Pirate!UK x Reader..The Bond's Of Time...Pt 5

Chapter 5-Arthur's Open Heart

Arthur's POV

"GAHHHHHHHHH!"

Arthur nearly choked. Nearly though.

He jumped back in utter shock and surprize gasping for air.

This was a woman. A girl. He was almost beaten by a girl. A GIRL.

More importantly, he almost beat up a girl. He took a step more.

"Bloody hell..." He cried in surprise. His eyes softening as he gazed upon your eyes and your luscious facial features. Even the Great Captain Kirkland was stumbling on his feet. Suddenly, a throbbing pain struck his heart.

That damn curse...He cursed in his mind. He felt strangled. His hand suddenly jerked causing his grip to let go of his sword as it pierced through the wooden floor clattering and shaking.

"Arg!" Britain cried in pain clutching his heart and all the damn scratches.

Even before fighting you he was wounded. His head became dizzy. His vision fogging. Suddenly, he saw you get up. Struggling yourself to remain on your feet.

You took a small step towards him but he only tried to shrivel away.

"Stay away!" He shouted with great firmness. His body aching all over, covered in foul blood. But you only stepped forward more.

"I said back!" He cried again staring into your eyes. It was all too much. Britain swayed suddenly collapsing and falling towards the ground. Trying hard to keep his eyes open. Open.

Your POV

Your eyes were clouded with great worry. As soon as Britain collapsed you rushed to him. Extending you arms as you caught him supporting him. You laid him down on your Mat spread. No bed's for you here. Supporting his head with pillows and putting a wet cloth onto his forehead.

He was in terrible condition. He coughed and sputtered. Blood on his cuts still fresh.

"Don't touch me..." He wheezed. You looked at him determinedly.

"I'm terribly sorry sir but I can't do that. Your in serious condition and I'm going to help you whether you like it or not." The Brit's eyes became from cautious to calm and confused. "I'm sorry but I'm not going to let you die." You explained to him.

You flicked off his coat and gently removed his upper clothing. He looked at you surprised but he was as silent as the night. Gazing at you with those glorious emerald eyes s if he's never seen you or kindness before.

With each cut you gently wiped it down with your cloth. Removing the blood. He winced at each looking at you curiously.

You only continued to work. This was something you had to do...

and you were going to do it right.

Arthur's POV

Arthur watched as you cleaned him and nourished him to health. Pouring cool fresh water into his mouth and watching your determined (e/c) eyes that looked like sparkling jewels in the roughness of a storm.

But why? He thought to himself. Why is she doing this for me? Even when I almost hurt her. I couldn't control myself. That bloody curse. But why?

Through each work that her gently fingers grazed his bruises and cuts he felt a spark of pure warmth and compassion. It wanted to make him smile. She even ripped her own cloth to bandage his own wounds. She was like an angel. But however...she seemed to wince as if her own burns and cuts were damaging her. And for the first time...Arthur forgot his miserable curse for that moment.

"Don't overdo it, love." He said gently as you worked your way curing his wounds. "Isn't it more proper for the lady to be looking pretty instead of caring to a total stranger." Arthur chuckled suddenly wincing once more. The girl looked at him worriedly but then eased herself.

"Well I guess I'm not that kind of lady." She said squeezing Arthur's towels that she had drenched in water. The water tumbled back into the bucket.

Your POV

"I'm curious though. What's your name, love?" He asked curiously after a while. You hesitated for a moment then replied.

"___________-" You were about to say Wang but than this pirate would've recognized you from the Wanted Poster. "Lee." You replied as your last name. "_________ Lee."

Arthur eyed you for a moment. "________. What a beautiful name dear." You smiled placing another towel on your pirate patient. "Well. Nice to meet you love. My name's Arthur. Arthur Kirkland." You gazed upon your patient. Scanning his face and his unusual (but cute) eyebrows that seemed oddly thick.

"Well nice to meet you to Sir Kirkland." You replied kindly. "I'm very sorry for giving you some of these bruises." Arthur's eyes looked at you. Full of concern and guilt.

"Honestly dear....I's like to apologize for those whippings I gave you as well." His British accent smoothly floating towards you. You smiled warmly. "That's alright." You said to him. "I'll be ok." He looked at you once more with concern but you tried to keep it off his mind.

"Now let me see your chest cuts." You said holding a fresh towel. You reached for him chest and opened his shirt when suddenly he gasped.

"WAIT-"He cried. But it was too late.

You saw it.

The Black Rose. The cursed mark of his ancestors. And for that moment you felt frozen.