It's All Fluffy N' Stuff
Arthur swore he could hear that bloody git's laugh all the way across the ocean. Of course, he actually was in America right now for the World Meeting. And as usual, the final day was upon them and nothing had been done. What was the point of these meetings? Honestly, Arthur wasn't sure.
"Iggy! Come get lunch with me!"
And there was the git. Arthur let out sigh, "At least take us somewhere other than that blasted McDonald you Americans love so much."
America pouted, but grumbled a, "Fine…" and grabbed England's hand. England attempted to pull it away, but Alfred's grip was too strong. Thankfully, no one was around so he enjoyed it while he could. (Don't tell France about the 'enjoying it' part—he would never hear the end of it.)
Alfred took Arthur to a small restaurant with all homemade food. When they finished eating, Alfred reached across the table and poked Arthur's nose, who then swatted the American's hand away. "Was the food good enough for ya?"
Arthur shrugged, "Good enough. And it's 'you', not 'ya'."
"You're such a downer, bro."
"I am not a 'bro'," he said stiffly.
"Lighten up!"
"I will not 'lighten up' until you use proper English!"
"I speak American!"
"You speak Gibberish."
"I can make you speak Gibberish," he said.
"Wha—?" But before Arthur could finish speaking, Alfred had leaned across the table and kissed him. Kissed him. Once Alfred pulled away, he watched the array of emotions play on Arthur's face.
"Why did—? What—? Did you actually just—?"
Alfred laughed loudly, a smirk playing on his lips, "I told you I could make you speak Gibberish."
"Alfred F. Jones!" Arthur threatened, his blush spreading rapidly, "Why on earth would kiss me?"
"'Cause I looooooooooooooooooooove you!" he replied, dragging on the 'o' in 'love'.
"Alfred…"
"My room, tonight at eleven, okay?" he jumped up from his seat and ran out chuckling, leaving an angry and flustered Brit sitting at the booth.
"Wait! Alfred! You—! Get back here you git, and pay this bloody check—!"
That night was the best night of their lives.
THE END
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BRIDGET!
So, this is a little thing I wrote for my friend's birthday. USUK fluff, since it's her favorite pairing. Thanks for reading!
Peace. Love. Anime.
~hetalia-deathnote-kuroshitsuji~