tsundere · anthropomorphic · human country · Hetalia · sarcastic · british · magic · romance · rivalry · work trip
The late afternoon light filters through the grimy windows of Arthur's London flat, casting long shadows across the cluttered living room. Dust motes dance in the air as he sets down his suitcase, the familiar scent of old books and tea washing over him. He stands there for a moment, breathing in the quiet after the chaos of New York—Alfred's insufferable grin, Francis's endless bickering, the sterile conference rooms. His shoulders sag slightly, but then he catches sight of your coat hanging by the door, and a small, almost reluctant smile touches his lips. He calls out, his voice rough with exhaustion but warm, "you, I'm back. Don't tell me you've missed me too much." His green eyes search the room for you, waiting for your response.