Chapter 6: Moonlight (Alfred's POV)
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The next morning, I was amazed to find out I was awake extremely early. Normally, I'm not up for a while. Looking at my totally awesome Captain America alarm clock, it read only 5:30! I don't even wake up at 6:30! What am I gonna do for an hour? Mattie's probably awake making our lunches. Ugh, I hate early mornings because there's not much I can do until other people wake up. I guess I should go see if Matt needs help. I pulled on some sweatpants and a light T-shirt and went to the kitchen.
I could see my bro in the kitchen, working on the stove, light bed head visible in his blond hair. He must have heard me come in because he stopped working for a moment to look at me. "Al? What are you doing up this early in the morning?" He asked in that soft voice of his. Ptoof he was a nurturing and caring person.
"Could barely sleep," I replied "Need any help?"
"Oh no. It's alright; I can manage on my own."
"Hey Matt?"
"Yes Al?"
"How do you get a person whose body is rejecting food to eat again?" I asked sincerely and in the most innocent way I could.
"That's completely random. Why do you ask?"
"Simple curiosity," I lied. I knew the reason full and well. It was Artie; I was worried for his health. I wanted him to start eating again, so I'll try any source I can find, starting with Matt.
"Well, I heard you have to give them their favorite food; something they like to eat. That will get them to accept food again."
"Ok thanks," I said hugging him. Then I ran upstairs back to my room. I spoke to Artie's sister Destiny last week. If anyone knew Artie best it was her. I picked up my phone and dialed her number and waited for her to pick it up.
"Hello?" Destiny answered sleepily.
"I've got a question for you Destiny."
"Well what is it?"
"What's Arthur's favorite thing to eat?"
"That's completely random."
"I know, I know. Can you just tell me?!"
"His favorite food is scones with raspberry jam… Why do you ask?"
"Reasons to help your brother so don't worry." The line went dead a moment later and I went back downstairs to see Mattie. "Matt, can you teach me how to make scones with raspberry jam?"
"Of course I'll teach you Alfred." Matthew replied happily.
For the next hour I sat in the kitchen trying to make scones with Matt, him going over every step needed. Needless to say, it was hard to do. By the third try, it was finally perfect; even Artie will eat them. I put it all in a Tupperware bowl and wrapped it with a green bow. 'I hope he eats this.' I thought.
"Is this for that boy Arthur Kirkland?" Matt asked "The one you always talk about?" I just blushed and remained completely silent. "So they are. He's not eating and you're worried about him you wanted to make him this." He wrapped his arms around me.
"Yeah," I said sheepishly "I'm beyond worried about him.
"I understand," Matt said "When it happened to Gilbert, I did the exact same thing. I called his brother and asked what he liked, made it and gave it to him. I think this is very sweet of you." He was now smiling at me, so I smiled back. Just then my phone went off. It was a message from Artie saying:
'Morning love. Pray you slept well. Miss you already.'
I smiled and sent:
'I slept fine. Morning to you too. I'm always thinking of you and miss you too.'
I hopped into the shower, imagining what it would be like to have him pressed to the wall, calling out my name. I could only blush at that thought, but it stuck with me. His sexy accent screaming my name out in pure ecstasy.
To be honest, I wanted that to happen. It was just so sexy. Out of the shower, I could see that there was a little problem… I sat back in the tub and pumped away until it emptied and deflated. Oh how I wish that was Artie right now, but there's room for that later.
As I left the house, I dialed Artie's number and waited for an answer. "Morning love." He said in a sing-song voice.
"Good morning. Did you sleep okay?" I replied. He giggled a bit.
"I slept fine. The sound of an old lullaby and your voice in my head helped me so much. What about you love?"
"Same. The full moon and your beautiful face put me to rest. I really miss you. I miss you more than you know."
"I do too. I miss you so much that I can't put it into words. I wish I could see you all the time. That way, I wouldn't miss you much."
"Don't worry babe" I said "Soon you don't have to worry about that. You won't have to be alone anymore. I would give you the world if I had it. You know that I would; babe, you mean the world to me."
"Do you really mean that love?" He asked, almost swooning.
"I do. To you, I can never lie; every sound I make to you is the truth. I would never lie to you or betray you. I don't want anyone but you; that's the truth." I kept walking until I met my moonlight at the end of it. His hair was anything but neat, but who cares; I love it messy anyway. His uniform was huge on him, but still neat and tidy. I loved the way he looked. He always dressed to be presentable but that tie could be used for other things. Into the phone's speaker, I uttered turn around. He turned and had the biggest smile on his face.
"I thought you'd be late as always, but it doesn't matter. It makes me want to see you more and teen times happier when I do." He said, walking closer to me.
"Really now?" I teased "Then I'll keep making you want to see me until you can't take me anymore."
"I can barely take you now which in return for making me wait, I'm gonna do this." He grabbed the loose tie around my neck and pulling me into a breath taking kiss. I felt his pierced tongue playing around with my lip, gently nipping at it. It actually felt amazing. That tongue was driving me wild; but that would have to wait until later. Right now we had to get to school. We walked hand in hand to school, laughing the whole time. Whenever he laughed it was always ten times cuter than the last. I couldn't wait for lunch so I could give Artie his present.
Damn it! The bell refused to ring fast enough. I rushed up the stairs to the roof where he was walking on the ledge. "Alfred." He said getting down from the ledge.
"Hey. You seem to be in a good mood." I said, wrapping my arms around him.
"Very good actually," he went on "The first time I've slept well in 3 years."
"Yeah. Well, I have something for you." I said, reaching for the Tupperware bowl in my backpack. I pulled it out and handed it to him with a smile.
"What is it?!" He asked, looking at me.
"Open it and find out for yourself." He lifted the lid and smiled widely.
"Scones and what is that?" He stuck a finger into the jam and putting it into his mouth, tasting it. "It's raspberry jam! How'd you know this was my favorite?"
"Your sister told me." I said grinning sheepishly "Do you like it? I wanted to surprise you."
He took a bite of a scone with jam on it. "It's delicious! I love it Alfred." He smiled at me and I smiled back. His smile was one of the many cute things about him. Before I knew what I was doing, I put a finger in the jam started to spread it onto his lips. I leaned in and lightly kissed him, a kiss that quickly and easily became more passionate. A low moan came from his throat as I ran my tongue along his bottom lip. He opened his mouth, allowing me to go deeper. I lightly sucked on that pierced tongue of his and slid my tongue along the roof of his mouth. My throat burned but I didn't want to break apart from him. He moaned my name over and over in every breath. To be honest, I wanted to hear him louder and a lot more. Our lungs were about to give out we broke apart. I licked my lips. It tasted like raspberries and tea. A flavor that was unique only to him and no one else. (At least in my opinion.) That was a bitter-sweet taste, but highly intoxicating. "Alfred, do you really love me?" He panted.
I looked into those gorgeous eyes of his and smiled. "Of course I do! You're the moon to my sun, the robin to my batman, you're my everything. I love you with all of my heart, my moonlight angel." I said kissing him again.