The Worst Guy To Fall For
Chapter One
As Alfred walked down the hallway to the G8 meeting with Arthur, he saw a tall, silver haired Russian up ahead that made his heart skip a beat. 'Oh God. He Is So Cute! I Want To Just Jump Him Right Now,' he thought licking his lips. "Hey, Arthur, what do you think of Ivan?" he whispered, nudging the British man next to him.
"He's so weird. He's bi-polar and creepy. He gives me the willies, Al," Arthur replied softly, looking at him with a disgusted look on his face.
"Why do you say that? Do you even know him personally? I think he's kinda nice and sweet," Alfred asked, blushing a little bit thinking of the Russian.
Arthur looked at him like he was crazy. "Are we talking about the same Russian here? The one who broke that cursed chair I made you sit in? The same Russian that goes "Kol kol kol kol kol"? The same Russian that scares the SHIT out of anyone who looks at him wrong? The same Russian that says "Become One With Mother Russia, Da?" in that creepy way? You have gone insane Alfred," he said, rolling his eyes.
"But he looks so nice when he isn't going "Kol kol kol" or "Become one with Mother Russia". Plus he's actually a pretty cool dude," he said, looking at the floor and messing with his shirt. 'Why Does Arthur Seem To Hate Ivan? He Can't Be THAT Bad…,' Al thought with a tiny sigh.
"Al, why are you defending the damn creepy Russian anyway?" Arthur asked, his voice no longer hushed.
Alfred's eyes grew wide as Ivan turned around and tilted his head in confusion. "V'hat are you defending me about, Alfred? Is someone making fun of me, da?" he asked, his Russian accent making Alfred's heart beat faster.
"Um…I…Uh…I j-just said th-that you weren't as creepy as e-everyone says," Al stuttered, his face fully red with blush.
Ivan smiled at Alfred. "V'ell thank you, Amerika. But now, let's all head to the meeting, da?" he said, then turned around and walked into the room of the meeting.
Alfred! Do you like him?" Arthur whispered, grabbing Al's arm as he tried to follow Ivan's lead.
"Well…K-kinda. But it's hard not to dude. He's cute and tall and sexy and-" Al started but was cut off by Arthur's hand covering his mouth.
"No! Do NOT like him Alfred F. Jones! If you do, you may lose all of your loved ones. Do you understand me?" he said, glaring at the younger man.
Alfred hung his head and nodded. "Yes," he replied softly then walked into the meeting with Arthur.
A/N; Hey Guys! I Just HAD To Write A Story About America x Russia! They Are Like My New Favorite Hetalia Couple:) I Love Them Now 3
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