Beautiful Now
Ch 9: Phone Snatcher
DISCLAIMER:I DON'T OWN HETALIA UNFORTUNATELY ?
As soon as Arthur got up to go to the bathroom the mission was on. Alfred excused himself soon after him grateful that the older Kirklands were to wrapped up in guessing the culprit to notice his absence. Alfred waited silently around the corner of the omega bathroom for Arthur to come out. From what he was hearing it looked like they were having standard omega talk.
'I love that sweater on you!'
'Thank you.'
'Where'd you get it?'
It almost had Alfred snoozing against the wall. The sound of the door opening had him jumping to attention. He peeked around the corner to see the Brit on his phone and knew now was the time.
"Snatch!"
"What the-"
And Alfred was off out the theater and down the street with an angry omega chasing him.
"You twat! Give me my phone!"
"Never!"
A good few minutes later and the heavy breathing behind him told Alfred that Arthur was about to be done for. Alfred stopped to look around and deciding they were a good distance from the movie theater waited for Arthur to catch up. Upon reaching him a heaving Arthur gave Alfred a weak slap on the chest.
"Give...me...back...my...phone...,you...asswagon!"
"Sure you can have it IF you spend some solo time with me."
"Phone."
"Arthur!"
"Now."
"Come on."
"There's an hour left in the movie and 15 minutes left till my brothers suspect something. What could you possibly do?"
"That's plenty of time, man."
Does this guy really spend 15 minutes in the bathroom regularly?
"Give me my phone so I can go back to watching the movie."
"Fine. I'll let you go back if you dance with me. Final offer."
"There are people here."
Alfred looked around and saw about 5 people.
"Give me your hand. We're dancing. Get over it."
Arthur opened his mouth but decided arguing over this was gonna take much more time than just dancing with the dumb alpha so he relented.
"Fine."
"Woot!"
Alfred put one hand on the Brit's shoulder and the other on his waist before having that hand pulled up to touch Arthur's ribs.
"Keep north of the equator or I will kill you."
Alfred gave Arthur a big grin and slowly started spinning them around in a circle step by step. Arthur refused to make eye contact but in the dim light Alfred swore he saw a slight blush. Then he got an idea.
"Oh, this is the night!"
"Alfred?"
"It's a beautiful night!"
"Don't!"
"And we call it Bella Notte."
"You cannot be serious."
"Look at the skies!"
"This was a mistake."
"They have stars in their eyes. On this lovely Bella Notte."
Then Arthur decided to join in. He was already dancing on the street like a fool might as well sing like one. Plus he may have also had an extreme liking for Lady and The Tramp.
"Side by side with your loved one."
Alfred smiled wider when he heard an extra voice.
"You'll find enchantment here. Oooooooooh this is the night and the heavens are right. On this lovely Bella Notte."
Alfred stopped the dance and stared straight into Alfred's eyes.
"That was nice."
"Yeah it was...Now get your hands off me."
Alfred quickly took his hands off the shorter omega.
"So I guess we should head back to the theater, huh?"
But looking up he saw Arthur had already started walking.
"Hey wait up!"
Alfred caught up with him and matched his pace.
"You sing like a shrew," Arthur bluntly stated.
"Excuse me?"
"I said you sing like a shrew," Arthur repeated for clarification.
"My counter tenor is panty dropping."
"And who told you that, your omega?"
Shit.
"Maybe."
Arthur let out a chuckle.
"Your ridiculous."
Alistair was the first one to speak up.
"What took you guys so long?"
"Long line."
"Diarrhea."
Arthur groaned.
"It was Regean Banks," Seamus informed them.
"Really?"
"Yep," James confirmed.
"But I thought he'd been paralyzed for 8 years!?"
"So did they."
Back in the car squished on the window Alfred sighed. The date hadn't been all bad. But with Dylan trying to poke at his neck and pull his hair and Seamus trying to reach over and sniff him the ride back seemed to take way too long.
"So you guys free next week?"
Arthur leaned forward and stared at Alfred incredulously.
"Are you serious!?"
"So what no second date?"
Alistair broke out laughing in the front.
"I'd say he's a keeper...maybe."
Arthur kicked the back of his older brother's chair.
"Alistair!"
"I'm free next week Thursday,"
Seamus put in.
"Can't do next week I'm booked," Dylan replied while still trying to tug of a piece of Alfred's hair and poke his neck.
"The week after?," Alistair asked.
"Yeah I'm free Sunday," Seamus said with his nose inches from Alfred's shoulder.
Dylan hummed in agreement happy that he'd finally gotten a strand of Alfred's hair and was now playing with it.
"Do I not get a say?," Arthur asked with his arms crossed.
"So you don't wanna go?," Alistair asked from up front.
Alfred held his breath.
Arthur let out a sigh.
"I do."
Alfred did a mini fist bump.
They dropped Alfred off at the park with him promising to see Arthur on Saturday. Before going home Alfred jumped in the fountain to wash all the alpha scent off him. Of course walking into his house dripping wet raised a lot of questions but after making something up and giving them puppy dog eyes it was soon dropped.
Upstairs Alfred lay on his bed staring at the ceiling with a smile on his face.
Acquired:
-Second date
-Dance with Arthur
-Duet with Arthur
Mission: Successful
Results:
-A very happy Alfred
A/N: Arthur's a baritone(to me at least) and he has a love for Lady and the Tramp. Seamus and Dylan need to chill. Constructive criticism is welcome.
Omake
Three alpha males watched from a good distance away as a young couple danced in the street under the moonlight.
"Should we do something," asked Dylan.
"No. Let them have their fun. It's nice to see Arthur happy," Alistair replied.
Seamus stood sniffing the air.
"This may cause trouble later on," Seamus advised.
"Well maybe," Alistair said. "But for now their happy."
A slow hum of agreement was given by the two youngers.
"But just to fuck with him for sneaking off how about you two mess with him in the back seat."
"Glady."
