MAY 21, 2012
9:30 AM
Alfred could tell that there was something different today. As soon as he'd sat down, he could see in Arthur's face that something had happened.
"Dude, what happened? You look like a little kid on Christmas morning…"
Arthur looked at him, a stupid smile plastered to his face. Alfred had to look away for a moment to keep himself from blushing. He really liked it when Arthur was smiling… it always felt so warm and genuine.
"You, my friend," Arthur said, his voice upbeat and cheerful. "Are going to be a free man."
Alfred's head snapped up. What? How could that be, so suddenly? What had happened?
"How?"
"I found some witnesses." Arthur smiled.
"Who?" Alfred raised an eyebrow.
"Two blokes named Feliciano and Ludwig, they say they know you."
"Whoa, seriously?" Alfred smiled hugely. His friends were helping him out! "That's AWESOME, dude!"
Arthur laughed. Alfred loved his laugh. It was so nice to listen to, because he closed his eyes a little when he laughed and scrunched up his nose. And the sound was so bubbly and nice, because when Arthur laughed-which was rare-you knew he was actually happy about something.
Alfred didn't even realize he was staring until Arthur stopped and looked at him funny. "What is it, you bloody git?"
Alfred blushed a bit and smiled at him. "It's nothin', bro! Just really happy!"
For the first time in a while, Alfred thought, he was feeling hopeful.
Alfred is very difficult to read... Arthur thought to himself as Alfred looked at him with blushing cheeks. It was quite obvious that Alfred had feelings for Arthur, but Arthur couldn't tell how intense they were. He shook his head and straightened his back. Why should he even care? Their relationship was STRICTLY professional. They weren't even friends. Or were they? Oh god, I hope we're frie- He stopped himself. No, he most certainly would not wish to befriend this buffoon!
Still, he got up the courage to ask.
"Alfred," He said shyly. Alfred looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Are we... um... friends?"
Alfred smirked a little, and Arthur said quickly, his face suddenly heating up. "N-not that I want to be or anything! I was only wondering!" He crossed his arms.
"Dude! 'Course we are!" Alfred laughed.
Arthur managed a small smile, and couldn't really control the nervous giggle that spilled from his lips. He immediately cleared his throat to try and hide it. "Ehem... must be catching a bloody c-cold..." He blushed.
Alfred smiled and patted his back, sending chills up Arthur's spine. "You okay, dude?"
"Yes, I am okay, you wanker," He glared at Alfred. Damn him for making Arthur act this weird! He cleared his throat. "Don't look at me like that."
"Yeah, yeah..." Alfred rolled his eyes playfully. Then he got this mischievous smirk on his face. "You look very cute when you blush like that, dude."
"Shut up!" Arthur cried out, his face burning once again. He covered his face and turned around, trying to compose himself. "I know I look stupid, so please... don't make fun of me." He winced a little, bracing himself for a mean comment on how dumb he was for acting this utterly stupid.
"Nah... I like it when you blush and get flustered like that," He giggled and turned Arthur around by grabbing his shoulder. "I like that I do this to you with my hotness." He winked and laughed playfully.
Arthur swallowed and his green eyes widened. "G-git!" He said loudly. He was sure that his face was an embarrassing shade of red at the moment. Alfred was so... close. And his strong hands were clutching his upper arms tightly, holding him where he was. He felt quite uncomfortable... but somehow he didn't mind all that much. Alfred seemed to sense it too, because he too started to blush deeply.
"Uh..." Alfred mumbled. "A-arthur..." He smiled a tiny bit, a goofy, small smile that made Arthur's heart flutter.
Then, Alfred's face was getting closer to his own. Arthur then realized he was leaning into Alfred. Why couldn't he stop himself? He was full of so much desire taht he could hardly even take it. He could feel his lips trembling as he moved closer to Alfred. Then, they were only a mere centimeter apart and Arthur's heart was beating a thousand miles per hour. He was about to kiss Alfred... he was about to kiss Alfred... he was... about... to... kiss Alfred?!
He cried out and stumbled back several paces, bashing into the metal wall with a thud. He was breathing hard and his hands shook like mad.
"Arthur, I..." Alfred started, his eyes wide and his cheeks flushed red.
"I LIKE GIRLS!" Arthur yelled.
"I know, Arthur... I'm sorry..." Alfred said softly.
Arthur could feel tears falling down his cheeks. "I... I like girls! I'm straight!"
Alfred took a step closer to Arthur. "Don't cry, Arthur..."
"Stop it! I'm not crying!" Arthur yelled.
Alfred knelt in front of Arthur, making Arthur cry a little bit harder. He had been so close... So close to having another man's lips pressed into his own... How could he have allowed himself to be so tempted? He wanted to so badly... but he didn't. He didn't want that. He was heterosexual and always had been. Or was he? No! He couldn't be. He wasn't gay or bisexual or anything like that! He couldn't be! He just... couldn't...
"I'm... I'm not..." He mumbled through his tears.
Then, strong arms wrapped around him and held him close. Arthur struggled for a moment and then gave in, sobbing into Alfred's shoulder.
"I'm sorry..." Alfred murmured into Arthur's ear.