2. Two (?) Itchy Sweaters
"Dude, I am so itchy right now!" Alfred shuddered as he tried to resist the urge to scratch his arms, legs, and just about every other part of his body.
"Ukraine just wanted to show her support for our relationship," Ivan hummed as he watched his husband in pure amusement.
"By making me scratch my skin off?!" The smaller blond countered as he rubbed his back up against the wall with a shaky sigh of temporary relief. "I'm gonna die!"
"You're being dramatic," the Russian man rolled his eyes and reached over to grasp Alfred's arm. "It does not even feel that bad, you are just not used to wearing anything besides your silly shirts with the poking monsters on them."
"Pokemon, not poking monsters!" Alfred retorted before releasing a long whine to his lover.
"Okay, because you've been such a good boy you can take it off for now. Wear it when my sister comes to visit though, da?" He barely got to finish his sentence before Alfred was running off in order to change.
Ivan smirked behind his scarf. He intentionally told his sister what fabric to use in order to make Alfred's sweater as itchy as possible.
Payback for the lights, he thought.
He waited for a few seconds, waiting for what he wanted to hear and then it happened.
"NOOO!" Alfred screamed in absolute horror from the upstairs bedroom and Ivan had to bite his lower lip to prevent himself from laughing. "HOW MANY DID SHE MAKE?"