Chapter 7: Alfred's POV
I drove myself home and walked into my house. Mattie wasn't home. He was out with
Gilbert, his boyfriend...(I didn't trust that Prussian). I walked down the hall
to the bathroom and locked the door, taking in a deep breath.
"Come on, Alfie. Don't be nervous. You're just asking the fellow
out," I told myself. I stripped and got in the shower. Minutes later, I
got out, wrapped a towel around my waist, and went to my bedroom to find some
nice clothes to wear.
"Fuck. Don't I own any nice clothes?" I checked my closet. Eventually
I found something practical and threw it on. I checked the clock.
Fuck.
I was going to be late. I brushed my teeth, grabbed a pair of shoes and was out
the the door. I drove and picked up Artie from his hotel and then drove to the
restaurant. We arrived and were seated by our waitress.
"Hey," I greeted.
"'Ello there. Hahaha,"he laughed, "I must admit, this place is
really nice, it's perfect from the menu to the decor!"
"Glad you like it, Arthur."
"Of course!"
The waitress arrived again and took our orders. And /yes/, I ordered a
hamburger. But a fancy one!
We made small talk for a little bit while we ate our food. We finished. The
waitress came back out.
"Will y'all be having desert?" she asked. I didn't realize her
country accent until then.
"Yes, ummm... the blueberry cheesecake, please."
"Okay, coming right up." She took our plates away from our previous
meal.
"I love cheesecake," I said.
"You love anything edible," he laughed.
"I love you," I winked and grabbed his hands, locking our fingers
together. He blushed. My face grew hot but I kept my goofy smile on my face.
The waitress brought us our cheesecake. I took a bite. Artie hesitated.
"Have you ever tried cheesecake before?"
"Um. No." On that note, I cut off a bite of cheesecake and fed it to
him.
"Mmm!"
I leaned in to whisper in his ear, "Is it as good as my dick?"
"Hmm... Yes."
I nudged him, and we laughed.
I fed myself a bite of the cheesecake. I grabbed Artie's hands.
"Hey... I've been meaning to ask you something..."
"Yeah?"
"Wanna go out with me?" I squeezed his hands. He was speechless. I
held his hands, hoping for a yes.
"O-Of course, you idiot!"
I smiled. And for that instant, I was speechless. I felt warmth in my heart. I
couldn't make out words. I was too happy. So I sat there, smiling like an
"idiot".
"Alfred?" he giggled, breaking my daze.
"Oh, sorry, babe," I rubbed his hand with my thumb, "I'm just
super happy."
"Me too," he said, leaning into my face. We kissed. My heart skipped
a beat. The waitress stopped by our table and dropped of the bill. I grabbed it
before Artie could.
"Stop! Let me pay!"
"Nuuu! I'm the hero, and what I say goes!"
"Ugh," he groaned.
I paid and left a tip. I took Arthur's hand and we walked out of the
restaurant.
"Let's go back to the hotel," Artie smirked.
"Okay!" I drove us to the hotel and we took the elevator to his room.
We were making out in the elevator. Have I ever told you how much I love this
guy?! We opened his door and I threw him down on the bed immediately.
