(Guys this is a human AU where Arthur is an author. Alfred is just his boyfriend who is concerned for the stress put on the Brit. So have fun! And the reason it says Day 2 is because I have been doing this on my dA account and did a picture for Day 1. Enjoy this little short drabble!)
Arthur sighed, tapping the pencil on the desk as he struggled to keep his mind concentrated on the papers in front of him. He knew the due date was coming up soon, but he just couldn't seem to come up with any good ideas. This book was supposed to be done in two weeks. TWO WEEKS. How would he ever get the other half of the story done? The main characters were now just sitting there awkwardly, doing nothing. This was a deadening moment, the climax gone. He needed a good plot twist, one that would shock his audience and editor.
"HEY ARTIE!" a voice yelled, scaring the shit out of him. He jumped, his chair flying backwards and taking him with it due to lovely gravity. His head hit the floor hard, making him swear loudly. When his eyes opened, green met blue. "Did I scare you dude?"
"YES YOU DID YOU TWAT!" Arthur screamed, slapping at the American that was hovering over him, "I almost had a bloody heart attack you git!" The dirty blonde boy pouted, easily getting out of his lover's reach.
"Calm down dude, you're fine. I think a fall back won't result in a concussion, your skull is too thick for that." The Brit's face got even redder and he scrambled to his feet.
"Oh shut it! I did nothing wrong! You're the one who scared me!" he crossed his arms, "And now my office is a complete mess!" Before he could pick a single paper up, Alfred grabbed his hand. His glasses were then pulled off of his face and set on the desk. "Al what on earth-?!"
He was picked up, making him squeak. "Shut up Artie," the blue eyed blonde said dully, giving him the slightest of glances, "I really don't want your blood pressure to sky rocket thank you very much. Listen, your arguing is giving me a headache and I might get into a bad mood if you don't stop. Stress makes you all pissy and you start whining."
"I am not pissy!" Arthur snapped, glaring a little, "Now please put me down." Alfred gave his classic hero laugh before heading out of the office.
"HAHAHA! Nope~!" he sat on the couch and kept the feisty smaller blonde in his lap, nuzzling him with a chuckle, "Now isn't this nicer than having to worry about stress? Just some cuddling together?" He didn't mind, he actually had grown upset how little time he had with his boyfriend these days. Deadline after deadline. This was his turn now.
Arthur continued to squirm, until he felt familiar soft lips peck his forehead. He froze, his cheeks flushing. He remembered how this was how it used to be. But with work, they were never together. Maybe a few minutes wouldn't hurt. He rested his head back on the American's strong chest, nuzzling into it. "I guess we could do it for a little while..." he mumbled, trying to not show how much he enjoyed this.
"Heh~ maybe this would be a great ending for your book-"
"Oh shut it git you're ruining the moment."
The end~
