After a long, really awkward silence throughout which Alfred just stood with his mouth wide open, Arthur was the first to speak.

"Here for your things?"

Alfred closed his mouth and shyly nodded at him. "Come on, then." Arthur moved to the side and gestured for Alfred to come in. Alfred walked in and kicked his shoes off as Arthur closed the door behind him.

"Do you want some coffee...?" Alfred looked up at him, confused. He wasn't that good at reading the atmosphere. "Sure? You're not still mad at me?"

Arthur walked past him and into the kitchen. Alfred followed him but stayed in the kitten door way. "I am still a little mad at you, but… that's no reason to be rude." Alfred's face fell a little.

"Look, dude, I'm sorry, okay? You know I don't know when to shut my mouth... I never meant to upset you, it's just, I was happy you kept the toy soldiers," he reached into his jacket and drew out the picture of Arthur and Antonio. "And this picture just looked so cool… Oh sh-" Alfred suddenly remembered he took the picture without him knowing.

While Alfred was talking, Arthur seemed to relax but as he mentioned the picture, he saw his shoulders tense up. Arthur turned to look at Alfred and glared and him. "You took it!?"

Arthur stormed over to Alfred and stopped in front of him with his arms crossed. "Heh heh, see, my big mouth." Alfred forced a smile, but Arthur was too angry for it to affect him.

"What is your obsession with this picture?!" Arthur yelled. Alfred tried to look away from Arthur but he got right up in his face. "Well, a-as I said, it's cool and by the way I need to um, ask you something, well you see umm, Spain said-"

"You showed it to him?!" Alfred could tell that now Arthur was beyond furious.

"Well, yes, no, wait! I did, but... look I'm really sorry Arthur I just want to know about it and since you didn't want to tell me..." Alfred let out a frustrated sigh. "I don't get why you hate the picture so much anyway, you look totally sexy in it and!-"

Arthur's face had gone bright red. Alfred's did as well as he realized what had just came out of his mouth. He bit his lip.

They both stood there and stared at each other in a way, way, way more awkward silence, which was made more awkward by the fact that their faces were so close.

After a while it seemed Arthur remembered they were arguing. He snatched the picture out of Alfred's hands. "So what! Is that it?! You want to be treated like Spain?! Be chained up and let me do what I want to you?! Is that what you want!?"

Alfred was in shock. That's what happened? Alfred's face went a brighter shade of red as the thought of all the possibilities of what Arthur and Spain might have done slipped through his head.

"Yes!" Alfred bit his lip again. Damn it! He just couldn't keep his mouth shut, could he? There was another awkward silence. Arthur sighed.

"Alfred... I could never have with you… what I had with Spain…" Alfred looked up at him. For some reason, those few words made him feel like his heart had just been ripped in two.

"Why!?"

"Because I love you, idiot!"

Alfred's breath stopped.
"What?", he whispered. Arthur stared into his eyes. "You heard me… I could never have the same sort of relationship with you, because… I love you Alfred… With him it was just lust... there was nothing else to it.. Alfred, I didn't love him like I do you. That's why with you I could never be like that."

Alfred finally managed to breath in. "Arthur… I love you too… but it still…"

Arthur smirked. "You would still want me to be rough?" Alfred turned an even deeper shade of red, if that was possible.

"You don't have to say it out loud!" Arthur snickered, then pushed him roughly against the wall, smashing their lips together.

OMG I can believe I am actually uploading this it is so embarrassing. Anyway hope you enjoyed and hope you'll be sticking around to read the next chapter where things might be a bit more embarrassing for me to write.

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