Alfred's day starter like any other. He was vaguely awoke by the sound of the alarm and a sudden lack of warmth accompanied by a kiss on the forehead. Once fully awake Alfred realized why he was awake at six on a Saturday morning. Ivan, Alfred's lover, had to return home today. Ivan's flight left at ten so that gave the lovers enough time to have one last morning. After loading Ivan's packed suitcase in the car the couple headed out for breakfast and a walk in the park. Even though the sun was shining brightly the air still had a chill and boy was Alfred feeling the cold. Ivan, acting like the gentleman he was, surrendered his sweater to the shorter nation. Once the couple made it back to the car, it was time to head to the airport. After a sweet kiss, Ivan was gone and Alfred was left teary eyed and alone. Alfred made his way home in a fog of sadness. As soon as the sad nation made it home he fell into bed and curled into Ivan's sweater. 'At least I have something to cuddle until he comes back.' Alfred thought before falling asleep.

A.N: There, I published it. Happy now Liss? Anyways! There is a cute little Fic for you that was inspired by a true story.