A.N:
( oooh my goodness golly gosh
my views went from a tiny 100+, to 900+ over night! ty ! ! )

since its christmas i thought i should update real quick, even if the chapter is short
ill be uploading another one later tho, i promise! i hope you enjoy! !
oops nearly forgot to mention that since the roleplay is veeerrry long, and i dont want this fic to be like 30+ chapters long, im going to try and make the chapters longer (definitely longer than this!)

Merry Christmas! !

As Arthur slowly settled down and calmed down, Alfred replied, "You're welcome.. Are you okay now? Do you think you can get to sleep again? If you can, i can go and sleep on the floor if you want." Usually Alfred wasnt like this, he wasnt like this at all. He knew he was more of an ass times than not but didn't want to leave Arthur as he knew he was suffering but he still wanted him to be happy, even if it was just sleeping.

Finally after a while, Arthur pulled away from the embrace that he was in. Those dull green hues, gazing just over Alfred's shoulder but the odd thing was that the Brit actually had a small smile on his lips. "Alfred, you can stay. I know that the floor is cold and very uncomfortable."

Alfred noticed the other's smile and couldnt help but smile himself. "You sure? If it gets a bit too crowded for you i can just go back onto the floor i really dont mind.." His words drifted off, a worried look on his face despite Arthur not being able to see it.

"I'm not planning on sleeping anyway, So it's fine..." Arthur continued to smile not knowing that Alfred was worried about him.

"Not planning on sleeping?" The American asked as he lay down on his back, "Is it because of the nightmare's?" With his hands resting on his stomach, he looked up at Arthur. After hearing movement, Arthur silently gave a nod as he shifted to sit on his legs. Those wide, innocent green eyes gazing right ahead.

Seeing Arthur nod, Alfred practically felt his chest fill with more and more worry. "If i could get rid of your nightmares i would, you know.. So what do you usually do to get rid of your nightmares? Or to at least fall asleep properly?"

Arthur lowered his gaze to the bed, thinking for a moment. "I... I don't sleep. I dont allow it..." He replied softly, as if he was a bit upset by the fact.

"Your nightmares must be nightmares are really quite bad, huh?" Despite only just laying down, Alfred got up and sat next to Arthur, hoping to bring him some comfort. "You'll have to sleep sooner or later, but im not going to force you- I mean, i kinda cant, i dont think? Anyway, Ill stay awake with you until you fall asleep."

Alfred honestly wanted to help Arthur, he wanted to let the other rest and get a good nights sleep. But Alfred doesnt have the nightmares Arthur does so he couldnt just outright say "I know how you feel" as he would be lying, so, he attempted to help in anyway he could. Which was pretty hard since he was the kind of guy to help people out when they're hurt (especially if they're a damsel in distress!) but he had never had to help someone like this.

Arthur gently let out a sigh as he shut his eyes. "Why... Why are you doing this Alfred...?" He asked quietly to the American as he tilted his head towards him, knowing that he was sat beside him.

"Doing what?" The blonde American was genuinely confused as to what he was talking about, because to him he was trying to make Arthur happy, did he do something wrong? Was he making Arthur uncomfortable? That would really be the last thing he wanted right now.

"You know what you're doing..." Arthur began quietly, his voice trailing off, "Saying all these things... trying to help.." Arthur replied quietly as he lowered his head, letting his blonde hair fall into his face.

Smiling, Alfred adjusted his glasses, "Well, yeah, i just want to help and i hope its working. Is it?" He wondered if he really was helping or if he should stop and try and get some sleep- But that would be selfish since Arthur needed help, he wouldnt just let the poor guy be in pain any longer! Despite knowing that, and wanting to help so badly, he was worried that he was bothering Arthur and maybe the Brit just wanted sleep. "I can stop if you want.."

Feeling his cheeks heat up involuntarily, Arthur shook his head, "It's working. You're taking my mind off it..." He murmured, thinking for a few moments, wondering why he was suddenly very embarrassed. He hadnt had very many people be so.. Sweet to him before, especially after the accident and he locked himself in his home for what seemed like years.