Stupid Girl~Fox!England X Human!Reader

                       ~Reader's Point of View~
            It wasn't often that I see Grey foxes in the woods behind my home. In fact, I never spotted one before until that moment. I knew only two things in that moment-that the fox was a male, and that he was curious about me. I just knew that he was a male. The way those eyes studied me (not in a territorial way, as a female would, but in a interested, calculating manner) gave me shivers. After that day, I thought he might not come back. But he did. The fox came back almost every day. He never got too close to my house. Sometimes, he would just sit at the edge of the snowy woodlands and peer towards the big sliding glass doors, waiting for me to show up.
          ''You are so obsessed with that fox. I know it's cute and all, but I'm a little worried.'' My best friend, Alfred pointed out. We were roommates, but he was often gone working at an ice cream shop in the local town.
           ''Sorry. I just can't help it.'' I shrugged, sheepishly.
           ''What do they eat? I can buy it some food tonight if you want. You can just leave it by the trail back there.'' Alfred suggested. He was always so supportive of everything I did. He really was a wonderful friend.
           ''They are carnivorous, so unless you buy raw meat, they won't go for it. But that's okay. We don't really need food to attract him. He just keeps coming back.'' I stated, watching him climb high into one of the huge trees bordering the forest.
           ''Well, if there's anything you need, just let me know.'' Alfred came to a halt beside me in front of the glass doors.Together, we watched the fox and he watched us. He was almost like a silent guardian, peering at our house from the woods.
             I remember hearing the sound while Alfred and I were eating breakfast. It was the loud, unmistakable sound of a gunshot. At first, all I could think was that it must be hunting season. I returned to my food. Then, I thought about my silent guardian. My fox. I bolted upright and grabbed my coat before stuffing my feet into the nearest shoes I could find.
           ''(Your name)! What are you doing?'' Alfred tried to stop me. But I wouldn't listen. Someone might shoot my fox, and there was no way I was going to let that happen. He had protected us for so long now. I was going to return the favor.
                        ~England/Fox's Point of View~
            That stupid girl. That stupid, beautiful, wonderful human girl. She would never understand me, though she wanted so badly to. But she was human. I was not. Not exactly, anyhow. Normally, I could just ignore humans. But this one...she was really something. The way her (Hair length, color) hair framed her face, those curious (eye color) eyes of hers...and the fact that she held no fear for what I was. Most people ran terrified of anything to do with wild dogs. Foxes, wolves, that sort. She never faltered. What a stupid girl.
            That day changed everything. Until that moment, we had never been close enough to touch. She had heard the sound of a gunshot only a second ago, and she rushed out to make sure it hadn't been me. Stupid girl. Of course It wouldn't have been me.
          ''I'm so glad you're okay, Arthur..'' She breathed heavily, her face red and her hair tangled in knots from searching the forest for over and hour. Arthur? ARTHUR? What sort of ridiculous name is this? Is this what she calls me? I'm angry, and a little insulted. I'm sure she can see this, but I'm also certain that means she can't notice the small twinge of happiness I feel at being called something other than a Grey Fox. There is some beautiful humanity clinging the that word and I have an urge to do so many human-like things to this girl. I want to hold her, and kiss her. I want to tell her that I love her, and I will guard her home forever. But for now, I'm just a fox.
          ''I was so worried...I didn't know what I would do if I couldn't see you again...'' She mumbled, her eyes filling with dew drops. I realize after a moment that they aren't dew drops at all...I have been a fox so long I've forgotten what it is to cry. The urge to make it known that I will always protect her returns, but instead, I lay down before her. It is the best way I know how to show her my surrender. She wishes to touch me. That much I can see in her hesitant eyes. But as her had outstretches, I hear something off in the near bramble. A footstep. Maybe several. Without thinking, I lept towards her, hoping to shield her from what was about to happen. My ears picked up a familiar clicking sound, and then there is pain. I'm lying ontop of the girl, and all I remember is pain.
                           ~Reader's Point of View~
          ''No! Please!'' I screamed, holding the small fox in my arms. Blood dripped from a wound, though I couldn't really tell where at this point.
          ''I thought he was going to attack you, miss!'' The hunter responsible apologized. I ignored it and lifted my silent guardian into my arms. It was my fault. I was responsible. How could I be so stupid? If I just left him alone, he could've kept protecting me. Just as I got to the edge of the forest, I collapsed and held him against me.
          ''Please, don't die.'' I begged. Then, I suddenly felt as if the fox had gotten drastically heavier...and where the feel of warm, velvety fur had once been...now was soft, smooth skin. I squealed in shock at the man now resting in my embrace. He was completely naked, and a bullet wound was in his shoulder. Blood trickled down his arm. All logic had completely abandoned me. My fox was a man. A handsome, green-eyed, shaggy blonde-haired man. I couldn't exactly carry him anymore, but I would definitely try. Luckily, no sooner had I tried to carry him, then Alfred appeared at the edge of the forest.
           ''Oh, thank god-w-wait...!'' Alfred gasped when he realized that there was a fully naked man in my arms.
           ''He was shot! Please help!'' I begged.
           ''Time for me to be a hero!'' Alfred responded, taking one of the man's arms and lifting it over his shoulders. I did the same with his other arm, and together we managed to bring him home.
           ''Just let me get a wash cloth and some-''
           ''Are you sure he was shot? There's blood on his arm, but I can't seem to find a wound.'' Alfred frowned, checking over his arm. But that would be impossible. I watched Arthur get shot. I watched my fox take a bullet for me. I saw the hole left in his shoulder. But when I double-checked, Alfred was right. No evidence of a gunshot wound except for blood smeared down his arm and side. I shook my head, pulling a blanket over the man.
           ''I'm gonna head to bed. I'll let you figure this one out on your own.'' Alfred patted my shoulder before taking off for his bedroom. I sighed and wetted down a warm washcloth before kneeling beside Arthur and starting to clean off his arm. I couldn't get the look on his face out of my head when I said the name I've been contemplating for him. He looked so sad, and so happy. I smiled a little at the thought, cleaning him up as best as I could. I don't remember falling asleep, but I guess I must've, because I awoke later for the surprise of my life.
                        ~England/Fox's Point of View~
              Upon waking, I could smell Peppermint. I knew that she was there. I remembered little about what happened before I blacked out, other than finally being close enough to touch her. And not being able to. With a sigh, I tried to roll over, and I realized that something was wrong. My body felt...strange. Looking down, I realized that I was a human man again. There were no words, no motions, no expressions that came to mind. I was so enthralled and excited that I just screamed.
            ''What the hell is going on!?'' Her voice slurred a little bit with sleep, but she was right there.  She had been laying on the floor this entire time. It was her. This stupid...beautiful girl...she...
            ''You've broken it. My curse.'' I put a hand to my throat, savoring the taste of words again. It had been so long since I spoke.
            ''Curse?'' She tilted her head curiously.
            ''It's a long story.'' I nodded, sitting up. She just kept staring at me. I frowned back, not sure exactly how to communicate with her in this form. For over a year now, I have fawned over this girl like a lovesick puppy dog. Now that I finally have words to tell her, and arms to hold her, my voice is being choked back. I can only hope she sees this in my eyes.
            ''Can I still call you Arthur?'' She wonders fondly, a dazzling smile lighting up her features.
            ''You can call me whatever you want.'' I responded gruffly, feeling a little awkward.
            ''I still can't believe this. My fox is here...in my living room...and he's a man.''
            ''Your fox?'' I quirked an eyebrow, putting emphasis on 'your'. I thought of her as my human. Now, after all this time to find out she felt the same way for me. It was just too much. I felt like exploding.
            ''Yes, mine. Always mine.'' Her peach skin turned pink, and I remembered this reaction. Blushing. It looked good on her. My hand drifted to hers and I grasped it tightly.
            ''Always yours.'' I whispered back to her gently. Sniffling was heard and if I had been a fox, my ears would've perked at the sound. She was crying again. Stupid girl.
            ''I never thought...couldn't imagine...'' Her whole body heaved with the force of it. Wordlessly, my hands cupped her face. Before I even knew what I was doing, my mouth was against hers and I was trying desperately to show her all of my feelings through one passionate kiss. When I felt her trembling lips kiss me back, I gathered her in my arms and yanked her closer to me. When we finally pulled apart, the little dew drops were still dripping down her face. So, I kissed them all away.
            ''I always knew you were protecting me. I knew you were more than just a fox.'' She stroked my hair sweetly, raking her lovely peppermint scent all through it.
            ''Honestly, you think I was your guardian? You were mine. You've always been mine.'' I choked back tears of my own as I buried my face against her neck. 'I love you. I love you, I LOVE you. Stupid girl.'