I do not own Axis Powers Hetalia all characters are the copyright of Himaruya, Hidekazu
My first Hetalia Post. So this is a just a a fic that kinda came to me after watching Ep 26. I kinda wish I could have made drunk England funnier. I love this show and this pairing. They are so cute together. Anyways Enjoy.
"Really Arthur, you're no fun when you're drunk!" Alfred grumbled
The blonde Englishman glared at Alfred, as the American pulled him up the stairs to his house. His ruddy face seemed to grow even redder in the porch light.
"Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! I'm fine. What do you know? Wanker!" Arthur yelled.
Arthur aimed a punch for the taller man , but his balance failed him and he nearly toppled over.
"I told you. You're hammered," Alfred said emphatically
Before England could argue anymore Alfred scooped him up by the waist and carried him into the house.
"I'mabefine," Arthur slurred before plunking down onto his knees and beginning to draw circles on the floor
Unfortunately it was at that point the seven pints of English Ale turned on him. Arthur zoomed to his feet and rushed to the bathroom. There was the sound of Arthur retching, a toilet flush and the sink running. When Arthur re-emerged he seemed to have calmed down a bit. Alfred was waiting for him with a set of blue pajamas.
"I don't get it. How come you never seem to be affected," Arthur wondered as he buttoned the pajama top.
"Because I'm awesome!" Alfred giggled
England swayed, already dreading the splitting headache he would wake up to the next morning. He wondered why he had ever thought a night at the pub was a good idea. Alfred slipped his arms around the smaller nation; who responded by grasping Alfred's waist. Alfred then guided Arthur toward the couch. Arthur leaned into the couch. He nearly drifted off to sleep until he caught Alfred's smirk. Those sky blue eyes glittered with something akin to amusement and mirth.
"What are you so happy about?" he groused
"Because you've finally stopped calling me idiot and you've still got your arm around my waist," Arthur pulled out his hand and glanced away.
"Awww you're turning red again! Still drunk? " Alfred teased
"Idiot!" England shot back and threw a pillow at him for emphasis.
Alfred simply seized his wrist and pinned him to the couch. In another second they were kissing.
"I take it back. You are more fun when drunk," Alfred smiled
Arthur silenced him with another kiss.
Hangover be damned, going out drinking had been a great plan.