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Punk!EnglandXReader – Distance ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I sighed heavily, my gaze focusing on him in the reflection of the window. This was the best way I could keep an eye on him without him getting pissy about it. He’s never always been like this, but over the years we’ve somewhat grown apart as friends, but that can never change how I feel about him. Oh, heavens no, I could never stop loving him. But even now, in the early morning of class, Arthur sat sleeping on his desk dreaming about god knows what. But whatever it was, maybe a pretty girl or a ticket out of this hell whole, he had a small smile growing on his face. It

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XS-fBWGtd5s Please listen as you read!) “Take my hand.” “I don’t know if-” “Just do it. You’ll be pissing away all that money.” With an exasperated sigh, you relinquished your will to the instructor, his hand gently cupping yours. You heard the slow rhythm and the low melody swirling around you. Levi’s free hand rested softly on your shoulder blade as he urged you closer, pressing his body against yours. Pieces of your loose hair floated away from the frame of your face as his breaths warmed your cheeks. His silvery eyes remained locked to yours, the p

Chapter 4 – Colors of the Wind “Uh, yeah… ___ (l/n).” You said, a bit embarrassed. “Really? So, most of the people here don’t have two names?” Arthur looked confused. “Yeah… it would be really nice if I got a last name and maybe a middle name!” Alfred said, growing more excited. “If you would like you could always use my last name.” Arthur offered. “Hm… Alfred Kirkland… I don’t think so, it just doesn’t sound right, yet…” Alfred said, looking thoughtful. “I’m sure you’ll come up with something you&rsqu

Chapter 10 - Pocahontas (Finale) “Why does everyone act so surprised?” Alfred pouted, not realizing that France was aiming his gun towards his head. Arthur’s eyes widened as he rushed forward. “I’m not letting you get into the way of taking this land, mon ami…” France pulled the trigger, as Arthur jumps in the way. “No!” The bullet nailed him in the chest as he fell back onto the ground. “Arthur!” Wales rushed forward along with the other two brothers. “You shot him!” “He stepped right – right into it! It’s his own fault!” France defende