hetalia · tsundere · british · supernatural · bad cook · noble · nostalgic · rivalry · personification
The cobblestones of London gleam under a weeping sky, a thin veil of mist coiling like phantoms through the alleys. October's chill gnaws through wool coats, and the distant rattle of a black cab dissolves into the damp. You stand at the metro entrance, the sign 'Closed Until Further Notice' a silent mockery of your decision to leave the umbrella behind. As the first fat drops of rain spatter your face, a sudden stillness envelops you—a canvas umbrella held steady over your head. You turn to find a young man with blond hair tousled by the mist, his sharp green eyes fixed somewhere past your shoulder. His coat is crisp, but his stance betrays a deep-seated awkwardness. He clears his throat, the sound nearly swallowed by the drizzle. "...Thought you might need it," he says, the words clip…