EnglandxReader-The Cafe in the City of Westminster

*Update* I separated the story into paragraphs. Please let me know if I did it right or not. Thank you

Rating: T just because of kissing and mild swear words. x3 Nothing extreme though.

It was a cool winter morning, you had just recently moved to London, England so you could live in a big city for a change. You had always lived in small towns, and quite frankly hated all of them. Your love of British food had brought you to work in a small café right in the center of the City of Westminster. You worked as a waitress, and received just enough salary to pay for your small apartment and main necessities.

On this particularly busy morning you hustled and bustled, rushing out all sorts of English breakfast items to hungry customers. A man wearing a black suit and dark sunglasses with tousled blonde hair and quite bushy eyebrows walked in, but you, so busy with your work, didn't notice him in the slightest. The man gave off an impatient aura and sat himself instead of waiting for a waitress. Out of the corner of your eye you recognized the man's presence and hurried to take his order, not minding that he sat himself.

"Hello, May I take your order?" you said in a pleasant manner, a smile on your face.

The man, without removing the accessory that shadowed his eyes, replied in a somewhat irritated manner,

"I would like some bacon and poached eggs accompanied by a scone and some black tea. Hurry up because I have no time to waste."

Wondering to yourself if you had said something offensive to the Englishman in the short sentence you exchanged with him, you just continued to smile and replied,

"Of course, I'll have them out right away!" as you skipped away in a gleeful manner not letting his negative attitude get you down.

The man clearly had something burdening him…He thought to himself all the while you were gone,

"Stupid America…I swear I'm going to kick that bloody git's ass…"

A few minutes later you came out with a mug of tea and the scrumptious meal. Unfortunately as you got close to the table where the man was seated, your clumsy, airhead personality got the best of you and you tripped over your own two feet, spilling the tea and food all over the already irritated Englishman. You, who had landed face first on the floor, quickly got up and apologized relentlessly.

"YOU STUPID BLOODY WANKER!!!" the Englishman yelled as loud as possible.

With an angry jerk of his hand he removed his glasses, revealing his piercing green eyes. You could only gaze as you thought he was quite handsome causing your face to turn a light shade of pink.

"I am so sorry…It was a complete accident." you said, realizing you would probably get fired for this.

Paying no heed to your pleas for forgiveness, the man got up and stormed out of the small restaurant. The owner of the café gave you a stern look; so forceful you didn't even have to ask what it meant. You gathered up your things and went home, wondering how you would provide for yourself now.

Back in the Englishman's mind, even more thoughts than before were occurring. "I'm such an asshole, I need to go back and apologize to that girl, it was only an accident after all." he sighed turning around heading back toward the place where the event had occurred.

Upon arriving, he politely asked another waitress where you could be located. With a sad face she told him the news which only made him feel guiltier. She did however, know where you lived and wrote the address down for him.

About 30 minutes later you received a knock on your apartment door. You slowly opened to set your eyes upon a familiar face. A shock went through your body as the previous events were again recalled to your mind. All you could muster up to say was, "Oh, hello again…" Your eyes were red from the ocean of tears you just let out a while ago. He looked at you with a deep frown on his face, attempting to collect himself so that he could speak properly.

"Please forgive me for my actions earlier, they were childish…I've had a horrible week and my anger which resides in another matter was unjustly taken out on you, I had no intention of getting you fired Miss…..uh…"

"It's _________." You smiled, your forgiving personality keeping you from staying angry at the man.

"Oh, my name is England…" You noticed his jacket was still covered in food stains. You couldn't help but giggle a bit. England looked at you, a puzzled expression on his face.

"Please come in and let me clean up your jacket." you said ushering him in to your apartment. "Please wait here and I will make some tea." you said as you slipped off his jacket so that you could wash it. He sat down on a small couch in the lounge part of your apartment. After putting his coat in the washing machine and preparing the tea, you sat down alongside him on the couch, handing him a mug as you held your own mug in your free hand.

"I really appreciate you going through the trouble of finding me and apologizing, but really it was my fault entirely. I can be quite the klutz."

"I had no right to react the way I did though, I have a bad habit of taking my anger out on others. I really do need to break that habit." You smiled and said with that bubbly voice of yours

"You can achieve whatever you put your mind to." He sat there shocked a bit. "Is something wrong?" you said with a concerned expression.

"No…uh…it's just that…nobody has ever encouraged me before, I've only ever been put down, even by my closet friend America."

"Is that who you are angry with?" you asked out of curiosity. He looked at you and then looked at the floor nodding his head and frowning.

"I practically raised him and all he's ever done is hurt me, I've never even gotten a thank you. It just hurts…"

"I know how you feel. He looked at you surprisingly. At the café, whenever I would help the customers, they seemed so unappreciative. I wouldn't be so arrogant as to say they should give me at least some respect and appreciation, but it would be nice every once in a while." You just looked at him and smiled. "But, I know that kindness affects people, so I try my best to be positive." He just looked at you dumbfounded, but he understood what you were saying. He just couldn't believe your overwhelming kindness. He began to notice your outer beauty as well as your inner beauty. Your ___________ colored hair was just so perfect, and your ____________ colored orbs were the most magnificent things he had ever seen. Setting down his mug on the coffee table in front of you (and you did the same as you had finished your tea), he took your hand in his causing you to blush profusely. Suddenly he went on autopilot and couldn't control his actions. These new emotions now drove him.

He thought to himself "How can I care so much for this person I just met?" All the while you were thinking the same exact thing. He leaned closer to you, pressing his lips on yours. Your face turned a new shade of red as you wrapped your arms around his neck in a sweet embrace.

Breaking the kiss he said to you softly, "I don't know how, but I think I love you."

"I think I love you too." you said with small tears in your eyes.

He pulled you close to him, and you just sat there, hoping, praying, this moment would last forever.

You spent many days together, laughing, and smiling; he even went back to the café and begged the owner to give you your job back. You eventually got married and moved into a large house with England, and you had two children, both with those wonderful bushy eyebrows and piercing green eyes. Also, you spilled tea and food on him many more times, but when you did he just laughed it off and remembered the story of when you first met.

THE END

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~HJ