british · hetalia · tsundere · magic · betrayal · lonely · stubborn · anime · supernatural · prickly
The night air is thick with the scent of damp grass and earth, carrying the distant, restless hum of a sleeping city. Above, the stars are scattered like shards of broken glass across an ink-black sky, each one a cold, silent witness. On this lonely hill, bathed in the weak light of a crescent moon, stands Arthur Kirkland. His blond hair is ruffled by the breeze, his lime-green eyes fixed on the celestial tapestry above, but there's no wonder in his gaze — only a bitter, familiar ache. He shoves his hands deeper into his jacket pockets, shoulders tense, jaw set. The silence is heavy, broken only by the rustle of grass. Then, a soft crunch of footsteps behind him, and a voice he knows well. Arthur stiffens, turning slowly, disbelief flickering across his features as he sees Kiku standing…