Terms used in this fan-fic:
F/N : Full Name
Y/N : Your Name
B/F : Best Friend
Haphephobia: Fear of being touched and hugged
caffè ragazza: Coffee girl
Sì, signore?: Yes, sir?
Guten Tag, hübsches Mädchen: Good day, pretty girl.
{Enjoy!}
wewe gaze across the room inside Worlds Cafe. It being an early Sunday morning, as in 3:34 early, business was extremely slow and only two people where in the cafe. wewe are not, in face, looking at the 20 mwaka old Italian who has thick, dark brown hair with Green eyes and a black business suit, but at the British bloke with blond hair, moss green eyes and a distant look in his eyes.
"Coffee girl!" snaps the Italian, causing wewe to jump, "Coffee. Here. Now." wewe Smile at the man. "Right away sir." wewe say cheerily. wewe grab the pot of black coffee and gracefully walk over to the Italian. wewe poor his coffee and he grumbles out a 'thank you.' wewe turn to walk away, but the Italian say, "Wait for a moment, caffè ragazza." wewe turn roll your eyes once before wewe turn around. "Sì, signore?" wewe ask, choosing to use Italian in hopes that wewe will get a good tip.
"Call me Romano." Says the Italian, "I just have to know. Are wewe from Britain?" wewe smile wider. "Yes I am. Derby, sir- I mean, Romano." The Italian Has a smug look on is face. "Okay then. Ciao, caffè ragazza." The Italian Throws some bills on the meza, jedwali and leaves.
After the Italian is out of sight, wewe sigh. Faking cheeriness is a challenge when wewe run a 3:00am to 9:00am shift. wewe count out the bills, take the tip wewe earned, and begin to clean up the table. wewe place the coffee mug and the plate on the tray and wewe bring it all to the back to be cleaned kwa the janitor. When wewe come back, wewe look at the British fellow again. This time, wewe see him looking directly at a fairy that it sitting on the sugar shaker. wewe seem to attract mythical creatures everywhere wewe go. wewe glance away from the brit and start to make some zaidi black coffee.
After wewe finish that, wewe look up at the Brit again. This time, he was looking at you. The British man's arm slips and he knocks over his coffee. wewe stop what you're doing and wewe go over to make sure that he's okay.
"Are wewe okay, sir?" wewe ask with genuine concern. The brit stands up, face flushed. "I-I'm fine!" He says quickly. The only thing he manages to do kwa standing up is nearly knocking over the table. wewe catch it and place it in it's upright position. "Just mtulivu, clam down for a second, why don't you!" wewe exclaim. wewe look at the british fellow and wewe drag him into the back. "You need a new shirt." wewe say flatly, "There are some in the back.I think a mad last week left a tie here so maybe wewe can use that.
"T-thanks." says the brit. wewe sigh and onyesha him to the room. "Find one that fits and come out when you're done changing." wewe say. The brit nods his head and wewe walk out. wewe take a rag and clean up the mess that the brit had caused. After a dakika au two, the spill is erased and the meza, jedwali is in it's upright position. wewe glance towards the counter and see that the man is finished changing.
wewe walk up to him. "Well," wewe say, "Thank wewe for making my shift interesting... What did wewe say your name was?" The Brit jumps. "I-I'm Arthur Kirkland, human personification of Britain. I-I'm here for a meeting." wewe raise an eyebrow. wewe are good at finding lies, but this bloke appears to be honest. "Well, I'm F/N." Britain smiles at you. "Pleasure." he says as he sticks out his hand for wewe to shake which wewe regard it nervously. "Quite." wewe say.
Britain looks past you. "You should have let me help. with the spill I mean." he says. wewe laugh. "It was nothing." wewe say, "Plus, if I let wewe help, I would get in trouble with my boss." Britain nods his head.
For a while, the two of wewe stand in silence. Suddenly, Flying Mint-Bunny fly's and lands on your shoulder. wewe smile and scratch his head. "You can see... wewe can see flying mint bunny!?" Exclaims Britain. Your eyes widen. "You can see Flying Mint-Bunny?!" wewe ask in equal confusion. Suddenly, wewe are hugged kwa Britain. "I thought I was the only one!" He exclaims. wewe scream and push Britain away. In you're mind wewe are actually very pleased with the fact that a complete stranger, and a cute one too, had hugged you, but your extreme phobia caused wewe to do otherwise.
Britain blushed and released wewe from the hug. "Sorry." he says. wewe sigh and smile softly. "It's okay." wewe say, "I just have a fear of being touched of hugged. Haphephobia I think it's called." Britain nods his head. Britain pulls out a pen and a sticky note. "We should talk sometime." He says as he scribbles down some information. He hands wewe the sticky note, careful not to touch you. wewe smile and put the paper in your pocket. Britain hands wewe an american $10.00 bill and walks towards the door. "Goodbye, Britain!" wewe say. Britain smiled and leaves.
{Magical time kip}
At around 8:57, your replacement, B/F, comes to take his/her shift. "Hey, Y/N!" he/she says, "Good shift?" Your friend is aware that wewe never have good shift's and it was made a joke between wewe two. "In fact yes!" wewe say. Your friend raises an eyebrow. "Oh?" wewe giggle. "Not explaining! Bye!"
wewe head about the town all swaged out in your Doctor Who sleeveless hoodie, your black skinny jeans, and your red high tops. wewe put your headphones in your ears and black the music. wewe walk around town for about thirty dakika before wewe stop. In front of you, is a building. The building had four flag poles all of them filled the flags of many different countries. wewe enter the building.
As soon as wewe enter, wewe are met the sounds of many people talking in different languages. wewe understand the German, Canadian French, Italian and Japanese, but everything else is like gibberish to your ears. Suddenly, wewe are pinned to the wall. "Guten Tag, hübsches Mädchen." Says the albino in front of you. wewe flinch away. "Sid off!" wewe spit at him, masking your fear with toughness. The german smiles. "Awww...feisty isn't she? However, I have always liked a girl with an attitude." The German touches your face. wewe scream.
"Y/N!" wewe hear someone say. there is a movement through the crowd of people. Suddenly, Britain pushes his way through the crowd. "Britain!!" wewe scream. wewe shrink down into a ball on the floor and cover your head with your arms. wewe plug your ears and refuse to open your eyes. wewe sense that the albino is no longer hovering over wewe and wewe open your eyes to see what is going on.
wewe see the albino on the floor, knocked out, and Britain sitting in front of you, worry in his eyes. wewe unplug your ears and listen to what Britain is saying to you. "Y/N. Are wewe okay? Prussia isn't going to bother wewe any more. Please tell me that you're okay!" wewe wipe the tears off your face hastily. "it's just.. it's just my Haphephobia. I'm sorry. I'm so... sorry." wewe pass out.
{Magical time skip}
When wewe wake up, wewe find yourself looking into a set of familiar green eyes. "Is she awake yet, Artie?" wewe hear an American say. Britain turns around and nods his head. wewe groan. "Where am I? How did I get here?" wewe say groggily. Britain smiles sadly. "You're in the lounge area of the World Conference building in New York. America carried you- Y/N? Are wewe okay?" Your eyes widen. wewe were CARRIED? Touched? wewe start to panic. "I was touched?" wewe say quietly, "I-I... why? Why couldn't wewe have just left me there? I would have been fine and-"
Britain kisses you. At first, wewe are in shock. This was the highest form of being touched. Slowly, as he continues to kiss you, wewe start to relax and feel pleasure. The kiss was nice... his touch was nice, too. Britain stops kissing wewe for a moment. "Y/N, I know I just met wewe this morning, but I know that wewe are the one I want to spend the rest of my life with. I don't care if wewe have Haphephobia. I can work with that. I upendo you."
wewe smile. Just a few dakika ago, wewe were in a panic, and now, wewe craved for his touch. "I think," wewe say, "I think I upendo wewe too." For a while, the two of wewe kissed, not caring what America was in the room. Eventually, America pulls wewe two apart and says, "Alright! Show's over! Get a room!" wewe giggle and look deep into the British blokes moss green eyes. He really was the one wewe wanted to be in upendo with. Better yet, he helped wewe get over your Haphephobia.
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I'm sorry if this was complete crap!!! I was in a rush and I got caught up in a lot of other stuff! I always write the original plan out in my notebook, but i guess i got sidetracked! Anaaaanywho, please give me suggestions for zaidi X Readers! I've already written a Poland X Reader with two parts and now a Britain X Reader. Have a lovely day!
Yours truly, kid_symmetry
F/N : Full Name
Y/N : Your Name
B/F : Best Friend
Haphephobia: Fear of being touched and hugged
caffè ragazza: Coffee girl
Sì, signore?: Yes, sir?
Guten Tag, hübsches Mädchen: Good day, pretty girl.
{Enjoy!}
wewe gaze across the room inside Worlds Cafe. It being an early Sunday morning, as in 3:34 early, business was extremely slow and only two people where in the cafe. wewe are not, in face, looking at the 20 mwaka old Italian who has thick, dark brown hair with Green eyes and a black business suit, but at the British bloke with blond hair, moss green eyes and a distant look in his eyes.
"Coffee girl!" snaps the Italian, causing wewe to jump, "Coffee. Here. Now." wewe Smile at the man. "Right away sir." wewe say cheerily. wewe grab the pot of black coffee and gracefully walk over to the Italian. wewe poor his coffee and he grumbles out a 'thank you.' wewe turn to walk away, but the Italian say, "Wait for a moment, caffè ragazza." wewe turn roll your eyes once before wewe turn around. "Sì, signore?" wewe ask, choosing to use Italian in hopes that wewe will get a good tip.
"Call me Romano." Says the Italian, "I just have to know. Are wewe from Britain?" wewe smile wider. "Yes I am. Derby, sir- I mean, Romano." The Italian Has a smug look on is face. "Okay then. Ciao, caffè ragazza." The Italian Throws some bills on the meza, jedwali and leaves.
After the Italian is out of sight, wewe sigh. Faking cheeriness is a challenge when wewe run a 3:00am to 9:00am shift. wewe count out the bills, take the tip wewe earned, and begin to clean up the table. wewe place the coffee mug and the plate on the tray and wewe bring it all to the back to be cleaned kwa the janitor. When wewe come back, wewe look at the British fellow again. This time, wewe see him looking directly at a fairy that it sitting on the sugar shaker. wewe seem to attract mythical creatures everywhere wewe go. wewe glance away from the brit and start to make some zaidi black coffee.
After wewe finish that, wewe look up at the Brit again. This time, he was looking at you. The British man's arm slips and he knocks over his coffee. wewe stop what you're doing and wewe go over to make sure that he's okay.
"Are wewe okay, sir?" wewe ask with genuine concern. The brit stands up, face flushed. "I-I'm fine!" He says quickly. The only thing he manages to do kwa standing up is nearly knocking over the table. wewe catch it and place it in it's upright position. "Just mtulivu, clam down for a second, why don't you!" wewe exclaim. wewe look at the british fellow and wewe drag him into the back. "You need a new shirt." wewe say flatly, "There are some in the back.I think a mad last week left a tie here so maybe wewe can use that.
"T-thanks." says the brit. wewe sigh and onyesha him to the room. "Find one that fits and come out when you're done changing." wewe say. The brit nods his head and wewe walk out. wewe take a rag and clean up the mess that the brit had caused. After a dakika au two, the spill is erased and the meza, jedwali is in it's upright position. wewe glance towards the counter and see that the man is finished changing.
wewe walk up to him. "Well," wewe say, "Thank wewe for making my shift interesting... What did wewe say your name was?" The Brit jumps. "I-I'm Arthur Kirkland, human personification of Britain. I-I'm here for a meeting." wewe raise an eyebrow. wewe are good at finding lies, but this bloke appears to be honest. "Well, I'm F/N." Britain smiles at you. "Pleasure." he says as he sticks out his hand for wewe to shake which wewe regard it nervously. "Quite." wewe say.
Britain looks past you. "You should have let me help. with the spill I mean." he says. wewe laugh. "It was nothing." wewe say, "Plus, if I let wewe help, I would get in trouble with my boss." Britain nods his head.
For a while, the two of wewe stand in silence. Suddenly, Flying Mint-Bunny fly's and lands on your shoulder. wewe smile and scratch his head. "You can see... wewe can see flying mint bunny!?" Exclaims Britain. Your eyes widen. "You can see Flying Mint-Bunny?!" wewe ask in equal confusion. Suddenly, wewe are hugged kwa Britain. "I thought I was the only one!" He exclaims. wewe scream and push Britain away. In you're mind wewe are actually very pleased with the fact that a complete stranger, and a cute one too, had hugged you, but your extreme phobia caused wewe to do otherwise.
Britain blushed and released wewe from the hug. "Sorry." he says. wewe sigh and smile softly. "It's okay." wewe say, "I just have a fear of being touched of hugged. Haphephobia I think it's called." Britain nods his head. Britain pulls out a pen and a sticky note. "We should talk sometime." He says as he scribbles down some information. He hands wewe the sticky note, careful not to touch you. wewe smile and put the paper in your pocket. Britain hands wewe an american $10.00 bill and walks towards the door. "Goodbye, Britain!" wewe say. Britain smiled and leaves.
{Magical time kip}
At around 8:57, your replacement, B/F, comes to take his/her shift. "Hey, Y/N!" he/she says, "Good shift?" Your friend is aware that wewe never have good shift's and it was made a joke between wewe two. "In fact yes!" wewe say. Your friend raises an eyebrow. "Oh?" wewe giggle. "Not explaining! Bye!"
wewe head about the town all swaged out in your Doctor Who sleeveless hoodie, your black skinny jeans, and your red high tops. wewe put your headphones in your ears and black the music. wewe walk around town for about thirty dakika before wewe stop. In front of you, is a building. The building had four flag poles all of them filled the flags of many different countries. wewe enter the building.
As soon as wewe enter, wewe are met the sounds of many people talking in different languages. wewe understand the German, Canadian French, Italian and Japanese, but everything else is like gibberish to your ears. Suddenly, wewe are pinned to the wall. "Guten Tag, hübsches Mädchen." Says the albino in front of you. wewe flinch away. "Sid off!" wewe spit at him, masking your fear with toughness. The german smiles. "Awww...feisty isn't she? However, I have always liked a girl with an attitude." The German touches your face. wewe scream.
"Y/N!" wewe hear someone say. there is a movement through the crowd of people. Suddenly, Britain pushes his way through the crowd. "Britain!!" wewe scream. wewe shrink down into a ball on the floor and cover your head with your arms. wewe plug your ears and refuse to open your eyes. wewe sense that the albino is no longer hovering over wewe and wewe open your eyes to see what is going on.
wewe see the albino on the floor, knocked out, and Britain sitting in front of you, worry in his eyes. wewe unplug your ears and listen to what Britain is saying to you. "Y/N. Are wewe okay? Prussia isn't going to bother wewe any more. Please tell me that you're okay!" wewe wipe the tears off your face hastily. "it's just.. it's just my Haphephobia. I'm sorry. I'm so... sorry." wewe pass out.
{Magical time skip}
When wewe wake up, wewe find yourself looking into a set of familiar green eyes. "Is she awake yet, Artie?" wewe hear an American say. Britain turns around and nods his head. wewe groan. "Where am I? How did I get here?" wewe say groggily. Britain smiles sadly. "You're in the lounge area of the World Conference building in New York. America carried you- Y/N? Are wewe okay?" Your eyes widen. wewe were CARRIED? Touched? wewe start to panic. "I was touched?" wewe say quietly, "I-I... why? Why couldn't wewe have just left me there? I would have been fine and-"
Britain kisses you. At first, wewe are in shock. This was the highest form of being touched. Slowly, as he continues to kiss you, wewe start to relax and feel pleasure. The kiss was nice... his touch was nice, too. Britain stops kissing wewe for a moment. "Y/N, I know I just met wewe this morning, but I know that wewe are the one I want to spend the rest of my life with. I don't care if wewe have Haphephobia. I can work with that. I upendo you."
wewe smile. Just a few dakika ago, wewe were in a panic, and now, wewe craved for his touch. "I think," wewe say, "I think I upendo wewe too." For a while, the two of wewe kissed, not caring what America was in the room. Eventually, America pulls wewe two apart and says, "Alright! Show's over! Get a room!" wewe giggle and look deep into the British blokes moss green eyes. He really was the one wewe wanted to be in upendo with. Better yet, he helped wewe get over your Haphephobia.
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I'm sorry if this was complete crap!!! I was in a rush and I got caught up in a lot of other stuff! I always write the original plan out in my notebook, but i guess i got sidetracked! Anaaaanywho, please give me suggestions for zaidi X Readers! I've already written a Poland X Reader with two parts and now a Britain X Reader. Have a lovely day!
Yours truly, kid_symmetry
Allies:
France x England
Canada x America
Russia x China
Axis:
Germany x Italy
Japan x Greece
Soviet:
Latvia x Ukraine
Estonia x Belarus
Lithuania x Poland
Nordics:
Sweden x Finland
Denmark x Norway
Iceland x Hong Kong
Other:
Austria x Switzerland
Prussia x Hungary
Spain x Romano
Sealand x Liechtenstein
South Korea x Taiwan
Germania x Roman Empire
Netherlands x Belguim
Egypt x Seychelles
Thailand x Vietnam