A/N: I just realised I didn't put up any author's note in the last chapter, and whoa. I have no idea this story would get any recognition at all. Hope you'll like this on as well! For the Valentine's!
"Arthur, kiss me."
He was just sitting in the Student council's room. He was going to do his... works. His piles of works, actually. As the student council's president, he was very, very busy. Today, especially. He wasn't expecting someone- anyone- to barge into the room and exclaimed something so ludicrous.
"Jones," Arthur looked up at the blue-eyed American. He looked down at his works just a moment after, remembering all the papers he needed to sign, and assignments he have to do. And how his face was not red. Definitely not. "I'm busy. Step off."
The bespectacled American sighed dejectedly, blushing slightly. "But, Arthurrr.." He pouted, and looked down at his feet. "It's Alfred. Jones is my father," he added, whispering under his breath.
"Jones. I have a ridiculous amount of work right now. Please do come later," Arthur hissed politely.
There was a reason for all his works today, he was sure. It has something to do with... He didn't really remember what it was for, actually. But he KNEW that his loads of works was because of something. The presence of the handsome American was distracting him, and it definitely doesn't help him in any way at all.
"It's the valentine's and-"
That was it. That was the reason. It was the Valentine's, and all the other members of the student council went out with their lovers, and all the work was automatically left up to him.
Arthur had blanked out. Alfred was freaking out. Oh my fuck, what if he hated me? I need to do my back up plan.
"Arthur!" He exclaimed, shoving some chocolates and flowers to Arthur violently. "These are for you! I'm sorry that I disturbed you! I'm going to go now!" He yelped, scratching the back of his neck nervously. He then walked backwards, heading to the door.
He didn't dare see Arthur's face. He ran out of the door with little hesitation, not looking back at all.
It was such a shame that he didn't. Arthur was smiling. A genuine smile at that too.
A/N: So.. yeah. Also, I'm open for requests- any fluffy requests, that is. Please do review, whether to inform me about the errors I've made, or to sate your opinions! I'll love it if you do, thank you very much!