A/N: Day seven's prompt was Valentine's Day. Also, this is last story I've got stockpiled! I'll continue to update this randomly whenever I get the urge to write something short and sweet :)

And to all of you who have reviewed any of the stories thus far, thank you! I'm glad you like them and I hope they will continue to please you!

Title: Hallmark Holiday

Warnings: None

Summary: Alfred surprises Arthur on Valentine's Day.

Arthur bit his lip as he mentally judged the pros and cons of buying a pack of digestives.

"You deserve it. It's the start of a new week, go on treat yourself."

So he did. Though as he reached out to grab a pack of chocolate covered goodies, his phone happened to go off. The rhythm of Happy Together by the Turtles, emanated from the aisle, and a few other shoppers turned to look at him. Arthur flushed a bit embarrassed, but quickly answered, knowing it could only be one person.

"Ah, you managed to remember the time difference for once," Arthur greeted, though he was smiling. Light laughter came from the speaker as Arthur put the biscuits in his basket and continued down the next aisle.

"Oh, that was one time I called you at three in the morning! And with valid reason!"

"Alfred, calling to tell me they were cancelling Jersey Shore, is hardly a valid reason."

There was a huff on the other end of the line, and Arthur continued to fill his basket with goods.

"Alright, fine. Anyway, back to the reason I called."

"Yes, do tell," Arthur said, while examining two different boxes off tea; he wound up stuffing both into his basket.

"I wanted to wish you a happy Valentine's Day, Arthur!"

The Brit smiled softly, though his boyfriend was not there to see it.

"Oh, you with your Hallmark holidays," he tried to sound apathetic, but his tone came out rather sweet.

"Aww you like it, don't kid yourself, Art. Did you get the roses I sent?"

Arthur thought back to this morning, when he'd opened the door to find a vase full of roses on the porch.

"I did, yes. Thank you, love."

"No problemo. And I got the package you sent! It came a bit early, and I ate that whole box of German chocolates in a day!"

Arthur chuckled for a moment, before he responded.

"I don't know if I should be elated that you enjoyed the gift, or repulsed that you downed so much expensive chocolate so quickly."

Alfred could be heard laughing, and Arthur smiled as he made his way to the registers.

"Listen, Arthur, where are you?" Alfred asked all of a sudden, and Arthur raised a brow.

"Quite the random question, but I'm at Sainsbury's. Why do you ask?"

Arthur could hear Alfred fidgeting on the other end.

"No reason. Just wanna make sure you're safe!"

Arthur let out a sigh as he started to load his items onto the conveyer belt.

"Yes, well then, now that you know I'm safe, I really do have to get going, Alfred."

"Oh, sure! So are you going home after grocery shopping?"

"I might, if you ever allow me to hang up the phone," Arthur said cynically yet with a large grin firm on his lips.

"Right! Okay, well I'll see you soon then. I love you!" Alfred said. Arthur thought nothing of it.

"Goodbye, love," he smiled as he hung up the phone. Quickly, he paid for his items and made his way back to his flat.

Arthur knew something was up the moment he arrived home. Everything seemed to look normal and in order, but something felt wrong to him. He closed the door slowly, and walked into the kitchen to put his groceries away. But then he noticed something in the wastebasket, as he was in the midst of opening up his cookies. On top of the rubbish lay a paper bag from McDonald's. Arthur frowned at it, confused. He hadn't had McDonald's anytime recently. That could only mean that either someone had broken into his house to throw away their garbage or more likely-

"ARTHUR!" came from behind the Brit, as he was immediately scooped up and twirled around. He was spooked at first, but then he recognized that voice and smiled.

"Alfred, put me down, I'm getting nauseous!"

Alfred did as told and returned his now, very dizzy boyfriend to the floor. He threw his arms around him and placed a quick kiss on his lips, before pulling away with a smile.

"What are you doing here, Alfred?" Arthur asked worriedly, quickly trying to make his hair look presentable. The American just laughed, and ran a hand through Arthur's locks, effectively messing them up again.

"I wanted to surprise you on Valentine's Day!"

"Alfred, I thought we discussed that there would be no surprise visits-"

"Arthurrrr," Alfred whined, as he pulled the shorted man closer to him once more. "I know that's what we agreed on but... I needed to see you, okay? And Skype was not gonna cut it. So I figured..."

"You are the most adorable, idiot," Arthur said shaking his head. "I don't even want to know what the plane ticket must have cost."

Alfred laughed a bit uneasily, and then pressed another kiss to Arthur's cheek.

"Well let's just say... I can't really afford to take you anywhere but McDonald's tonight."

Arthur chuckled and leaned into the hug.

"Dinner will be my treat then," he said in a small whisper, but Alfred caught it and squeezed him tight.

"Sweet. Well I can definitely cover desert then," he said with a wink, and Arthur flushed. "Or we could just cut to dessert right now."

Arthur dealt him a light punch, though he was smiling.

"Can't you at least try to be romantic on Valentine's Day?"

Alfred huffed in response.

"I flew across an ocean for you! I'd say that's pretty damn romantic!"

The American looked at his counterpart quite seriously, but within seconds the two of them had melted into a fit of giggles. They stood in the kitchen, laughing in each other other's arms, before finally they managed to calm down.

"Dinner then?" Arthur asked, and Alfred smiled wide.

"Sure!" he winked at Arthur before running towards the door. "So long as you're not cooking!"

Arthur chased Alfred through the apartment and halfway down the street to berate him for that comment, but when he finally did catch up to him, he tugged on his arm, and pulled their lips together. Alfred smiled, and Arthur returned it into their kiss.

"Happy Valentine's Day, love," Arthur whispered, resting his head against Alfred's.

"Happy Valentine's Day."