Me: "have fun reading as usual, love you all my sweet fellow hetalians "
(Y/N) p.o.v
The day Alfred was released from the hospital was a day that you had waited for so long to happen. You strolled into the hospital and opened the door to Alfred's room. Gilbert must have stopped by before you, and had obviously given Alfred some clothes, seeing as Alfred was standing before Gilbert, dressed and giving Gilbert a nervous smile.
"You ready?" You ignore the look that Gilbert gives you, and then you smile at Alfred who returned your smile.
"Yes," Alfred says, as he picks his bag of clothes up. "Thank you, (Y/N)" he says, as he follows you out of the hospital room. "Why?" you ask, as you both walk through the double doors, with Gilbert but he wasn't talking as usual.
"For helping me and not leaving me" he says, as he smiled again. "You don't need to say thanks; I would have done anything for you Alfred. You are my friend" you say. You took Alfred's bag, before he could argue against it.
After that you say a few words to the receptionist, and then you signed Alfred out of the hospital. You had a car waiting out in front of you. You didn't want to make Alfred use the train, it was also raining, and he hated the rain.
"So are you sure Germany and Italy are ok with me staying over?" Alfred commented, as he climbed into the car, with Gilbert. You closed the door and walked around and entered the car, and sat down onto the driver's seat.
"They are lovely they will love you so don't worry" you say, as you start the car, and run your hand through your hair.
Alfred hesitated before speaking, "are you sure about me staying with you?" He says. "Of course I am" you frowned.
"What makes you say that?" you ask.
"It's... well I'm broken, and I don't want to be a burden" he says quietly. You shook your head. Oh Alfred, you thought sympathetically.
"I'm broken too" you say, as you smiled. "And you certainly won't be a burden to me" you hear Alfred and Gilbert chuckle softly. You look at the mirror in the car, and you saw Gilbert smiling at you.
You just wanted go to Gilbert and give him a kiss. You needed to be careful though, Alfred was vulnerable and you didn't want to do anything with Gilbert, in front of him as it may, make him feel uncomfortable. You parked the car outside Ludwig's house, and opened the door to let Alfred step inside.
Alfred p.o.v
Ludwig's house was lovely; it had a welcoming sense to it, which made me feel completely safe, just like (Y/N) and Gilbert did. It was spacious and bright, and must be at least a couple of years old.
There was a picture frame on top of the fireplace, and I smiled as I approached it. I saw the that the main focus of the picture was Gilbert and (Y/N) smiling together but I could see myself in the seat behind them on that roller-coaster, I saw my face screaming in the picture, I see my hand around Kiku, and the look I was giving him. He was so handsome; he must be so disappointed in me, wherever he is.
"Sorry that the place is a bit untidy, somebody would have cleaned it, but we don't have the time." (Y/N) says, as she was stepping through the front door. I spun around from the photos.
"Do you remember this? It was so much fun" I blurted out, as I held the photo. As soon as I said it, I felt like hitting myself a million times over, why I would say that? Even though it was a good memory, it was a memory of our dead friends, because it held the faces of Russia and Japan.
(Y/N) paused, and had a sad look on her face before she smiled and walked forward, picking up a picture frame and looking at it. "Yes I know" she says, as she put the frame back on top of the fireplace with a sad smile.
Gilbert walked up the stairs with my bag, and put it in the guest room. He had told me, that I could get the rest of my stuff back tomorrow. He said he would be with me, so that I would feel safe, just in case Arthur was there. I was so grateful for these two amazing people. I smile, as I entered my new room, as soon as I saw the bed, I collapsed onto it and then I fell fast asleep.
(Y/N) p.o.v
It has been a week since Alfred had moved in, and you could not have felt happier. You were right; you knew that Alfred would help make this house feel more homely. You learned a lot about Alfred, stuff that you never even knew about him. He also told me how he met Arthur, and how that twat first asked him out, it was when he was vulnerable and hurting right after Kiku's death.
You didn't want to ask but the curiosity had gotten the better of you. Alfred seemed to trust you a huge amount that he no longer flinched at loud noises, or every time you stood up, stretched or even passed by Alfred.
One thing had happened that had made you feel anger rising in your body was when…
Alfred was making you and himself some coffee, when he dropped a mug. You had quickly gotten up to see if he was all right, and then Alfred had apologized so many times that you had lost count, then he proceeded to say how useless and idiot he was, when you had told him it was all okay.
You had to grab him by his arms, look him dead in the eyes and tell him you weren't angry, and he was going to be safe. It made your blood boil, Arthur had caused this and that was the most sickening thing.
(Few hours later)
You sighed, as you saw Dean shoot another silver bullet with his gun, killing a vampire. You continued to watch another episode of supernatural that Alfred really seemed to enjoy. "
What are you signing about?" Alfred said turning to face you. "Nothing" you say not returning Alfred's look.
"Tell me" he says with a smirk. "Or I swear, I will tickle you until you tell me" he says. "Okay. Okay. Don't tell Gilbert, but I watch this show only for the damn hot actors" Alfred gawped, and looked back at the TV screen.
"What hot actors, these all look like ugly 80 yr old's!" He says, and then he gets a pillow to cover himself, as you give him a shocked look, then you get your own pillow, and hit him with it.
"Shut up" you say, as you throw the pillow at his face. "It's true" he said with a cocky smile. You chuckled and shake your head as you stood from the sofa.
"I am going to the shop to get some bird food. Do you want to come?" You ask. Alfred seemed to consider this.
"All right" he said, as he stood up too. "But I am not helping you hold the bags" He says, as he grins at me. "You are the strong one" he says while laughing at you.
When you left the house, you zoned out, smiling away and nodding at whatever Alfred was saying. You were thinking about Gilbert, what was he doing now? We were fifteen minutes from home, taking backstreets and shortcuts, before Alfred stopped speaking and froze.
You stopped and gave him a quizzical look. "What's wrong?" you ask feeling worried now, was he having a panic attack.
"Oh fuck me" you heard the voice and then you rolled your eyes, feeling anger boiling inside of you; you turned to see Arthur crossing the empty road. "You two hitting it off" he shouts out. You stood between Arthur and Alfred.
"Fuck off" you say. "Having fun?" Arthur ignored me, and leaned in as close as he could to Alfred, with me in the way. "Yes, actually" Alfred replied quietly.
"I'm really happy for you" Arthur sneered, "knew you were nothing but dirt, but to fuck me over for this" he gestured to me and then you just laughed at what he was suggesting. "Fuck off or I will make you" you say again.
"Want to say that again?" Arthur shouted taking the front of my jacket in his fists. Suddenly Arthur stumbled backwards, his mouth agape in shock with a trickle of blood coming from his mouth.
"I don't know whether this is news to you, Arthur" Alfred spat out his name. "But you aren't in control of me anymore" Alfred snarled. You stood there with wide eyes, all you saw was a fist fly towards Arthur mouth, it had happened so fast.
Arthur seemed the most shocked as he stared at Alfred, mouth still slightly open. You could see the blood in between his teeth, and covering his tongue. That must have been a powerful punch. Arthur spat at the ground and ceased his face in disgust.
"You will come crawling back. He will get sick of you Alfred" Alfred scoffed. Suddenly Alfred grabbed your arm and we walked away, his jacket flapping dramatically behind him.
When you both were far away enough, Alfred turned to you with a small smile that made you laugh. "I bet that felt good" you say.
You were so proud of Alfred. You honestly thought, Alfred would take a long time trying to recover from the psychological effect of abuse, but as it turns out, Alfred had already faced and defeated his demons. It was incredible.
"You sure you are okay" you say. "Definitely" Alfred smiled, and put his hands in his jacket pockets. You chuckled and felt a rain drop on your face, and you sighed heavily.
"I hate the rain" you say. "It's only a drizzle" Alfred says as he laughs.
(15 minutes later)
"It's only a drizzle" you quoted Alfred as you stood under a doorway as the rain thundered and poured down; Alfred let out a short laugh and looked out at the rain.
"At least we found shelter" he says. "We should have found it sooner, we are both soaked" you looked down at your jacket and back up at dripping locks of hair from Alfred.
Alfred looked as me, and you felt your heart seem to race, what is happening? There was a silence before Alfred broke the eye contact, and looked out into the rain.
"Maybe we should catch a cab?" He says breathlessly.
You both stepped out and started walking to the main road, before you were stopped by a hand on your shoulder; you turned around a warm pair of lips met yours.
Hands were on your cheeks and you froze. You were leaning into the kiss, until you realized that…
ALFRED JONES WAS FUCKING KISSING ME IN THE FUCKING RAIN.
You both broke apart suddenly, and you could immediately see red appearing on Alfred face along with a smile.
"SHIT..."
England: "I can't believe you kissed her, I thought you loved me! I knew I shouldn't trust someone who is immature and young like you" *crosses arm, sad smile*
America: "Babe, it's a story! It didn't actually happen; I love you too much to ever cheat on you. How would I live without you tea and sexy eyebrows" *Alfred said as he teased the older man by stroking his eyebrows*
England: *blushed* "not here"
*America grabs England's hand and takes him away to do…*
Me: "well that was interesting but see you next time"