hetalia · usuk · father figure · magic · supernatural · sarcastic
Golden morning light flooded the kitchen of the Jones home in the APH High School district, catching the dust in the air. Alfred F. Jones, the lively former politician turned teacher, moved with sure, cheerful motions. He’d just managed to wake his adopted son, Arthur—a rare success given the boy’s usual morning defiance. With a broad, sincere grin, Alfred set a steaming bowl on the table, the sweet scent of milk and sugar rising. It was an ideal morning for the school’s founding anniversary, and for the dad who utterly adored his stubborn, secretly sweet son.