Remember the first 17 chapters of Tig-Chan's Alfredism story can be found in the download link in the first chapter. Because what you are about to read is just a continuation. All the before chapters 1-18 are there.
Chapter is beta'd by the lovely Tig-Can again!
Last chapter 17 slight recap. After the plan went through and now they are both back together once again.
A month later, Alfred was laying next to me in bed at my apartment. I heard him take a deep breath and thought he was asleep, but found I was wrong when he said:
"Hey, Arthur, I really don't wanna be a virgin anymore."
Chapter 18
Alfred's voice had been filled with such seriousness when he spoke his desire to Arthur, the Briton had to look down at the teen with more fear than astonishment. Alfred's serious tone made his blood rush. Arthur's breath became almost lost as Alfred stared at him with large, but slightly confident blue eyes. The eyes showed the boys fear; whether it was the fear of rejection, or the fear of losing something he could never get back.
Arthur was leaning toward the latter of the two. He turned his body on the bed and pushed on Alfred's chest lightly making the teens back rest firmly on the bed while the older hovered over him. Arthur watched Alfred eyes the whole time and felt horrible as he could see the fear increase. "Alfred you are asking me to take away something that can never be taken again." Arthur's voice was soft and caring, but held some wisdom even for his young age.
"I know Arthur." Alfred said his arms were shook as he reached up and wrapped them around Arthur's neck. Arthur held firm as Alfred attempted to pull him down.
"Alfred I am not going to have sex with you." Although Alfred's eyes still held fear, a hint of disappointment lingered within as well.
"I saying this for your own good, Alfred. Please forgive me, but I know if we did this now we would both regret not waiting." Arthur took his hand and placed it on Alfred's cheek.
Alfred let out a breath that was followed by a stray tear, "It's just that next month is finals and then summer vacation."
Arthur blinked he had not thought of all the time they would have to spend apart for summer. Three long months they'd be apart. Three months they would have to made due with phone calls, texts, and emails. Three months without Alfred. "I just wanted it to be my parting gift... Please, Arthur, just take me."
Arthur shook his head, "Alfred I will do no such thing." He brought the teen up off the bed and into his arms.
Alfred wrapped his arms around Arthur and buried his face into his shoulder, "Miss Elizaveta showed me one of her books too. Now almost every night I dream that it is you doing that to me in the books." Arthur knew EXACTLY what he was talking about. The Frog and that blasted woman have both been slipping them into his mail.
"You are not ready Alfred. I can tell. Please don't force me to do something neither of us want to do." Arthur hung his head low.
"But Arthur-"
"No Alfred," he interrupted quickly, "I know what it's like to have something like that given away at the wrong time. Something you can never get back because it should be given to someone you love when you are ready, and not on a whim because you want to give it away as a parting gift. Damn it Alfred! If you are thinking like that then you truly are still a child."
Alfred laid back onto the bed, his arms falling from their perch around Arthur's neck. His eyes began to water. "I'm sorry." He mumbled before rolling on his side and curling up around himself. "We've done so much already Arthur, I just-"
"You weren't ready when I gave you a hand job at the movies, were you?" Alfred shook his head. "Remember that feeling of not being ready?" He watched Alfred nod agin. "Try multiplying that by ten times, AND throw in the possibility of a break up. Because that's what normally happens when one is not ready."
Arthur leaned down and hugged Alfred. "Love, I want it to be perfect when we finally have sex. I don't want it to be in a shower or in the car. I want to take you out to dinner do all that sappy romantic shit that Francis says I can't. Which I can, by the way. The Frog is just to flamboyant with his idea of romance. Then when the moment is right and we are both ready, I want to make love to you or you make love to me. Not sex, love, because then the passion and overwhelming feeling that will be there will bring us even closer than now, because then we will be together and move together as one." Arthur's voice held a sort of husky caring tone to it which made Alfred shiver.
"The only reason I did what I did back when you snuck in my dorm was because... I missed you so much. And well, yeah my mind was too excited, and ya know hormones are a lovely thing to have, too. But I didn't regret it and I was ready so why can't I be ready for this..." he blabbered, looking up at Arthur, thinking he'd made a valid point.
Arthur smiled lightly, "Because I know it isn't the right time for us to be doing this, love."
Alfred sighed, "Can we just lay here then?" Arthur nodded before positioning himself behind Alfred and wrapped his arms around the smaller teen.
"We seriously need beds like this in our dorms." he mumbled, cuddling back into him.
Days continued on and Alfred spent as much time as possible at Arthur's, but of course he still made time for his brother and his friends. The pressure of finals was soon starting to dawn on him, and Matthew's constant pleas for him to study were staring to make the realization that soon things would be hectic once again for the teen.
"Alfred would you please concentrate!" Matthew said hitting his brother with a notebook. Notes and books were scattered around the boys' room while the four of them sat in a small circle attempting to study. Alfred had grown bored when they left the topic of English for history which had led to him pestering Matthew. Matthew was attempting to read his old history notes had begun growl under his breath every time Alfred poked his leg. Dan had sat silently laughing every so often at the scene before him. Young Soo was attempting to hide his "studying" by being quiet as he doodled on a sheet of note book paper.
"Matthew. This is boring." Alfred complained as he flopped backwards onto the floor.
"Too bad, Alfred." Matthew said as he bit the eraser end of his pencil and stared at the notes on his lap.
"We have been learning about old dead guys for hours now!" Alfred whined impatiently, squirming on the floor.
Dan threw a pen at him, "That's not what you said about history last year, mate, when we had to learn about American history."
"But THAT history is so cool!" Alfred said, narrowly dodging the pen.
"I think it's only because their isn't much to learn since America hasn't been around so long." Matthew said finally looking up from his notes. Alfred stuck out his tongue out at his brother who only rolled his eyes at the teens stupid antics.
"We have been working on history for awhile so why not work on something else?" Dan suggested as he noticed Young Soo drifting off to sleep.
"Math?" Alfred suggested his face starting into a wide grin.
"Math originated in Korea Daze." Young Soo said rolling onto his back. By now the three had learned to ignore the Korean friend when he said such things and just let the idiot think what ever he wanted. Matthew closed his notebook. Knowing about Alfred's secret side, he asked, "So
Alfred, are you going to take the lead?"
Alfred nodded while he started ranting on excitedly about some crazy stream of numbers. "Yanno, mate, if you came to me saying he was good at math before I roomed with him, I would have called you a bloody liar," Dan said leaning over to Matthew.
"Wait till we get to Chem and Bio we may just need to tape his mouth to get him to shut up." Dan smirked at the reply as he watched Alfred point to various numbers on the page.
"Alfred is a geek, Daze." Young Soo chuckled, making Matthew smile at the argument that soon broke out.
Never call Alfred a Geek. Call him a nerd. So I hope all of you liked it. I know I am not the original author, but I'll do my best to do an awesome story justice.
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