Hetalia Oneshots

Your Peter Pan (England x reader)

The smile, the charm, the words, the spark

Everything, you had it

I looked through photographs of me and my boyfriend, Arthur Kirkland. He is so sweet, and has a smile that lights up a whole room. In this specific photo, Arthur is cosplaying as Peter Pan. He even dyed his hair red and made the costume. He looked so charming. This was when we were just friends. Even back then Arthur knew exactly what to say and do to get me to smile. So the nickname Peter Pan stuck.

I guess I had a naive heart, cause boy

I let you have it

You said I was your only

I never thought you'd leave me lonely

Tears gathered at the corners of my eyes as I saw the next photo. It was our first date; he had brought me flowers and even took me to a fancy restaurant. That was the day he swore to me he would always be there for me. He would always look out for me and never leave. I believed him.

You're just a lost boy, with your head up in the clouds

You're just a lost boy, never keep your feet on the ground

Then, Arthur left for war. Once he returned, he wasn't the same. Arthur became much more distant and spacious. He's been talking to himself, having nightmares, and not sleeping with me or as much as he used to. He always just kinda runs off saying he has to do something. I know it's a bluff, but I always let him go.

You're always gonna fly away, just because you know you can

You're never gonna learn there's no such place as Neverland

You don't understand

You'll never grow up

You're never gonna be a man

Peter Pan

Chances are he is cheating on me. I have solid proof. I've seen him texting a number lately, so I looked it up and it was a woman's phone number. I let out a sob as I flip to the next picture. It is of us before he got on the plane for war. Lately, when he comes home he has the smell of perfume on him. I know for a fact it's not mine. It smells way too expensive for my paycheck. Fresh tears roll down my face as another sob wracks my body. I feel a comforting hand rub my back. A familiar voice asks,"Love, what's wrong?"

Deep down, I knew that you were too good to be true

But every piece and part of me wanted to believe in you

But now it's happily ever never

I guess now I know better

I shake my head in disappointment as I look up at Arthur's face. "Why, have you shut me out?" I asked.

"I didn't mean for you to feel like you've been shut out. I swear it's nothing against you," Arthur murmurs into my ear.

"Yes, I think there is something against me. You don't spend anytime with me anymore! You always leave and never sleep with me!" I shout at him tears still pouring out of my eyes. I want to say more but he cuts me off.

"It's not like that!" He defended himself.

"You talk to yourself, you're always leaving early and coming back late! The sleep you do get- if you get any sleep at all- is plagued with nightmares. I can tell, the war changed you, the Arthur I saw get on that plane is not the one that came home!" I cried out in anger. He stood there stunned at my outburst.

You're just a lost boy, with your head up in the clouds

You're just a lost boy, never keep your feet on the ground

You're always gonna fly away, just because you know you can

You're never gonna learn there's no such place as Neverland

You don't understand

You'll never grow up

You're never gonna be a man

Peter Pan

"You come home drenched in the smell of her perfume. The woman's perfume is the same one whose number is on your phone," I choked out through sobs.

"I didn't mean. . . The phone number and the perfume you smell are my psychiatrist's. Coming home from the war, it's difficult. My nightmares are of the battlefield. And I thrash, I don't want to wake you, you look so peaceful," Arthur confesses but I don't know if I'm ready to to believe him.

"If only you had just told me! I- I just need some space," I swallowed wiping my tears before bolting out of the apartment we shared.

You're just a lost boy, yeah, I know who you are

You don't know what you lost, boy

You're too busy chasing stars

I heard the door slam as I left Arthur. I ran down the hallway before flying down the stairs to the bottom floor. I heard the heavy footsteps of Arthur behind me. I ran out the door of the lobby with Arthur in pursuit. I ran across the street because I had the right of way. I looked back at Arthur and saw pure distress on his face as he sprinted faster. I heard a car honk and the screeching of tires.

You're always gonna fly away, just because you know you can

You're never gonna learn there's no such place as Neverland

You don't understand

You'll never grow up

You're never gonna be a man

I felt an impact. Not the impact of the car, but the impact of being tackled onto the grass on the other side of the street. "A-Arthur," I whimpered.

"It's ok Y/n, I'm here," Arthur smiled down at me. I avoided his gaze. "Y/n, look at me," he demanded. Arthur used his right hand to lift my chin so my eyes were looking into his. "I love you so much more than you know," Arthur said narrowing his green eyes leaning closer to me.

"I love you too, Arthur," I said not breaking his gaze. I proceeded to seal the gap between us, giving him a feather light kiss. He rolled to the left of me, sat up, and helped me sit up. He smiled and wiped my tears away. 

Yeah, you'll never grow up

And you're never gonna be a man

Peter Pan

"I may not be the same Arthur that came back. But I will be more open to you. It was wrong of me to shut you out and not tell you. But whatever happens. . .

I will always be Your Peter Pan," Arthur promised. 

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A/n: I was originally going to make this a really angust songfic but decided against it because I couldn't write it. (>-<) Also, I wrote this a while ago and so it may be less than perfect.

À bientôt, 

                ~ Lana