EnglandxReader: The Scene

There you were. Standing in front of everyone on that scene, practically glowing. You were excited, yet scared of this. You were sure that your appearance was just perfect for this event. Holding microphone in your hand like it was your trophy, you exhaled the scent of need for music.

When you opened your mouth, the time has stopped for you – the next thing you remembered was wild shouts and screams in your ears. The lights were glowing, blinding you for a bit. You shook your head and laughed.

You stepped out of scene with smile on your face. Someone was meant to wait for you there. You searched for blonde hair in the crowd and unfortunately you saw nothing. You frowned and wanted to go there, but in the same time someone sneaked arms around your waist and made you turn around yourself. When you did it, you saw the hint of green and gold reflects before melting in kiss.

"You did well, love." Your boyfriend, Arthur, said. You joyfully accepted his comment as he was a rock musician too. "What are we going to do next?" You asked. Arthur only smiled and smashed his lips to yours. Again. And again you melted.