I'm sorry if I fail OTL
It's my first fanfic so please do forgive me OTL
But hopefully you'll like it (or not)
This story takes place on the 4th of July~
"Not again, I hate this day, it brings back so many bad memories and Alfred just ignores me on this day" I said to myself as I walked downstairs. I headed towards the living room, I didn't feel hungry this morning which was strange because normally i'm really hungry in the morning.
I sat down on the nearest chair in the room, I just didn't feel like doing anything at all today, I just wasn't the mood. The phone rang and it was Francis offering for him and me and a few others to go out and get something to eat. But I refused. I just wasn't myself at all. Francis tried everything to get me to go but I just kept refusing. I finally felt like eating and I got up off the chair and went into the kitchen but whenever I was there it just reminded me of the day I brung Alfred to my house for breakfast because he wanted to see my house. Alfred was so happy that day... I sat down on a chair because I felt weird, I was starting to feel like I felt earlier this morning. I sat there for 15 minutes doing nothing just thinking about all the good times I had with Alfred before that day...I felt like I was going to cry.
I realised why he might have wanted independence, he probably wanted independence because I wasn't able to be with him when he needed me. I failed at being his brother. I started to cry because I just couldn't hold in the tears any longer. I sat there for half an hour crying... I just wanted someone to come and cheer me up but there was no one who would, I should have just went with Francis and the others but I didn't. I was stupid enough to refuse.
Just as I was sitting there crying my eyes out I heard the front door opening, I stopped crying because I was wondering who was able to get into my house, only Alfred had a key but why would he be coming to see me on this day? Today is the day he wanted independence from me so why would he come see me? I slowly got up from the chair and just as I was about to open the door of the kitchen there was Alfred smiling at me as if he couldn't careless what day it was or what happened back then.
"Arthur? What's the matter? Why are you crying?" Alfred said in a worried tone.
I just couldn't reply to him, I didn't know what to do. I just cried even more. "Arthur? Seriously what's the matter? Did something bad happen?"
Alfred then pulled me into a hug, I didn't want to hug him back because he didn't deserve me hugging him. He deserved someone else, someone better.
"Arthur you should really stop crying, I didn't come all the way over to here to see you cry, I came all the way over to you so I could cheer you up since every year you're always upset on this day!"
"Really? You didn't just come over here to annoy me?"
"No of course not!" Alfred said, smiling.
"Alfred, you know I don't hate you for wanting independence from me don't you?"
"Of course! Do you really think i'd expect you to hate me?"
I just smiled back at him, couldn't say anything back. Alfred then stopped hugging me and he looked at me with a cute smile. I couldn't resist but to hug him. So I hugged him as tight as I could because I didn't want to lose him again.
"Arthur?"
"Yes Alfred?"
"You know I hate you" He said smiling.
"I hate you too"
I slowly stopped hugging him and smiled at smiled back and pulled me closer to him, he pulled me so close to him that he gentlely placed his lips on mine, I moved away from him. "Alfred what are you doing?"
"What do you think? It's pretty obvious" He said while laughing.
Alfred then pulled me closer again and kissed me so I kissed him back.
Eventually we stopped kissing and we spent the rest of that day together.
I do apologise for such a short story but like i said it's my first one.