That startled a real laugh out of him—a soft, breathy sound that made your heart stutter.
"We'll buy him a hat," you replied.
"You know," he murmured as you walked towards the door, "my brother's hair is still blue. We might have to fix that first." gakuen hetalia x reader
The bell rang, and the teacher, Mr. Wang (who everyone secretly called "China"), began a lecture about economic trade routes. You tried to focus, but your pen doodled a small pair of bushy eyebrows and a wobbly crown in the margin of your notebook. That startled a real laugh out of him—a
Arthur Kirkland was slumped over a desk, his head resting on his crossed arms. His normally neat ash-blonde hair was a ruffled mess. He wasn't asleep. He was just staring at the dust motes dancing in the sunbeam. We might have to fix that first
You pulled a chair up next to him, close enough that your knees almost touched. "Alfred is Alfred. But he doesn't leave an empty seat next to me. You do."
"Come on," you said, standing up and tugging on his hand. "You're coming back to class. And after school, I'll help you practice the spell. We'll use the empty pool. No curtains to set on fire."