Civilized Men: England x Reader ending

They both took a deep breath and said in unison, “_____, I love you.”

Caught in between them, you just sat there while they glared at each other for a moment. Then they turned to you. Austria said, “Vell? Who do you pick?”

“Yeah, poppet. Which one of us do you like more?” England said.

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You sighed, turning to Austria. Feeling England’s grip on your had slip you squeezed it reassuringly. “Austria, I’m sorry.”

He nodded, letting his hand slip from your grasp. “Ja. I understand.”

Austria left the two of you alone.

You turned to England, who stared back at you, stunned. “Why...” he started, but couldn’t seem to find the words, “Why me?”

“Why would I every think of anyone else?” you asked, smiling at him, and making his heart flutter. “You’re perfect. Well, for me.” you giggled.

But England frowned, “I don’t deserve you...”

“Now, shut up, mister. First off, you and Austria are my favorite people in the whole world, and I love the both of you. But you’re much more exciting. You were a pirate, and a punk, and that’s just amazing! Austria’s just a tad... stuffy, for my tastes.” you said to him, smiling a little.

His frown lightened and he said, “_____, is it possible you like the uncivilized part of me?”

England’s voice was low and sultry and it brought chills down your spine and made your toes curl inside your shoes as he brought an arm around your shoulders on the couch. It was like his very voice clouded your mind, and you nodded slightly.

He brought his lips crashing down on your own, and you were on cloud nine. It was positively euphoric. After England broke the kiss, he started to kiss down your neck, whispering something that brought goosebumps up over your skin, “That can be arranged.”