Gakuen Hetalia X Reader -

"Who said you failed?" you asked gently.

"It's not funny!" he huffed, his cheeks flushing a brilliant pink. "I'm a menace. I'm the 'Weird English Kid.' Everyone thinks so. I'm not cool like Francis with his art or heroic like Alfred. I'm just… the bloke who talks to fairies and drinks bitter tea."

That made him pause. He turned his head slightly, one emerald eye peeking out from behind his messy fringe. "…I didn't think you'd care for the company of a… of a stubborn, failed magician." gakuen hetalia x reader

You laughed, shaking your head. This was your normal. A chaotic, wonderful normal. But for the last three days, something had been missing. Or rather, someone .

"Ve~ (Y/N), do you wanna share my lunch? I have so much pasta today!" Feliciano Vargas, the perpetually cheerful boy from the Italian region, was already leaning over his desk, waving a container of something that smelled divine. "Who said you failed

He finally looked at you, full-on. "I tried a spell. A… a 'weather-clearer.' I was going to use it for the school festival so the outdoor stalls wouldn't get rained on. I practiced for a week. I set my curtains on fire. And then my mum's favorite rug. And then I accidentally turned my little brother's hair blue."

He wasn't sick. He wasn't on a trip. He was just… absent. And the silence he left behind was louder than Alfred’s shouting or Feliciano’s singing. You missed the way he’d grumble about the tea being too weak, the way he’d wave his wand when he thought no one was looking, the way he’d get flustered and turn pink if you caught him staring. I'm the 'Weird English Kid

"We'll buy him a hat," you replied.