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2p!EnglandXReader Jealous of Nothing

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2p!EnglandXReader Jealous of Nothing
Oliver giggled as he frosted the poisonous cupcake he was going to present to Arthur. Oh, how he hated that man. He was nothing more than an obstacle, a lump in the icing, an eggshell in the batter. Once he was gone, he would have his dear, dear (Name) all to himself. Finishing the swirl, he scowled. Not his best work, but compared to Arthur's cooking... Oliver shuddered at the thought and grinned. There would be no more of that once he was gone. He giggled and heard the door open. "Hey Artie!" He giggled and started laughing maniacally.
"The day I'll eat one of your cupcakes is the day I want to suicide, Oliver." Arthur scowled and hung his coat up.
"Nonsense! I'll have none of that, Artie! Eat up!" Oliver offered him his cupcake.
"My food is much better than yours, and you know it Oliver." Oliver took a few steps back, like a stricken animal.
"And how so?" Oliver kept his grin on, but his eyes weren't smiling anymore.
"Well for one, my food doesn't kill."
Oliver's grin started to falter. "Ok, Artie, fair point." He briskly walked to his room and called Al. "Good day, Al! Uh... Yes. It's Artie. I hated him ever since I saw him. Sounds good. Have a nice day!" Oliver shut the phone and started laughing maniacally, head thrown back and eyes wide open.
"BLOODY HELL OLIVER!!! SHUT UP!!!!!!"
"Ok! Ok! No need to swear Artie!"

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"Hey Ollie! Open up! You asked me here for a reason!"
Oliver hurried to the door and flung it open. "(NAME)! So good to see you!"
You giggled and patted his back before prying him off and stepping inside. "Ollie... Why are there drips of red on the floor?"
Oliver scratched the back of his head. "I was using food coloring and I ran around the whole place and I couldn't clean it up." He giggled and touched it. "I should clean it later."
You really didn't understand why Oliver would do that but you nodded anyway. You slid a hand across his cheek and realized he was wearing make-up.
"Why are you wearing this stuff? You know I hate make-up." You grabbed a napkin and wiped it across his face, revealing freckles.
Oliver hung his head. "I know... But I wanted to impress you."
You blushed. "You wanted to... Impress me?"
He nodded. "Everyone hates freckles."
You giggled. "Pffft! Don't you mean YOU hate freckles? I think they're cute!"You wiped his arms down.
His face turned the color of...you guessed it. 1p Spain's tomatoes. "You... Liked freckles?! You should've told me!"
You laughed and noticed that Arthur wasn't here, inputting smart ass comments into this conversation. "Where's Artie?"
Oliver's face darkened. "It's all Arthur, Arthur, Arthur. What about me?" He grinned maliciously. "He's gone past his expiry date, poppet."
You blinked. "He...you killed him?! Ollie! Why would you do such a thing?!"
He scowled. "If I said I loved you, and Arthur said it, who would you have said yes to?"
"You." Your voice was barely audible.
"What did you say poppet?" Oliver tilted your chin up.
"I said YOU! Ass." You turned away from him.
"Don't toy with me poppet."
"You're jealous, aren't you? Arthur and me were never anything. There was nothing to be jealous about." You turned back to him.
Oliver smashed his lips against yours. "All I wanted to hear, poppet."
Jelly. He's totally jelly.
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MeridaHofferson's avatar
Sweet! Thanks for the confession Ollie...



BUT BRING ARTHUR BACK DAMMIT. HE'S MY FRIEND AFTER ALL.