"Selfie time!"
I opened one eye with a moan, just to be blinded by another light. I shrieked, covering my face, then heard the familiar laugh of Alfred.
"Day one in Florida," I slowly opened my eyes. "This ones going on instagram."
"Alfred!" I moaned loudly, rubbing my eyes. Alfred chuckled.
"Morning," I watched Alfred smile mischievously at me, then shoved his phone in my face. "Aren't you a handsome guy in the morning." Alfred actually got me to smile with the picture. Alfred had the thumbs up and a big toothy grin while i'm laying the there looking like a grump. Plus my hair was and probably still is a mess.
"Thanks for the morning wake up," I said between gritted teeth. Alfred patted my cheek.
"No prob." Alfred rolled out of the bed and started to strip. I didn't necessarily watch him, I only eyed him once he took off his briefs. Alfred has a nice ass, not to sound perverted, but he really does.
"Thank you for mooning me," I said sarcastically, crawling out of bed once Alfred pulled out some boxers from his bag.
"Merry christmas." I snorted, kneeling down next to Alfred who was now getting some sweatpants on. I pulled a shirt out of our bag and pulled it on, then grabbed some next boxers and pants. "Aw, is someone shy to change infront of me?" Alfred mocked. I snorted again.
"It's different, i'm gay," I smiled, "You're lucky I didn't tackle you and shove my dick up your ass when you were naked." I got a giggle out of Alfred with that.
"Anyways, if you were to do that, i'd be shoving my dick up your ass."
I blushed. I knew it was a joke, but jesus.
We all got changed and went downstairs for breakfast. The first thing Alfred did was show Francis the picture he took on his phone of us. Francis and him started to snicker. We had pancakes for breakfast.
"So, can we go to Disney world now?" Alfred asked after he basically swallowed his pancakes. We rolled our eyes and continued to eat. "How 'bout now?"
We left after about an hour. It was exciting. I've been to Disney before, but it was around the time I first started my career. We took a bus there. Al's face was glued to the window the whole time.
It was a whole lotta fun.
Music, costumes, rides. The whole thing was cheery and fun. Alfred actually dragged me onto a roller coaster with Francis. It was something calling big mountian something or other, and it was hell loads of fun. We then went to Splash mountain, and I got completely soaked through, which Francis teased me about for hours. Kiku was busy taking pictures the whole time, but he bought us lunch. Alfred, Kiku and I got a picture with Mickey Mouse. Francis took it.
But, something strange happened that day.
Francis was flirting. For the first time in years. Well, with one girl who asked us for directions. His cheeks went red. They talked for a while, apparently she's in the same building as us. Her name was Isabella from what I remember. They also exchanged numbers. Al and I mocked Francis for hours.
That day was a lot of fun. Alfred and I told each other jokes, half of which were hilarious but I don't remember them. For sure though, many laughs were shared that day. It was a good, fun, happy day. This vacation is going to rock. The food was amazing, and we got the candy canes I was talking about. They were amazing.
That night, at about eight o'clock, Alfred and I went on a Ferris Wheel together. Francis and Kiku said they were going to go get some hot chocolate for all of us and then meet us back here. Alfred handed me his jacket, "You look cold."
"Kinda," I muttered with a shy smile. He wrapped his jacket around my shoulders, the fur collar brushing up against my cheeks. "But now you're going to be cold."
"Dude I got blubber," Alfred laughed, slapping his stomach. I smiled.
"You're not fat," I said with a small smile. They were still seating people, so the ferris wheel stopped every now and then. The night sky was rather peaceful, and most of the young kids had left by now, so it was almost quiet. If only we were dating, this would be perfect.
"I know but I got manly muscles!" Alfred said loudly. It was calmer, but funny. Alfred smiled and put an arm around me. We just stared off towards the castle for a few moments. "This is real nice."
"You have horrid English," I muttered. Alfred laughed, patting my shoulder. I scooted closer to him, resting my head on his shoulder. He's warm. Alfred's always warm, he gives off a lot of body heat. And for once he doesnt smell like mens perfume, he smells more like some sort of bread. Like yeast kind of. Alfred sighed and put his head on mine. He swallowed, which felt funny on my head.
You know, I kind of wish he brought up the kiss. We could be dating right now. Ever since I caught him watching gay porn, I don't know why. Maybe I have a chance for him being gay. I wish he brought the kiss up.
But, why can't I bring the kiss up?
I sighed and nudged into Alfred's warmth again, my hands curling around his green long-sleeve shirt. It was soft and velvety, and my hands played with the fabric. He still wore that g-clef necklace, it was rather girly, but it's hard to notice it unless he takes his jacket off.
"Do you always wear that necklace?" I asked.
Alfred laughed, "Yeah, I wear it a lot."
"It's kinda girly," I giggled, so did Alfred.
"Yeah, I like it though," Alfred said, "I think it's cool." I nodded slightly, the weight of Alfred's head keeping me from nodding too much. I could feel his adam's apple against my temple, it felt funny, but I liked it nonetheless. The Ferris Wheel started to spin, and soon the ride was over. We stayed in that position almost the whole time.
Then Francis and Kiku met up with us and we walked to our hotel. We can get a perfect view of the fireworks from the balcony outside Alfred and I's room. I was exhausted from the day, truthfuly. Even though my time on the Ferris wheel was rather relaxing, I want to sleep. But, yet I feel almost anxious. I sat on the balcony on one of the chairs, and Alfred brought me a big blanket and put it over my shoulders. he took off his shirt and then sat in a chair next to me.
"Fireworks are starting soon," I said. Alfred nodded with a smile as I pulled the blanket closer around my shoulders. "You excited?"
"Duh!" Alfred shouted, "It was like my childhood dream to see these."
"Did you watch the Disney movies as a kid, Al?" I asked with a laugh, "You sure do like this stuff."
"What kid didn't watch the movies!" Alfred exclaimed, "I remember I used to tell the nanny of the orphanage that one day my fairy godmother would make me a chariot from a pumpkin so I could run away."
"And glass slippers, too?" Alfred chuckled at that.
"I don't know, glass combat boots sounds badass."
"I liked the lion king when I was little," I said, "That one was my favorite." I poked the air with my finger.
"Hakuna Matata," Alfred said with a small smile. I immediately sang 'what a wonderful phrase' after he said that. Alfred and I laughed quietly.
"What was your favorite?"
"Truthfully, I think i'd say Lady and The Tramp," Alfred smiled. I looked at him.
"Really?"
"Yeah, I was a big dog person," Alfred said with a small laugh, "Also liked 101 dalmatians." I nodded. My time with Alfred today was pretty relaxing.
You know, I really want him to date me. I just want to do couple-y things with him, feel his warm lips press against mine, snuggle up with him every night. I want him to tell me that he loves me. I want to text him 'I love you' every night when i'm not by his side. I want to hold his hand and I want to hug him for hours without feeling weird. Also, it would be nice to see Alfred's 'bed face'.
Then the fireworks started. The loud booms were almost hypnotising along with the lights. And every time I looked at Alfred, he was grinning. The lights danced across his eyes, and man, it just felt good to see him so happy. The fireworks were beautiful. The best I had ever seen. The way they glittered, danced and whistled. The shapes they made. The way the crawled and dashed through the stars.
After they were over the sky grew dark and cheering was heard. I looked at Alfred, who was still smiling.
"That was awesome," Alfred said quietly. I nodded with a smiled, but my smiled disappeared once I felt Alfred's fingers curl around my hand. I could feel my face grow red and my hand that he grasped start to tingle. Damnit, Arthur, calm down. I avoided his gaze, but I could feel him staring at me. My heart started to race, damnit, calm down, calm down, he's just holding your hand... Wait, this is a huge deal, he's holding my hand! Alfred took my hand and slowly brought it to his lips, kissing my knuckles. I let myself whimper quietly, the spot he kissed tingling slightly.
"You know, Arthur," Alfred paused and took a breath, "I've been thinking." His voice sounded smooth but unsure.
I looked at him, my eyes wide. Now it was his turn to avoid my eyes. I swallowed, "Alfred?"
Alfred harshly sighed, "What do you think of me?" Alfred let go of my hand, the tension disappearing slightly. I swallowed, my heart is racing. Where the hell is this even going?
"W-Well, you're sweet," I muttered, "You're a big guy... Um... You're kinda awkward." I laughed nervously.
Alfred smiled shyly, "No, Art, I mean do you like me?" It was Alfred's turn to blush.
I swallowed. Jesus christ.
"Well, you're my best friend," I muttered nervously. Now I could feel the awkwardness emanating off of the both of us. I know exactly where this is going now. I know what he's doing, and I'm happy, but i'm nervous. I want him to know I love him, but I can't say it. Hopefully he reaches out to me ninety five percent.
"Artie," Alfred sighed with a laugh, resting his head in his hands, "I mean." Alfred took a deep sigh, his brows furrowing. "Do ya, love me, I mean."
We both paused. My heart stopped. Alfred looked at me. "I mean the gay way."
I laughed, actually. He said it so simply, in the gay way. Here's the moment i've been waiting for for almost a year, and i'm sitting here laughing at how he said 'I mean the gay way'. I think i'm happy, normally I wouldn't have reacted to something like that so hysterically.
"Artie? I'm not kidding, I swear!" Alfred grabbed my shoulder, "I'm not joking, dude!" This made me laugh harder, he looked so desperate. "And I won't call you a faggot this time!" That made me start crying in laughter. Damnit, i'm pretty happy. Alfred's such a dork.
I took my head and my hands and nodded between trying to catch my breath. "Y-Yeah, yes, ye-eah."
I'm not sure if I were crying or laughing at this point. I was happy nonetheless
"So, thats a yes?"
Damnit, Al, can't you see i'm busy laughing slash crying over you?
"Y-yes, yea-ah." I nodded again. I was smiling like crazy, it hurt my cheeks I was smiling so wide.
I'm so happy right now.
After all that Jen and Angus shit, this is the biggest relief in my life. I finally get to kiss him, he finally actually truly loves me. I could jump for joy, but I just sat there and cried.
"Okay, good," Alfred laughed. "I thought you were freaked out for a second there." Alfred put a hand on my back and started to rub it, maybe trying to calm me down. Then we got up and hugged each other for a good deal of time, and it wasn't even awkward! It was warm and nice, and he even got me to stop crying.
"So, ya actually like me?" I said, my voice somewhat squeaky from crying. Alfred nodded.
"But i'm not sure if i'm gay," Alfred said, sounding somewhat puzzled, "I think i'm gay for you and thats it."
"So you're bi?" I looked up at him, wiping another tear from my eye. I was panting now, trying to calm myself down.
"You're the only dude I'm attracted to," Alfred said, "Lets just keep this easy, I find you attractive, and no other guy. I'm a Arthur-sexual." I laughed at that, wiped another tear. I can feel Alfred's trying to cheer me up from that crying episode, but really, I couldn't be happier.
"I-idiot," I muttered, looking down. Alfred smiled.
"I know," Alfred ruffled my hair, and I didn't even flinch.
And then, then I stood on my toes to kiss him on the lips.
It felt amazing. So much better than anytime we had kissed. We had done it so many times, but this was the best. I knew he loved me now, I wasn't scared. So warm, so reassuring, so welcoming. I felt great. Alfred didn't even try to slip his tongue into my mouth, it was just a sweet kiss. I could feel him twitching gently though, he was definitely a little uneasy. So was I, but Alfred's a lot more awkward then I am. His lips clicked against mine once he pulled away, but came right back. Alfred hummed against my lips.
"Ah, I missed that."
I smiled shyly, his eyes were so close to mine. I did too, i'm glad he felt the same somewhat. I went back to standing normally.
"So," Alfred said, picking up the blanket off my chair. I hummed to tell him I was listening. "Does that make us..?" Alfred trailed off and looked at me, expecting me to finish his sentence.
"Erm, boyfriends?" I looked at him questioningly, and Alfred smiled and nodded. It felt good for him to confirm that, so I blushed.
"Is this the same thing, like, when we fooled around with each other?" Alfred said, cocking his head. We stepped back inside our warm room, my cold cheeks being kissed by the warmth. I sighed. "How we have to keep it a secret?"
"Maybe not at parties," I said airily, "Like, nowhere where paparazzi might be, or Francis, or any family," I muttered. Alfred nodded.
"Well," Alfred sat on the end of the bed, the blanket that was once around my shoulders in his arms. I stared at him.
"Well what?" I sighed, my body relaxing slightly.
"What now?" Alfred said with a laugh. I smiled slightly. I was exhausted, it was time for me to sleep.
"Sleep," I said harshly. I threw myself onto the bed, and it creaked and shifted. I sighed, burying my head in the pillow. I felt Alfred cautiously crawl next to me. I flipped over onto my back and spread out my arms, basically inviting him to cuddle with me. Alfred carefully pulled the blankets over my body, then slipped under them himself before putting his head on my chest. I brought a hand up to his cheek, pushing him slightly closer to my body.
"Night," I muttered. Alfred sighed.
"Night Artie," Alfred muttered. He stopped talking as if he had more to say, "I, erm, love you?"
I laughed. It rocks hearing him say that. And he's pretty awkward about it, how cute.
"Love you too."
/**/
"Artie, get up."
"Nooo," I started to moan, the sensation of being shook from sleep was not welcoming. My legs are sore.
"Get up," Alfred murmured. He must have just gotten up, his voice is all husky and deep. I turned to the side, possibly trying to escape having to get up. "Arthuur!"
"Nooo, m'tired," I moaned, kicking my legs. I opened one eye to look at the blonde.
Alfred was truthfully sexy in the morning. The way his hair either stuck to his forehead or was all messy, it was just attractive. And his sleepy voice, damn.
Alfred looked unamused. "I'm tired too but I want to go see some sea lions."
"Can we just," I paused, closing my eyes again, "Sleep for a little longer?" Alfred sighed heavily. "Pleaase?"
"Fine," Alfred moaned, wrapping his arms around my torso and pressing his face to the back of my head. "But if Francis yells at you, don't blame me." Alfred took a few heated breaths to my ear.
Even though I was exhausted, I couldn't fall back to sleep. I could tell Alfred was asleep again, he was snoring quietly into my hair. After I woke up a little more I began playing with his hands. Alfred has big hands, it's funny. His fingers are long and skinny, and he has a few strands of blonde hair around his fist and before his fingernail. I played with a silver ring on his ring finger, I'm starting to think Alfred has a thing for men's jewelry. It was peaceful and calm, cuddling was just very relaxing. I think it might be the way Alfred's body presses against mine, its just nice.
Alfred woke up a few minutes later, maybe about twenty. I knew he was awake because he started to cough.
"Ew, I got your hair in my mouth," Alfred said, his voice cracking slightly. I laughed.
"I'm surprised Francis hasn't gotten us up yet," I muttered, spinning the ring on his finger. "Lets just stay here until he does."
"M'kay..." Alfred murmured quietly, his voice deep, sighing afterward. Alfred ripped his hand away from mine, "Stop playing with my ring, your pulling my skin."
"Oh, sorry," I muttered, "I need something else to fiddle with then." I laughed and Alfred moaned.
"Then turn over and play with my necklace or somin'," Alfred muttered, sighing quietly.
"Arent you afraid you're going to choke yourself by wearing your necklace to bed?" I asked as I turned over to face him.
"Yeah, mhm," Alfred's lips barely grazed the words. He's tired, I should stop talking to him. I started to play with his necklace, my fingers grazing over the smooth black stone it was made of. Alfred shortly started to snore again.
Once I made sure he was asleep by flicking his cheek, I started to finger his happy trail, twirling my fingers in the short hair on his stomach. I've always had a thing for happy trails, i'm glad Alfred hasn't shaved his off yet. I don't know, I just find them attractive. And Alfred's body hair usually feels curly and wiry, nice to the touch.
"Ow," Alfred's eyes squinted, and my hand shot up to his chest. "What are ya doin'?" Alfred opened one sky blue eye to look at me.
"Nothing," I said, trying to sound innocent, "Just playing with your necklace."
"You're the one who want'd to sleep," Alfred muttered, his eyes slowly blinking close. I smiled, he was awfully cute and hot right now.
"Yeah but now I can't," I laughed, "But lets stay here, I like this." Alfred nodded and sighed again.
Then the door swung open. Alfred shrieked and clung to me, and I jumped.
"Guess who has a date?" Francis's blonde hair looked crazy, he must have just got up.
"Hm, you?" I said sarcastically.
"That girl that asked us for directions, she called me, and we're going out to breakfast!" Francis started to pant. "I have to get ready, lets go to sea world tomorrow!" Francis then ran out of the view of the door frame.
"Well what do we do?" I yelled back with a laugh.
"I don't know, explore the hotel or something!" Francis shouted back. Oh goodie, Alfred and I get a day together.
Oh hey and we're faggots together now.
I got up to close the door, and came right back after I did. I layed down next to Alfred and resumed the position I was in previously.
"Does that mean I get to sleep in?" Alfred murmured, opening one eye. I nodded and patted his head. "Yay." Alfred scooted closer to me and pressed his forehead to mine.
"Why don't you take off the necklace so you don't choke yourself?"
"Okay, mhm.." Alfred muttered. I smiled, he's tired.
"How about we have sex?"
"Yeah, mh-," Alfred opened one eye, "Wait." I started to laugh, and Alfred sighed and closed his eyes slowly. "Not yet."
Holy crap. Not yet. He's totally down with the idea of having sex.
yesyesyesss!
Alfred and I spent that afternoon napping. Well, he napped, I basically poked and prodded him while he was asleep. I played with his happy trail again (which woke him up three times), his necklace, and attempted to braid his hair (anything to entertain me, anyway, Alfred's bangs are long enough.). At about twelve o'clock Alfred truly woke up and we kissed for a little while. It's still slightly awkward when we kiss, since i'm pretty sure Al is still getting used to kissing a guy. I know its no different than kissing a girl, and we have kissed multiple times, but now it means something. We French kissed for about five seconds but we both quickly pulled away. I think we're both thinking on taking this relationship slow.
...
I hope London's doing okay.
/**/
We all got dinner that night. It was fun, and the food was great. We got seafood, and it was hysterical watching Alfred try to break open the crab legs and get the meat out. He broke the legs in half with no problem, but he couldn't get the meat out. He eventually ended up giving me the legs so I could open them properly for him. His fingernails aren't as long as mine, so I can easily peel off the shell from the meat. Kiku ordered a lot of sushi, I swear its his favorite thing in the world.
"So, Francis, how was your date?" I asked him as we waited for the bus that night. My brother seemed to light up with the question.
"Oh, just perfect!" Francis said, holding his hands together. "Bella is amazing, she's nice and funny. We're not dating, just friends but..."
We all looked at him, "Lisa?" I asked.
"She reminds me of Lisa," Francis smiled with a sigh. He looked like he was in love, the way his eyelids drooped and his smile slightly crooked. "I hope our relationship doesn't end when we go home." I nodded and patted his lap.
"Good for you," I smiled kindly. I'm happy for Francis, hopefully this girl isn't some fling. He really likes her, I can tell. And if she really called him this morning, thats some dedication. I really hope they stay together for a little while. Plus, Francis really needs another lady in his life.
Jesus, everybody has been falling in love lately. Next thing you know once I get home London's going to have a little kitty friend for himself.
/**/
I hummed against Alfred's lips. It was late, everybody had to be asleep by now, but Alfred and I had gotten a midnight snack. Apparently for him this turned into 'kissing-Arthur-on-the-lips-time'. I bobbed my head slowly, our lips clicked, and Alfred hugged me close. Ah, this was great. Everything I could have asked for and better. This was much better than us fooling around, this was more meaning, more romance. Alfred wasn't shaking and waiting for it to me over, my attempts at seduction weren't being ignored. It felt like Alfred wasn't trying not to shake, I think he was more reassured now that we were dating and handled this calmly, and it came naturally. He parted from my lips to kiss the corner of my mouth, which irritated me slightly and I turned my head so we would once again be kissing on the lips. Alfred started to walk slowly, which was intensely hard for me to step back and kiss him at the same time, but I managed.
Then my legs collided with the front of the bed, and I shrieked and fell onto the bed. Jesus that was scary.
Alfred started to laugh, "You okay?" A little bit of spit resinated on his bottom lip, which i'm guessing was mine. We hadn't stuck our tongues anywhere yet, but both of our lips were awfully wet and spit covered. Kind of gross hearing someone talk about it, but to me it felt amazing.
I nodded, "Was your plan to get me on the bed?" I glared at him, and Alfred snickered nervously.
"Yeah, yeah it was."
"You could have just asked me, mister trying-to-be-dominant." I wiped my lips, now that Alfred was not pressed against me any longer it was starting to feel strange, "And anyways, I thought we were taking it slow."
"We are," Alfred said, "It's just kissing on a bed." I groaned.
"Al i'm tired."
"It's just kissing for a few minutes, please?" Alfred chirped, "I really want to try and do the dominant things!"
I laughed. "Jesus christ, Al." I patted his cheek and Alfred laid ontop of me, and we continued kissing. Alfred's damn heavy, but for some reason he doesn't feel as heavy when we're kissing. I think he's realised he's too big to be on top of me as well, and I noticed that he was holding himself up slightly when he was kissing me. I separated from the kiss, "You can put all of your weight on me if you want."
Alfred nodded, and he stopped holding himself up with his hands. He put his hands to my cheeks and continued to chew on my lips. He began sucking on my bottom lip, causing me to shutter. "Al," I moaned in between a kiss, my lips grazing his chin. Alfred was a pretty good kisser, actually. For someone who has only dated somebody once, he was pretty good. I've been trying to keep up with him, it makes me pretty self conscious.
Alfred kissed my cheek to signify he was done. I panted for a few moments, trying to catch my breath before snuggling up next to him once again.
"Hey Al," I said quietly, rubbing his cheek. Alfred cocked his head to tell me he was listening. "It's Christmas tomorrow."
"Oh, oh yeah."
Authors Note_
oh yay finally. Alfred's an Arthursexual.
This is one of the better chapters I've written in a while, it's longer too. Oh hey and this thing has reached one hundred pages, my longest story so far! See, if this was in regular book format it would be 201 pages.
Okay, so, i'm putting this here for reasons. If any of you are reading Ambient Light, i'm going to be re-writing it and replacing it. Same concept, i'm just changing up a few things. (I read over it and i'm not necessarily happy with it.) So if you are reading Ambient Light I will be re-writing and deleting the old one.