The vulnerability in his voice cracked something in your chest. You reached out and gently took his hand. He went rigid.
That made him pause. He turned his head slightly, one emerald eye peeking out from behind his messy fringe. "…I didn't think you'd care for the company of a… of a stubborn, failed magician." gakuen hetalia x reader
"Arthur," you said, your voice soft but firm. "I don't want 'cool.' I don't want 'heroic.'" You squeezed his fingers. "I want the guy who saves me a seat every morning without being asked. The guy who slips extra biscuits into my bag because he knows I skipped breakfast. The guy who, despite setting things on fire, tries to do something kind for the whole school." The vulnerability in his voice cracked something in
"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." That made him pause
He stared at your intertwined hands, his throat bobbing as he swallowed. "You… you really don't mind the chaos?"