A/N: Thanks for the reviews! Here's chapter three!
Btw, I don't Own Hetalia or 'Turn Me On' By David Guetta.
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Dance
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November 20th
2:45PM
You know who are the most awesome people in the world right now?
Gilbert and Matthew. They had just let Alfred borrow their sound system, well, more specifically, Gilbert's sound system. Why? Because it was Holiday for Thanksgiving! Gilbert and Ludwig were gone to go visit family, so the albino decided to let the twins and Ivan to borrow the system. Sure, Thanksgiving it wasn't for another seven days, but the school gave everyone that week and weekend off. Awesome right? Only bad thing was that everyone left to go visit family. All except, of course, Ivan and Matthew. The three of them were going to see a movie and eat college food for Thanksgiving!
Did the Russian even have family? He must have because of that letter… Alfred frowned for a moment before focusing back onto the sound system plugged into his laptop. Now wasn't the time to think of that, he had to blast an awesome song before Ivan and Matthew came back! They both went to the library to get some lame books to read since today was the last day it would be open till break was over.
Who needed books? Alfred had the Internet! That's all anybody needed!
A grin spread on the blonde's face as he clicked on a song in his playlist. Light electronic beats came out of the system, loud and clear that made the blonde start moving in his seat to the beat, yeah! This was a great song!
'Doctor, doctor need ya back home baby
Doctor doctor, Where you at? give me something
I Need your loving need your loving need your lovin'
You got that kind of medicine to keep me coming'
He was up off the couch now, rolling his hips, his arms in the air singing along loudly to the lyrics. Not noticing the door opening and his roommate entered alone, who looked up and stared at the display.
'My body needs a hero come and save me!
Something tells me you know how to save me!
I been feeling weird, I need you! Come and recuse me!
Ooooooohh'
Alfred sang to the long note that decreased in pitch, his hips moving slowly to each lowered note. Then they snapped to the side, his voice synchronizing with the singer's, even harmonizing at some points. He didn't even notice amused amethyst eyes that watched every sway to the music that picked up with beat. A slight smirk graced pale lips as the blonde took off his bomber jacket to the beat of the music, swaying it back and forth like he was drying himself with a towel after a shower… Now it was on the couch, exposing a white wife beater and rather well defined arms under it.
Make me come alive come on and turn me on
Touch me, save my life, come on and turn me one
I'm so, going to die, now Turn me on!
Make me come alive! Now turn me on!
Alfred was lost to the beats and rhythm, completely oblivious to his audience and the fact that it gained another member as his brother peaked around the entranced Russian. With a sly grin rarely seen on the introverted young man, he slowly pulled out his phone and began to record the display.
"Hey Ivan, what do you think of Alfred's dancing?" Matthew asked with a grin, knowing the camera and Ivan could hear him, but Alfred couldn't over the music.
"He would make a very good pole dancer." The man said with a grin making Matthew laugh as the taller of the two reached into the back pocket of his jeans for his wallet.
Matthew trained the camera on the Russian as he milled through the leather item before he pulled out two American dollars. Stifling his laughter, Matthew kept the camera trained on the tall man as he placed his wallet back, and strolled right over to Alfred who still had his dancing ass turned away from the two, and stuffed the bills into the waist band of his pants.
Alfred jumped straight into the air, yelling in shock and scrambled away from Ivan, who was now giggling.
Alfred hit the spacebar with unneeded force on his laptop, and the music stopped.
"Dude! What the hell! You almost gave me a heart attack! You don't just go around shoving your hand down people's pa- what the hell is this?" The furious blond had snatched the bills from his pants and waved them out in front of him accusingly at a highly amused Russian.
"Oh, I thought I'd be the first to pay you for your job decision."
Alfred just stared blankly at the smiling man, blue eyes intense as the meaning of the sentence seeped into his noggin.
Oh.
Oh hell no.
"I ain't a damn male prostitute dancer! Fuck you!" Ivan was out right laughing now, and Matthew couldn't contain his own laughter, the camera shaking heavily.
"But Alfred! You're so good at it!" Alfred's glare turned to his twin, and his eyes widened and shock displayed on his face as he spotted the phone in his evil brother's hand.
No! Nononono!
"Did you record that?" A blush was rising on his face.
"Everything." Matthew replied, laughter dying down and an evil smirk spreading on his face.
What had Alfred done to deserve this?
"This would look good on Facebook. Don't you think, Ivan?"
Matthew was no longer one of the most awesome in the world. No. He had become enemy number one in Alfred's book!
"Да. I'm sure Francis and England would be very interested in his new hobby."
Damn commie is second.
Matthew laughed loudly as Alfred lunged for him; the only reason why the furious brother didn't get him was that Ivan had him in an arm lock.
Alfred kicked and struggled against the man who now had him a few inches off the ground so he couldn't attempt to flip him over.
"I will get BOTH of you for this! How could you Mattie?" Blue eyes became big behind glasses and a pout formed on his face as he became limp in Ivan's grasp, appearing dejected. "My own flesh and blood, turned against me!" Matthew just kept grinning at him as he began to reply the footage so Alfred could see from a safe distance away.
Alfred blushed as the video played, he watched himself be embarrassing. Ugh, is that what he looked like? Slut.
Alfred turned his head so he could look behind himself at humored lilac eyes.
Swallow your pride Alfred! Time to make attempt an alliance with enemy number two to get back at one!
Sad thoughts, sad thoughts, sad thoughts:
Think of kittens slowly dying on the street because they have no one willing to take care of them-
Oh yeah, some moisture going on in the eyes! No tears though, that would be going too far.
"Vanya~" Added affect of nickname.
Ivan raised a brow before grinning and tightening his hold so that Alfred's back was flush against his front.
"Oh Fredka, that's not going to work~"
Damn it. Plan B.
"Right. Well. If you let me go and you help me catch my traitorous brother, for the thanksgiving movie, you can choose and I pay for your ticket." Alfred said with a grin. Ten bucks would be worth making sure that video never got out.
The Russian's brows furrowed as he looked up at the ceiling in a contemplative state.
Matthew paled and threw Ivan a scared look.
"You can do that and I'll buy popcorn with the ticket!" The boy's quite voice suddenly blurted out and Alfred's jaw dropped as Ivan made a contemplative sound.
Shit! Top it!
"I'll raise you a drink!"
"Candy!"
"Back massage!"
"What?"
"What?"
Yeah what? What had just come out of Alfred's own mouth? He looked back at Ivan who had a very surprised look on his face.
"Yeah, ya'll heard me. Back massage after the movie and all of the above. Deal?"
The platinum blond smirked as he dropped Alfred from the hold to a heap on the floor.
"Да. Deal."
Alfred didn't even complain as he got up from and smirked at his brother who stood ridged at the door.
"Maple." He said lightly before booking it out of his now two worst nightmare's rooms.
Alfred and Ivan took off after him like dogs after a cat.
They chased the other twin down several flights of stairs and out of the dorm building, into the snow.
Alfred bulldozed through the seven inches of the fluff, his mind completely set on capturing his brother and tickling him till he peed and died. The said teen was just a few feet in front of himself and Ivan, the latter beginning to pull forward due to his long strides, a focused grin plastered on his face making the blond grin and begin to laugh.
"We're going to get you Mattie!" Alfred shouted as they gained on the other twin who was now chanting 'Maple'.
Then, he took a sharp turn around a tree; Alfred tried to copy, but ended up slipping. With a shout, he slid into the snow, efficiently getting covered in it as Ivan took the turn and was now upon Matthew.
Alfred took this moment to realize he had left his bomber jacket back at the dorm, and was in nothing but jeans, a wife beater, and tennis shoes. The snow quickly melted on his heated body, soaking him.
Holymotheroffuckit'scold!
His nipples could probably cut glass right now!
He scrambled to his feet, snow flying everywhere, shivering violently, arms clamped around himself in a vain attempt to keep himself warm. He looked around the tree and saw Ivan had caught Mattie with one arm. The pouting twin had his phone back out at was probably wiping that stupid video off the memory of his phone.
Good. No one outside of them will ever know.
"Y-yeah! Y-you c-can be awesome w-when ya want t-to be, B-Braginski!"
The mentioned man set the other twin who had stuffed his phone forcefully back into his pocket with a huff on the ground and walked towards the other shivering blonde.
"Silly Fredka, should put your jacket on before going into the snow."
A weight of warmth settled on Alfred's shoulders and he wrapped himself up in it without a second thought. The warmth was a thick green wool coat that smelled of mint and rosemary.
Alfred looked up at a kindly smiling Ivan and grinned back.
Maybe the creepy guy wasn't that bad after all.
Neither of them noticed Matthew who gave them both an appraising look before whipping his phone back out and texting rapidly, a smile of knowing on his face.
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