Alfred stood on the ladder, reaching up to put the star on top. He nearly fell off as "All I want for Christmas is you" started playing on his phone. He put the star on and hoped down the steps, beaming. His favourite person in the whole world was calling!
"Hi Artie!" the hyper active American cried, blushing when he started getting scolded for yelling and calling him Artie. "Bloody git. So, it's Christmas eve. You going to be here for the new year?" he asked, and Alfred could hear the slight sadness in his voice. "Course Iggy! I would be there now but i was needed..." he said, biting his lip. Arthur huffed. "Git. It's Arthur. Not Iggy or Artie. Arthur." the Brit muttered into the phone. Alfred frowned as he heard the growing sadness in his love's voice. Then he got a really good idea.
"Hang on Artie, i'll be right back." he said, not giving Arthur the chance to answer. He ran back a moment later, guitar in hand. "Kay here i am." he said, turning on speaker phone. Arthur frowned, listening. That frown turned to a light smile as Alfred began to sing. "I don't want a lot for Christmas, there is just one thing i need. And I don't care about presents, underneath the Christmas tree. I just want you for my own, more than you could ever know. All i want for Christmas is you." he sang, grinning.
Alfred sang the song, not quite able to reach all the high notes but Arthur didn't care. He was beaming and tearing up by the end of the song. "That was beautiful...you git." he said, grinning. Alfred laughed. "Love you too Arthur. It's late, you should get some sleep." he said gently upon hearing Arthur yawn. The other sighed through the phone. "Alright...I love you you fool." Arthur said, smiling. Alfred laughed. "Love ya too Iggy. Now go to sleep fore Santa passes over your house." he said, grinning. Arthur laughed and shook his head. "It's Arthur you git. Good night." he said, smiling gently. They hung up and Alfred began thinking. Looks like Iggy would get what he wanted for Christmas.
He grabbed his coat, locked up his house, and drove to the air port. "Best Christmas Eve ever." he murmured.
Done for a contest on DA. Not much else to say.