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Take Me Home (ScotlandxReader)

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Take Me Home
ScotlandxReader
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You had brought your guitar to school today upon the request of a few of your friends. At lunch, you carefully unpacked the instrument from its case and slung the strap around your neck. You carefully re-tuned the strings while you waited for everyone to get to the classroom where you usually ate. There was still a student from the last period lounging back in his chair- you were pretty sure he was asleep, though.

Beginning to pluck out a slow, lullaby-like tune, you sang while you were still alone.

“I’m only happy when I’m with you
Home for me is where you are.
I try to smile and push on through.
But home for me is where you are.”

Your voice was quiet in the empty room and your half-lidded, (e/c) eyes watched your own fingers closely as they moved across the strings. The world around you seemed to fade away.

“They tell me that I’ll make it.
It’ll only be a while.
But a while lasts forever
Without you…”

The teacher re-entered the room, heard your playing, and quietly shut the door behind him. He shot a quick glare at the student still sleeping in his class, even though lunch had began fifteen minutes ago, and took a seat behind his desk, grading paperwork as you sang. You sang a bit louder to match the rising volume of your guitar, jostling the sleeping boy awake.

“Send out the alarms
I’m all alone
Wrap me in your arms
And take me home
Take me home
To your arms…”

His bright green eyes blinked open and he shook his shaggy red hair away from his  face so that he could see where the noise was coming from.

“I won’t be happy ‘till I’m with you
Home for me is where you are.
These four walls are nothing without you.
Home for me is where you are.”

He cocked his head to the side, listening silently to you playing for a moment before standing up and stretching. Checking the clock, he noticed it was lunch and, winking at the teacher (who only groaned in response), left the room. You noticed the actions from just out of sight and smiled a bit before focusing once more of your guitar.

“They tell me that I’ll make it.
It’ll only be a while.
But a while lasts forever
Without you…”

Eyes closing, you shook your head a little bit as you sang.

“Send out the alarms
I’m all alone
Wrap me in your arms
And take me home
Take me home
To your arms…”

Your friends began to file into the classroom, saying a quick hello when they saw you. You nodded in response, focused on your fingers as they moved from string to string.

“Send out the alarms
I’m all alone
Wrap me in your arms
And take me home
Take me home
Take me home
Take me home
To your arms.”

The friends around you gave you a loud applause, to which you teasingly bowed before putting your guitar back in it’s case. “Thank you, thank you,” you mocked with a bright grin, sitting cross-legged on one of the desks, “I’ll be here till Friday.”

As you and your little group laughed, you heard the door open again and the teacher say, “Well that was quick.”

“Ah yeah. Artie won’ lend me any cash fer lunch. Do yeh have any coffee left?”

He shrugged. “Go check the pot.”

The fiery headed man dropped his bag on the ground by the counter and began walking to the back of the classroom. As he passed you, he paused for a moment. “That was a nice song, lass. Ah’d love to hear yeh sing more.”

You blushed, looking away from him. “M-maybe you could.”

“Aye,” he smirked, walking to the little back room where the coffee was kept, “maybe ah will.”

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Can you make a mama x papa France and baby canada