England X Reader
*~Call Me Sherlock~*
You sat in a chair with your elbows propped up on the armrests. In your hands was the newspaper opened halfway through. After reading about the fifth story based on world struggles, you closed the paper, folding it up, and placed it on the coffee table in front of you. Even though it was a coffee table, there wasn't a cup of coffee in sight. All that was seen were two cups of darjeeling tea, both black. You carefully picked up your cup and took a brief sip, returning the cup to its saucer when you were finished.
"Arthur." You said, breaking the long moment of silence that started to drag. "How much longer are you going to stay quiet like this?" You glanced up at the shaggy-haired blonde standing in front of the window, his emerald green eyes observing everything going on below your apartment. His thick eyesbrows were furrowed in a way of deep confusion. You raised a brow of your own, amused with the brit's silent actions. You opened your mouth to s