America X Reader-Apiphobia

you were going to go outside to lay in the sun for a while. You loved the relaxed feelings you felt when you would lay in the hammock in your backyard. You really didn't care about getting a sunburn.

The only thing you worried about was your worst fear… bees. You hated them. She didn't know why, but you always had. Whenever you saw them, you'd scream and run away. If a bee got inside, you would run and yelled for someone to kill it. Someone once told you that you had apiphobia. Bees of any type terrified you.

Luckily, your roommate, Alfred, knew that. Alfred was your best friend. You known him since elementary school, so it made sense he knew that. One day he was kicked out of his house and needed a place, so you gave him the extra room in your house. Whenever you two were around a bee, he would always try to be your "hero".

"Gosh, does that sunlight feel good!" You sighed happily. You were getting very comfortable as the Sun cast down light through the trees. Your tense muscles melted like a popsicle in the summer heat. You were completely relaxed…

until you heard a chorus of buzzing.

You opened your eyes to see a large bees' nest dangling above your head. In your mad dash to get up, you fell out of the hammock. Quickly scrambling to get to your feet, you screamed profanities and released high-pitched squeals as you ran all the way into your kitchen.

"Alfred!"

You could hear him running to you from all the way upstairs.

"_! What's wrong? I heard you yelling from outside." He yelled from the hallway, worry laced in his voice. You started crying.

"Th-There's a bees nest a-above t-the hammock," you sniffled.

"Come here," he said softly, opening his arms. You walked over to him, and he wrapped his arms around you.

"It'll be okay, _," he whispered as he rubbed your back in a circle.

"I was scared, Alfie."

"I know," he said. "Tonight, I'll kill the bees for you, but for now, how about we go get some Dairy Queen?"

"Sure," you said softly as you pulled away from him.

"It's the hero's job to make sure his girl is okay," he laughed in his loud, obnoxious, and somewhat cute way, "and to cheer her up with ice cream."

"Then you sure are hero, Alfie," you said as you tried to hide the blush from his "my girl" comment.

Standing in front of the Dairy Queen window (since this one didn't have a place to go inside and sit down, just tables outside), you felt the relaxing sunlight hit your back. You were starting to calm down until…

you heard another buzzing sound above you.

Again, you looked up to see another nest. You grabbed Alfred's arm. He looked to your terrified face as you pointed up.

"Go to the car," he said softly. "I got this." As you ran to his car, he smiled, shaking his head at you, and then he turned to look at the cashier who looked very confused.

"So, how much was it again? I need to go make sure my girl is okay."