"Arthur!"
The American called, his voice hoarse from the past six times he had called for the green eyed man with no respond.
"Iggy!", he tried again only louder.
"EYEBROWS!"
The Brit gritted his teeth as he came upstairs to the now whining American.
"SHUT UP"
"NO YOU SHUT UP"
"THIS IS WHY I HATE YOU"
"WHY"
"BECAUSE YOU WHINE SO MUCH "Why did it take you so long?"
"Because I had to run all the way to the frog's house to get your bloody soup!" Arthur snapped making Alfred sit up.
"Because your food made me sick!" Alfred grabbed his stomach before letting out a small whimper.
Arthur blushed recalling the fact that 3 days prior to the day that he had begged the younger man to try his 'delicious' dish. Two hours later he found the boy puking his guts out all over his loo and crying. It wasn't his fault that his cooking skills were so terrible that even stray animals wouldn't eat it! Even though it was his fault that the American would be spending his 21st birthday in bed sick instead of out with the frog ,and who ever that boy he dragged along with him was, at a bar. Not like he hadn't snuck off to Germany for a field trip when he was 16 in order to legally drink, but Arthur had promised himself that he would do anything to make sure that the younger man would enjoy his birthday anyway.
He didn't need to drink to be happy. All Arthur had to do now was calm down.
"I'm sorry,Alfred"
"It's okay", The younger man smiled and Arthur continued.
"A couple of your friends dropped off your presents earlier today" The Brit smiled before pointing to the stack of presents next to him.
"Pass me Matthew's gift first"
"Who?"
The American facepalmed before pointing to a blue box with a red bow.
"That one"
Arthur handed Alfred the box before sitting on the edge of the bed. Alfred smiled when he saw a pair of movie tickets inside.
"AH SWEET" The Brit smiled at the man.
"Hey Artie, wanna go see Displicable Me 2 this weekend?" The blue eyed man smile again before waving one of the tickets in the green eyed man's face.
"Ok"
Alfred placed the two tickets back inside the box before closing the box and gently placing it on the floor. "Do you want to open another gift yet?"
"Maybe" Alfred laughed before looking at the Brit.
"so..." Alfred whispered after a long silence.
"Soo" Arthur mocked.
"What cha get me~" Alfred sang before reaching for his bowl of soup.
"Close your eyes~" Arthur sang back.
Alfred sat the soup back down and did what he was told while still smirking. Arthur leaned in catching the American's lips with his own. Shocked yet pleased Alfred kissed Arthur back,enjoying the strong yet bitter taste of tea on his tongue. Just as quick as the kiss came it went, leaving both men blushing, but all the while pleased. Alfred blushed before hugging the shorter man.
"Happy Birthday Al"
"Thank you Iggy"
"Hey Alfred"
"Yes"
"I don't hate you"
"Um, Iggy"
"Yes"
"Can I open my present again"
"As often as you want"
The Brit leaned in and kiss the man again, only this time slowly and more passionate. Arthur had a feeling that this would be a gift they both enjoyed.