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You smiled happily as the café you loved to visit every day after work entered your view. Your grip on your messenger bag tightened as you walked in the door. The whole place seemed nostalgic. In truth, it was about the size of a low economy one bedroom apartment, but it had a sort of 'grandparent' feeling. Everyone seemed to know each other and treated others like family.

You sat in one of the bar stools near the cash register and smiled at the brunette waitress. She grinned back and walked up to you with a small notepad.

"Welcome back, _______. What would you like today?" You pondered for a moment what you'd like to get and tapped your forehead happily when you came up with an answer.

"I'd like a slice of pumpkin pie and hot chocolate, please." She smiled and nodded at your request. You took out a sketch pad from your bag along with a pencil and glanced around the shop. A passion of yours was drawing and you loved to draw new things every chance you got.

Your eye caught sight of an old jukebox in the corner of the shop and turned your seat slightly to get a better view. Propping your legs up to make a mock desk, you started to sketch out the contraption and hardly noticed when a blonde man sat next to you.

"I'll have a mug of Earl Gray tea, please." The man's voice responded to the waitress when she greeted him.

You continued to draw, completely wrapped in your work. You were snapped out of your trance when the waitress tapped your shoulder. She had placed your pie and hot chocolate in front of you and smiled innocently. You thanked her and placed your sketchpad by your plate and you ate.

You couldn't help but notice the man sitting next to you continuously glancing over at you. In a way you felt a little uncomfortable. You sipped your drink and looked over your drawing. While observing you found a mistake and corrected it with a sigh. When the stranger glanced over again you turned.

"I'm sorry, is there something I could help you with?" You gave him a sincere smile and he seemed embarrassed that he had been caught. His, rather large, eyebrows furrowed and he blushed before looking at his own cup of tea.

"Ah, excuse me, miss. I just couldn't help but notice your drawing. You're very talented." Your cheeks grew hot at his comment and you laughed nervously.

"Oh, I'm not that good. But thank you very much for the compliment." His green eyes seemed to perk up at your words and he started to laugh.

"Not that good? Bloody hell, you're amazing!" The heat rushed to your face again and you nervously ate a piece of your pie.

"Really, you give me too much praise. Thank you… I'm sorry, I don't think I caught your name?"

"My name is Arthur Kirkland, miss." Arthur offered his hand and you gladly shook it. You found yourself blushing at his accent. For some reason you always found British accents amazing.

"I'm _______ _________. It's a pleasure to meet you, Arthur!" As you introduce yourself you thought you noticed a sparkle in his emerald eyes. He glanced down at his watch a grew a troubled face.

"I'm afraid I have to leave, ________. I have to pick up my younger brother from football practice." Arthur stood up to leave and placed money on the counter. He smirked and looked at you again.

"Will you be here tomorrow?" Your smiled and nodded.

"Same time!" The man grinned and started to walk away.

"I'll see you tomorrow, then. Goodbye, love." You waved and returned to your pie and chocolate, almost too excited to finish.


Months passed by from that day when you met Arthur. You slowly developed a nice friendship with him, which blossomed in to him becoming your one and only best friend. You knew almost everything about him, from his younger brothers to his work.

His dream was to open up a nice café in town when he settled down and married. You thought it was absolutely adorable. You found that family businesses were the best. He supported your dream to go to become an author and paint on your free time.

"Artie! Look what I found!" You called out, holding a piece a paper in your hands. You were cleaning out your room and stumbled upon a box filled with old drawings. The Englishman walked in to your room and leaned on the doorway.

"What is it, _______?" Arthur had just returned from work and he looked a little drained. You motioned him to come closer and stood up, revealing the drawing. You had finished it nicely and even painted it with oil pastels. His eyebrows rose and he gingerly took it from your fingers.

"It's the one you were drawing on the day we met." You grinned and sat on your bed.

"Yep! That's why I put so much green in- to remind me of your eyes that day." Arthur's cheeks grew rosy and he smiled at you.

"It's even better than I remember. Your talent is amazing, _______." Now it was your turn to blush.

"Thank you, Arthur." You stared at your hands, which were resting in your lap, and replayed the day you met him in your mind.

"Do you ever think about love?" Arthur's voice railed you out of dreamland.

"What?" You looked up to see him studying your piece of art.

"Do you ever really think about love and the hidden contents of it?" He flashed him emeralds at you and you blushed, unsure of how to reply.

"Well…sometimes I stay up at night, thinking about…the ones I love. You know, simple love, the type of love that you express for your family and friends. Then I start to really think about love that I have for…the love of my life." You started out slowly and soon got the hold of what you were trying to say. You slowly looked up to see Arthur standing in front of you. He was rubbing the back of his neck with a conflicted face.

"I…have a confession to make." You stood and grabbed him hand with a nod.

"Shoot, I'm all ears!" The Englishman looked at you and sighed. He squeezed your hand as if to reassure himself before looking you directly in the eyes.

"I…_______, for a long time I've…I…bollocks…come here!" Arthur pulled you in to him arms and closed his eyes. You yelped in surprise and readjusted your body to properly hug him.

"Arthur? Are you okay?" You were worried about him. He seemed a little jumpy and unsure of himself.

"I'm fine, love. What's I'm trying to say is…I love you. I know you don't feel the same way, but please don't let this affect our friendship." His breath was soft against your hair. Your eyes were wide in shock and realization. Arthur pushed you away from him gently and walked over to sit on your bed. You continued to stand there and tried to process what just happened.

"You could at least reply." He muttered, crossing his arms. You turned around to see his fallen face and immediately through yourself in his arms. The Brit reluctantly hugged you.

"Arthur…you're an idiot." You laughed in to the material of his shirt. The blonde looked down at you, confused.

"How am I an idiot?" Arthur growled. You simply smiled and sat next to him on the bed.

"You didn't notice a very important thing." You cooed happily. He seemed to not know if he wanted to ask you or not.

"You didn't notice that I love you." You decided to elaborate. Arthur's face went from a bright pink to a dark scarlet in a few seconds. Within moments he recovered and reached for your hand.

"I love you, _______." The Englishman's words were heaven to your ears. You inched forward and found yourself wanting to kiss him.

He returned the favor and gently pressed his lips against yours. Arthur wrapped one arm around your waist to pull you closer to him and rested his other hand on your cheek. You responded by tilting your head to deepen the kiss and placing your hands on his neck. When he pulled away his eyes were glazed over and his lips were spread in a smile.

Arthur kissed your forehead and embraced you with a content sigh. You nuzzled your head in to his neck and closed your eyes to admire his warmth. If only you could stay like this forever. You felt safe and complete in his arms.

"I'm so glad I met you that day, poppet." Arthur whispered. His voice was muffled by your hair but you could still understand him. You pulled away from him and looked in his eyes. A grin tugged at the corners of your lips and you leaned forward to kiss him. When you pulled away he laughed.

"I love you, Arthur." You whispered, burying your face in his white dress shirt. He ran his fingers through your hair gently and hummed.

"I love you more, ______. For the first time in my life, I finally succeeded in love."
I just needed some utter fluff in my life.
I've been in an 'England' mood lately. LOL
I found myself loving this one for an odd reason.
I really need to focus on my requests...but I couldn't. >///<
I hope you all like it!

He seems OOC... :iconotlplz: I TRIED
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Nihanna88 Featured By Owner May 2, 2014
No Balls Woah!!! Oh My Gawd 
Dreamcatcherfeather Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2013
The instant there were two blanks so I could give my first and last name I was like "You shall never know my last name! Its really embarrassing."
Other that it was adorable I loved it!
ILove-ArthurKirkland Featured By Owner Nov 19, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
I wish real life was like this. ITS SO PERFECT!!!Love 
KuroNeko870 Featured By Owner Sep 12, 2013  Student General Artist
I REALLY wish this would happen to me...*sigh*
MizuVargas Featured By Owner Feb 10, 2013  Student Writer
sarpndo Featured By Owner Apr 6, 2012
:) It's so cute. FLUFF!
hetaddict Featured By Owner Apr 6, 2012  Student Writer
Fluff is my best. LOL
KM6 Featured By Owner Mar 17, 2012
aw! this is.... just... so....OMG! this is SO cute! :heart:
hetaddict Featured By Owner Mar 17, 2012  Student Writer
KM6 Featured By Owner Mar 17, 2012
ur welcome!
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