do you mean old?!" Arthur exclaimed, offended by the comment.

"You're older than I thought, and with your fancy clothes, it makes you look even older."

Arthur was about to say something back, but you stopped him before he could do anything too dramatic.

"How about we just walk home." You said, but before he could even answer, you were already dragging him out of the school grounds.

"You know she's right." You said out of nowhere as you continued to drag Arthur along the path to your house.

"Pardon?" Arthur asked, stumbling and struggling to keep up with your smaller figure.

"You are old."

"What do you mean?!" Arthur exclaimed, once again offended.

"You're over one thousand years old, of course you're old."

"I'm not that old." He mumbled.

"Yes you are." You retorted.

America/Alfred

You were in your Physical Education class playing a game of soccer, well half playing and half failing. Most of the people in your class barely knew the rules of soccer, with only the really sporty people knowing how to actually play the game. Editor: I suck at soccer so much...

You yourself were alright at the game, you weren't the best nor the worst and definitely better than the majority, but only because the majority didn't even know how to play.