Tsubasa-no-hime

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 lon

You sighed as you wrapped the bandage around the muscular arm. There was a long gash from the shoulder to the elbow. Thankfully it wasn't deep enough to damage any muscles, but it is still a nasty looking wound. "This is a really bad cut Dick." "Penguin just got a lucky swing." The young man sitting on the couch next to you answered. His short black hair just brushed over his brow as his ice blue eyes watched you wrap the wound. "We still got him in the end." "That's not the point, Dick." You ripped the end of the bandage and tied it around his arm. "You should be more careful. Bruce told you not to rush in. He and I were both there too. We