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Alfred's Teenage Journey
By waterrain
Alfred opened his eyes, he saw Arthur was holding a small plastic cup, and the American teen mentally sighed.
"Here have something to drink. I have heard that the hospital food tastes bland." Arthur said calmly as he handed the thirteen year old teen that small plastic cup. Alfred glanced down at it and appears as if that liquid is milk.
"Thanks, Arthur." Alfred told him before gulping it down at once. The English teen hoped that Alfred is not allergic to coconut milk and after a few minutes his crush was still alright.
"Alfred, I'm sorry about the lavender flowers."
"I told you a couple of weeks ago about being allergic to anything lavender. You had told me that you would write it down and make sure not to give me anything lavender again. Oh, well just remember lavenders are bad very very bad."
Arthur nodded his head, he decided to hold the thirteen year old hands, and looked down at him.
"I have been planning to get my ear pierced, but never got around to it and my mom has signed the paper. I want you to be there when it occurs and I'm going to get them pierced a week after you are able to get out of the hospital."
"What?" Alfred asked in confusion and he looked up at Arthur. "Why do you need me there? I think there is some kind of limit on how many peeps can be there for you or something."
"My brothers are assholes and-"
"Alright, I'll be there for you. I'm still in disbelief that you are actually going to get your ears pierced."
"Three on my right and three on my left earlobe." Arthur informed him and he watched as those blue eyes went wide in shock. "Yes, That is my plan."
"I don't think you should get them done all at the same time. Seriously, Just think about all of the care and cleaning. Not to mention your ears are going to be more than likely sore and-"
"Don't worry, Alfred. I'll be fine." Arthur told him in a comforting voice while moving his hands to the American's shoulders. "I will be fine."
"Famous last words." Alfred muttered to himself as he looked at the smiling English teen.
"I have also been thinking about a tongue piercing. I was thinking maybe next year on getting one." Arthur commented causally, he closed his eyes, and could just picture it. Of course the main reason why the English teen wants one is because he has heard from sources that having a tongue piercing makes kissing better. Arthur looked at Alfred and smiled at him.
"I have been thinking and stuff. Arthur, I think it's a bad idea what if something goes wrong and you get some kind of Infection." Alfred informed him and he would cross his arms in disapproval, but they were sore and some needles were still inside. "I mean it, Artie. A bad idea with a capital B."
Arthur moved his hands to Alfred's forehead and felt relived. The American teen rolled his eyes for sometimes Arthur really does not listen to him.
"The location is well known for being up to code. Not to ment-"
"Artie, What would you do if I got a tattoo on my lower back?" Alfred asked him and he had came up with that question on the spot. He personally was not in the mood for Arthur to ramble on and on about the piercing place or how it's up to code.
The thirteen year old didn't expect for Arthur's cheeks to turn red, he blinked his blue eyes in confusion, and silently wondered why the heck Arthur's cheeks were becoming red. The English teen was having several thoughts and several of them would be rated 'R'.
'Maybe the stew was late on getting to him? Maybe he has a fever and doesn't know that food is secretly killing him?' Alfred thought as he looked at Arthur's cheek. 'Is he dying? Did the Doctor even check Artie for food poisoning? I got to be a hero and save him! I must yell so that either a Nurse or a Doctor will hear me! Don't worry Arthur I'm going to save you by getting help.'
"I think Arthur Kirkland has a fever cause his cheeks look like they are on fire! I think he is dying! Somebody please save Arthur!"
Please Review and Thank You. Poor Alfred has no idea that Arthur is actually blushing and one of his thoughts was on how Alfred would look like with a lower back tatto with the words 'Belongs To Arthur Kirkland' (Along with picturing Alfred wearing short shorts and having the words 'Belongs To Arthur Kirkland' on that lower back for the entire world to see 'Belongs To Arthur Kirkland'). Arthur's mind went straight to the gutter on the question 'What would you do if I got a tatto on my lower back' & Alfred thought Arthur's cheeks were red due to some late reaction to the stew.