A/N: HI! This is my first fanfic ever, so please go easy on me!
The story is a pretty innocent fluffy UsUk one. Arthur says bloody once (I don't think that counts as a swear word though), and at the end it implies some adult bed times, if you know what I mean (very mildly though). Anyways, I hope you enjoy it none the less! :D Oh, and review if you can please! ;)
England looked up at the alarm clock on the bedside table.
3:34am
He usually got up early, but even for him this was just way too early. He was too old to stay up all night and go partying all the time nowadays. Embroidery and a cup of tea made his Saturday nights interesting enough for his liking.
He sat up slowly. Then looked over his shoulder at his sleeping lover.
He smiled gently to himself as America was led on his pillow breathing calmly, looking like he was dreaming of the things he usually associated with happiness like hamburgers and McDonalds.
"E-England…" He mumbled wriggling a little. Arthur blushed, quietly jumping out of bed and scurrying red faced out of the bedroom.
He went down to the kitchen and opened the fridge door, his eyes first seeing a cold but obviously melted pot of vanilla ice cream.
"Bloody idiot. Surely by now he should know to put ice cream in the freezer." He made sure the lid was secure, and then put it in the bottom drawer of the freezer-where all of America's other ice cream was- afterwards walking to the conservatory whilst drinking his water.
He looked up at the starry night sky, remembering when Alfred had confessed to him on a night just like this.
Flashback
'I…I love you. Arthur." America's whole face was an impossible shade of red. His hands clenched into fists at his sides, his eyes shut tight with his face pointing towards the floor.
'…' Arthur was stunned. What should he say? What should he do?
'Arty! I just said I loved you! You gotta' at least have some kind of reac-' Alfred exclaimed as his head whipped up to look at Arthur. Tears were streaming down England's face, which was also a cute shade of pink.
'I love you too you idiot' he whimpered. His hands reached up to cover his tears, only for his wrists to be grabbed by America and for his lips to be pulled into a sweet and gentle kiss. After what seemed to be only a fraction of a second, Alfred pulled their lips apart, their foreheads still touching.
'I love you' he said almost whispering.
'I love you too' Arthur replied.
And that was where their relationship as lovers began.
End of flashback
That was over 50 years ago, and we're still in love he thought to himself. So caught up in his own memories, Arthur didn't realise that Alfred had come down the stairs and walked up behind him. He only noticed when he felt a pair of arms slip around his waist and a chin rest on his shoulder.
"Heh…Why are you up so early?" Arthur asked.
"I woke up and you weren't beside me, so I came downstairs to see if you were here." Alfred replied.
"Well, you found me." Arthur chuckled a bit. "Lets go back to bed ok?"
"Sure." Alfred released Arthur only to pick him up bridal style causing Arthur to blush a deep shade of pink, clearly showing in the moon lit conservatory. He was carried back to bed and lets just say they thoroughly enjoyed themselves until dawn.
A/N: Thank you for reading this! Like I said, this is my first fanfic ever, so if you have any criticism about anything please tell me by reviewing! Or if you just liked it please tell me by reviewing also! ;) THANK YOU! :D