So general. I can go fifty thousand ways with this. Alright... Let's do this...
Day 4: On a Date (High School! AU)
Alfred could feel his heart race. He ran to the center of town, his left shoe untied and his shirt halfway tucked into his pants. His backpack hung on one shoulder, in danger of falling to his elbow with every step he took. His hair was flying in the breezy August air, making it seem alive. His heart pounded in his ears as his sneakers bounced off the pavement. He gasped for air as he bent over, almost collapsing on the man in front of him, who was sitting with earphones in his ears, blasting some oldies rock song. The man looked down at Alfred, who was still gasping for breath, with an expression of expectancy.
"Alfred," the boy took out his earphones and glared down at Alfred. "You are half an hour late. Care to explain?"
Alfred looked up with a sheepish smile, "I... I slept in."
Arthur's thick eyebrow twitched, "You were the one who invited me. I didn't have to come, but I did it for you. Yet, you show up a half an hour late."
Alfred gulped, "W-Well, I'll make it up to you!"
"You better!"
"Okay, so I'm thinking a cheesy as hell picnic, a movie, and then dinner, and finally, a night under the stars!"
Arthur's expression lightened a bit, "That's quite an agenda."
"Well, it is our anniversary. One year today..." Alfred stood up, grinning at Arthur.
Arthur huffed and glared to his left at a pigeon who was begging nearby outside restaurant diners to feed him.
"You were late on our anniversary... You bloody arse. You get no more chances."
"Sir, yes sir!"
The thin grass waved a greeting to the two blondes as they made their way up the hillside. The park was unusually quiet with only two parents pushing their children on the swings. Alfred sighed as he finally got to the top,"Alrighty! So here's this awesome tree we can lean against, and I got a blanket in my backpack! Aren't I so prepared and stuff!" Alfred put down the backpack as Arthur reached the top. The taller began to unfold the blanket. Then he took out two bagged lunches for the two of them.
Arthur bit back a snark comment about how it wasn't very "being so prepared and stuff" for Alfred to be 30 minutes late. Instead, he helped Alfred with the blanket. Alfred sat down, leaning against the tree and Arthur followed suit. They quietly ate their sandwiches, just enjoying the other's company. Alfred finished his lunch quickly and adjusted himself before lying down with his head in Arthur's lap. Arthur blushed before eating his cookies, focusing on the children on the swings.
Once Arthur finished his lunch, he began to play with Alfred's hair. Alfred had nodded into the touch, dozing off for ten minutes in the sun.
When Alfred woke up, he was full of energy, to Arthur's dismay. He pulled Arthur to his feet and quickly stuffed the blanket into his backpack and pulled Arthur to trash the eaten lunches. Then he dragged Arthur onto the playground.
Arthur, at first, was against the whole "let's-act-like-we're-five-again!" idea Alfred was going for. But once Alfred made fun of Arthur's eyebrows, that was it. Arthur began a cat and dog chase around the playground after Alfred. Alfred ran as he laughed, throwing back teasing words as he dashed up the stairs and tumbled down the slide. Arthur followed seconds after. Alfred dashed until he was behind a tree. Then he looked to the playground.
Arthur wasn't anywhere to be seen. Alfred left out a huff of breath, using this brief moment of peace to get his heart to slow down some. It was short lived as Arthur tackled him to the ground, grinning maniacally as he caught Alfred, pinning his hands to the ground.
"And now, I got you right where I want you!" Arthur laughed like a child, which made Alfred smile despite being in danger.
"What're ya gonna do to me, Ar-tie?" Alfred grinned as he slowly enunciated his nickname for Arthur (which said Brit despised).
Arthur glared at Alfred, "Oh, you're going to try to pull the 'Artie' card, I see..."
"Artie! Artie! Artie!" Alfred sang.
Alfred smirked as Arthur released his hands. He made quick work of trying to get Arthur off his chest, but Arthur was quicker. Immediately, Alfred felt a squeal bubble up inside him. He began to kick as Arthur skillfully attacked Alfred's most vulnerable spot: a ticklish area right below the ribs on his sides.
"ARTHUR! HAHAHA! OH MY GOD! YOU BAST- HAHAHA! YOU BASTARD!" Alfred balled up, trying still to kick Arthur off.
"Say you're sorry, love."
"I-I'M! HAHAHA! I'M SORRY!" Alfred gasped out.
"Sorry for what?"
"SORRY YOUR! HAHA! EYEBROWS ARE SO BIG!" Alfred managed to smirk. Arthur's eyes narrowed in return.
"Wrong answer, Alfred."
Alfred kicked again and Arthur barely missed a kick to the stomach.
"SORRY FOR TE- HAHAHA! TEASING YOU!"
Arthur stopped for a moment, contemplating the answer. Below him, Alfred panted for air.
"Oh, alright," Alfred was released and Arthur sat back on his heels. "Only because you looked so pitiful. It wasn't because I wanted to or anything."
Alfred gasped for air until he finally caught his breath. He gave a weak smile to Arthur.
"Arthur. I think you killed me just now. Think you can give me some mouth-to-mouth CPR?"
Arthur looked at Alfred with blushing cheeks and an unimpressed look, "That was the worst pick-up line you've told me. This is worst than your first few. What was that one about the map?"
"OH! Hey baby, gotta map? 'Cause I am lost in your eyes!" Alfred winked, which caused Arthur to smack his forehead with the palm of his head. "But enough about my AWESOME pick-up lines. I'm still needing CPR."
Arthur shook his head, knowing Alfred wouldn't stop asking until he got his way, "You, dear Alfred, are a big child." Arthur's lips met Alfred's.
They spent the rest of their time wasting it on talking about everything and nothing.
Alfred had insisted they watch Divergent, so Arthur was currently getting two tickets while Alfred was buying a large popcorn. Arthur had argued that they were going to get dinner after the movie, but it was an argument lost to Alfred's excessive eating habits.
Arthur met up with Alfred beside the concession stand. Alfred was pumping large amounts of extra butter into the tub of too much popcorn. Arthur sincerely wondered how Alfred kept off that weight, and decided it was most likely the loads of American football practice he had each week.
Arthur stole a few pieces of popcorn before they got too buttery to even pick up and lead the way to their theater. Arthur picked out seats towards the middle and Alfred began to gulp down endless amounts of popcorn.
"Alfred, the show hasn't even started," Arthur whispered to the American during the previews.
Alfred laughed, "Well, you were the one worried I wasn't gonna eat dinner! Might as well finish now rather than later!"
Arthur rolled his eyes and the movie began.
Alfred heard Arthur push the drink holder up and felt him scoot closer to Alfred. After a brief moment, Arthur rested his head on Alfred's shoulder.
"You awake?" Alfred whispered into Arthur's ear.
"Yes I am. Is it illegal to want to be close with the person you're dating?"
Alfred blushed, "N-No... Of course not..."
The movie continued and Alfred placed his now finished popcorn on the ground and wrapped his arm around Arthur, returning the gesture.
"Okay! My favorite part! Dinner time!" Alfred exclaimed once they left the theater.
Arthur shook his head, "How on Earth are you still hungry?"
Alfred replied with a smile, "Y'know Kiku? I think he works at a ramen shop nearby! Let's stop there!"
Arthur nodded, "Alright."
Alfred grabbed Arthur's hand, dragging him to the bus stop. "Okay! It's basically just one stop over!"
Arthur shook his head with a smile, "We can walk, you know."
"Oh but c'mon! I thought all you British people like the bus! I mean, I don't blame you, those double-deckers are awesome!"
"No, we don't all like the bus. And it's pretty useless to wait for the bus to take us just a block down."
Alfred sighed, "Alright. But you only win this 'cause I'm hungry!"
"Welcome..." Kiku greeted with a bow before realizing who they were. "Ah! Alfred-kun and Arthur-kun!"
"Yes, hello Kiku. It's nice to see you too," Arthur gave a small smile.
"Hey, dude! We need a table for dos," Alfred held up two fingers.
Kiku smiled and bowed slightly, "Right this way."
The shop was sparsely populated. There were several Oriental decorations lining the walls. Several sauces, such as hot sauce and soy sauce, were held in a small rack on each table. The seats looked as if they were made of bamboo and some tables had pillows to sit at instead of a chair. Kiku laid two menus on the table before noting that he was also their server and to ask him any questions, should they need to.
Once they placed their orders, Alfred began ranting to Arthur about the movie, which Arthur welcomed and included input of his own. They began to have a discussion on which section they'd probably fit into when Kiku served them their ramen. Alfred surprisingly finished his bowl of noodles, despite having the oversized popcorn. They continued their debate on whether Alfred was Dauntless or not as Arthur paid the bill and they set off into the night.
The warm summer air had cooled off with the lack of the sun. Some of the stars were covered by faint clouds. Alfred grabbed Arthur's hand and began to swing their arms. Arthur rolled his eyes but graciously allowed Alfred to continue to swing their arms. They found themselves wandering to Alfred's house, which was a few houses down from Arthur's. Alfred unlocked the door, noting to Arthur that his brother was most likely asleep, being the goody-two-shoes he was.
Alfred's room was a mess. On the floor was unfinished and finished homework alike, textbooks littering his nightstand, and clothes scattered everywhere. There were moving boxes filled with all sorts of crap that still hadn't been emptied, despite Alfred moving in around a year and a half before. Alfred sheepishly apologized for the mess and opened his window before climbing onto the roof. Arthur followed, unfazed by the horrendous mess. Alfred's favorite place to watch the stars was his rooftop, and Arthur knew it was safe to climb onto it beside him.
The two watched the stars silently in the cold air. Arthur once more scooted closer to Alfred, as he did in the movie. Alfred pulled Arthur to sit in between his legs. Alfred began to point out things about the stars, explaining about red giants and supernovas and nebulas. Arthur listened without a word. Alfred gave the same spiel each time they watched the stars, but it never seemed to get old.
Arthur snuggled into Alfred's warmth, "This has been a great day, Alfred. Even if you screwed up at the beginning."
"Hey! Not my fault I slept i-" Alfred was interrupted.
"It totally was."
"No! Besides, I made it better, right?!"
Arthur smiled, "Yes you did."
The two stayed in comfortable silence for a few minutes, relying on the other for warmth.
"I love you," Arthur scooted in closer to Alfred.
It was a quiet murmur that Alfred felt like he hadn't actually heard. He glanced at Arthur, who was busy hiding his face in his arms. Finally, Alfred responded with a large grin.
"I love you too. Happy anniversary."
Arthur spoke into his jacket sleeves, which sounded like "You too..."
Alfred gave turned Arthur to face him and gave him a short peck on the cheeks. Finally, Alfred gave a kiss on Arthur's lips, which Arthur immediately returned.
The stars smiled down at the end of a (nearly) perfect date.
I COULDN'T THINK OF ANYTHING. This literally went from a haunted house setting to an arcade to this. And it got super long. Whoops.
Sorry for any mistakes. It's like 2 a.m. and I had a long day today. (and sorry it's late 3)