Chapter 1:

Alfred sighed, looking back at the clock every five seconds as he nervously paced the floor. Could time be going any slower? He would whine when he noticed that time was hardly passing and soon sat down on the couch as he tried to remember why he agreed to this.

Not too long ago, the frog himself convinced him to sign up for a dating website because "he was tired of seeing Alfred so lonely~." Pfft. Alfred wasn't lonely. He was perfectly fine! He had Tony at home, and he was friends with everyone! Why would he be lonely?!

Of course, he was hesitant at first, but he eventually gave up. After a while, he met someone with the username "SpanishTomato." Okaaaay… Well, Alfred's wasn't any better. "FREEEEEDOM," or something along those lines.

Alfred talked to this "SpanishTomato" for a while and found that they really got along well! They were both pretty happy most of the time, they loved tomatoes and the color red. It was really nice! Alfred could see himself forming a close relationship with this person!

After a while though, the other person sent a message that caused Alfred to pause. "¿Te gustaría salir conmigo?," the message read. The American almost forgot that this was a dating site! Luckily, he spoke Spanish, so he accepted his invitation and they made plans to go out to dinner!

Now, why was Alfred freaking out? Because he'd never been on a blind date before. Because he knows that he's a dork and might fuck everything up. Because he liked this person, whether as a friend or not, and he didn't want them hating him.

Finally it was time for him to leave as he exited his house and got in his car, driving to the restaurant they agreed to meet at. He got a table and waited for his blind date to show up when he got a text from said person. "Ok, I'm here!" The text read. Alfred looked up towards the entrance and saw a man enter, and his blue eyes were locked on his blind date.

The man had striking jade eyes, messy and semi-curly chocolate hair, perfect sun-kissed skin, and a big smile as he had promised he usually had. The blonde found himself unable to look away. /This/ was his date? He swallowed nervously and stood up, waving a hand at him to call him over.

The man seemed to notice him and waved back before walking over. Once he arrived, they shook hands and introduced themselves. "Hóla! My name is Antonio, but most people call me Toni! What's your name?" The Spanish man smiled widely, which kinda made Alfred's heart skip a beat.

"Oh, um, my name is Alfred. Feel free to call me Alfie or Al, though! I prefer calling people by their nicknames." He returned the smile.

"Nice to meet you, Alfie!" Toni happily replied as the two men took their seats.

The waitress came and got them drinks, Alfred got a soda and Toni got some sangria. Soon after, they started having a pleasant conversation about their likes and dislikes. Alfred noticed that Toni would chuckle when he mentioned some of his hobbies and such. Were they amusing to him? He didn't know, but he didn't ask either… yet.

Eventually, the curiosity got to him and Alfred spoke up. "Say, any particular reason you're laughing while I'm telling you what I like to do?"

Toni appeared dumbfounded by the question, but simply laughed again and shook his head lightly. "Because, mí amigo, you get so passionate when you talk about your likes and your eyes light up, and it's adorable!"

Alfred sputtered. Wh-what?! Him? Adorable? No way! "Adorable? I'm not adorable! I'm manly as fuck!" He pouted. What was with that smile of his?

Toni chuckled again. "You're telling me you're manly, but you're pouting. It's child-like and innocent, so it's cute." He smiled.

The blonde blushed and mumbled something before averting his eyes. "'m not cute…" He puffed his cheeks.

Most of the date went on like that, with Toni telling Alfred that he was precious and Alfred denying every time. However, it was temporarily stopped when the waitress took their order and they got their dinner. The two ate and everything else was going fine, which Alfred was happy for. He was sure he would've messed things up!

When he finished, however, he went to grab his napkin and accidentally knocked his soda over, spilling it on Toni. ...Fuck.

"Oh man, I'm so sorry dude! I-it was an accident!" Alfred quickly apologized.

Toni waved his hand dismissively. "It's fine. I'll be right back, I'm going to go wash up, okay? You can just wait here, cutie~" He teased as Alfred pouted again.

"I'm not cute!" He yelled, causing the entire restaurant to look at them. Alfred shrunk in his seat and Toni kissed his head comfortingly.

"Calm down, mí amigo~ It's just an accident, no?" He smiled in a reassuring way which calmed Alfred down immediately.

"Yeah… thanks." He gave a small smile as he watched Toni head off to try and wash the soda off. While he was gone, Alfred sighed and rested his head in his hands. Fuck, he ruined everything. He was such a screwup. He couldn't do anything right, and now Toni probably hated him! He wanted to hide from the world. Hide from everything and everyone, just disappear off the face of the Earth.

Toni soon returned and it was obvious that he tried to get the soda off, but it didn't entirely come off. Alfred sighed at this. He paid for their meal as apology and they left. Once outside, Alfred looked down at the floor.

"Hey, I'm… I'm sorry for ruining this date thing. I'm just a clutz and I always mess things up. I really wanted this to work out, y'know? I guess I panicked too much, so something ended up happening…" He mumbled.

Toni frowned and hugged Alfred, to which the American blushed and nuzzled into his chest. "Shh, shh… You didn't ruin the date, mi amor. It was the best date I've ever been on, and I can't wait for more like it." He assured him with one of his sweet smiles.

The blonde blushed brightly at the name, then nodded slightly. "O… okay… Then I'll be the silliest person you've ever met~" He laughed. "Prepare yourself, Toni!"

The Spaniard nodded. "I will~ Buenas noches, Alfred." He released him, and the two went home.