England X Reader One-shot: Hiding

                                                 

You were playing Wii all by yourself, thinking about your English boyfriend upstairs, reading. You remembered a flashback when you were messing around with your little brother, (b/n), and he was playing around on the hard-wood floors.

You were playing Wii(this is probably the reason why you remembered this), and you noticed (b/n) was on the floor, with a giant, (b/f/c) blanket covering him. He was making a noise between a “Grr” and an “Ehh”, which was pretty low-pitched(it was a sound using the back of your throat). You began to laugh, and so did your sister, (s/n).

“You looked like a motorhome,” she remarked. When she noticed your expression of confusion, she added, “You know, the Cars blanket? He’s a car?...” She left it to you to figure it out. A few minutes later, he got up to eat something, as he was ALWAYS hungry-your parents call him a “human vacuum”. So, being the curious one to see if you could actually have a blanket that is light and could cover you, you picked up the blanket and draped it over yourself, in a crawling position. It worked, for once!!! You then crawled over to the open area in front of your kitchen table, copying your brother’s actions. You sat there in a heap, thinking, when your brother sneaked up behind you and fake-tickled your back*.

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You went into your cabinet that held the blankets. You found one that would be just over the size of a square cape. Perfect. You then went to achieve the mission ahead of you.

“Artie?” you called, “can you come down real quick?”

“Sure, love.”

You then sat in a heap behind the island counter, hiding, and waiting for those footsteps. They never came. You poked your head behind the island. No one was there. You felt hands grab your sides. You jumped.

“You scared me! Don’t do that!” you complained.

He chuckled. “You know, you really shouldn’t hide from others like that.”

“Oh?” you asked, raising an eyebrow.

He smirked. “You will learn your lesson soon.”

Before your brain could process that, his lips crashed onto yours. You kissed back, and eventually, you both needed oxygen, and broke the kiss. Your foreheads rested on one another.

“I love you.”

“I love you, too,” you replied, with a smile.