Englands eyebrows x reader [not mine]

englands eyebrows x reader 9

It was the eyebrows you loved, the delicate blonde eyebrows. The way they felt on your hands was pure bliss, the way they felt against your dry lips had sent shock waves all around your body—even more so than when you had felt those eyebrows turn into human lips.

You moved your face away and stared straight into his eyes.

"I'm sorry to say this, but…"

You placed a chaste kiss on his lips.

"I truthfully love your eyebrows rather than you."

His eyes widened and he began choking on the air around him. You grabbed him by his collar and pulled his face closer to yours. You messily kissed his eyebrows, your knees buckled and you were about to fall when you felt the collar disappear.

You looked down shakily and the pair of eyebrows laid flat on the pavement. You felt hot all over and picked them up.

"(Y/N)…"

You brought them to your forehead. "Shh…"

You looked at them with loving eyes. You had never felt love like this ever before. You kissed them again, this time taking into mind how wonderful it felt.

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