Something along these lines requested by KorosuKa :D

ONESHOT

Arthur Kirkland lay in bed. He truly was feeling under the weather that day. His head hurt and his nose was stuffed. He knew it was just a cold, but still his caused him to feel drowsy.

He wondered if young Ten Year Old Alfred was worried about him today since he hadn't emerged from his room and only his maid had been in and out to bring him a cup of tea so far.

Still, Arthur looked up in his clouded thoughts.

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"Hey Miss Abigail," Alfred asked the maid. "Where's Arthur I want to play with him and I haven't seen him all day?"

"He's not feeling too well today honey," Abigail ruffled Alfred's hair and smiled. "If you want to go see him he's in his room, although he may be sleeping."

"Ok." Alfred ran up the stairs towards Arthur's room.

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Arthur roused immediately upon hearing his door creak open.

"H-hey England," Alfred asked. "You ok?"

"What," Arthur looked over to see the small child and immediately smiled at him. "Oh I'm fine love, just a little sick."

"What's wrong," Alfred asked Arthur. "What are you sick with?"

"Just a cold," Arthur ruffled Alfred's hair as well and Alfred smiled. "Really child I'll be fine."

"Ah man," Alfred snapped his fingers. "I wanted to play with you today?"

"Not today love," Arthur broke into a coughing fit and Alfred backed up a little. "Not today…"

Alfred suddenly had an idea. He ran out of the room leaving Arthur with a confused look on his face.

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Alfred came back seconds later holding something behind his back. Arthur cocked his eyebrows in a confused fashion.

"Alfred," he asked. "What do you have?"

"Something," Alfred replied with a smile. "I hope it'll make you feel better England."

Alfred held up a card he had made. It was of him and Arthur playing outside in the grass and rolling down a hill. Arthur smiled immediately at the picture.

"Thank you America," Arthur smiled and placed the card on his side table. "It's a very good picture."

"You're welcome," Alfred smiled big. "So, do you need anything else?"

"Not right now," Arthur replied. "Thank you though."

"England," Alfred twirled his foot in a circle. "Can I uh sit with you; it might make you feel better?"

"Of course love." Arthur lifted up the blankets just enough so Alfred could crawl in next to him and Alfred did just that.

"England you're really warm." Alfred snuggled closer.

"I'm sick," Arthur laughed. "Of course I'm going to be warm."

"Well," Alfred's eyes started to close. "I like it…"

Alfred slowly accidentally fell asleep. Arthur smiled at the boy's thoughtfulness and slowly leaned his head back and drifted off himself.

AWWW ITS FO FLUFFY IM GONNA DIE O.O

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