Be Careful What You Wish For 3a/?
anonymous
February 25 2010, 07:39:53 UTC
Arthur panted wildly as he stared incredulously down at Alfred. He’d thrown the American onto the floor and clutched his covers protectively to himself, as if they’d shield him from any other funny business the young nation might try.
Alfred rubbed his head and cast a wounded glance in Arthur’s direction as he sat up. “Geez, what’d you go and do that for?”
“What are you doing in here is the question!! How did you get in?!” Arthur shrieked in response and skittered backwards as Alfred leaned over the bed.
“I programmed my own keycard! And besides…” He paused to look gloomily downwards and then looked up again at Arthur through pale eyelashes. “I was really lonely without you.”
“You programmed your own… Wait, you can do that?! No, never mind that. You can’t break into my room just because you’re lonely, America!” Arthur squawked and swatted at Alfred with a pillow when he leaned too close.
“Alfred,” the American said insistently and clutched Arthur’s hand that was holding the pillow, forcing him to drop it. They stayed locked in a stare down, Alfred’s expression serious and determined, Arthur’s like a deer caught in the headlights, and then Alfred shocked Arthur further by bringing his hand up to his mouth and gently kissing his fingers over and over.
Arthur’s thoughts abruptly slammed to a halt at the sensation, and he briefly fancied the notion that Alfred’s chapped lips felt rather delightful against his skin, but then his mind started working properly again and he snatched his hand out of Alfred’s grasp with a strangled sort of noise.
“Anyway, we can get breakfast together now, right?” Alfred asked, carrying on like such a gesture was completely normal with an excited look on his face. If he had been a dog, he would have had a rapidly wagging tail at that point, Arthur mused to himself. It was hard to say no to such unbridled enthusiasm, even if he was still confused and slightly disturbed by the inappropriate display of affection Alfred had just shown him.
“Of course we can, but you must let me get ready. Alone,” he added firmly when Alfred looked ready to get comfortable and wait in the room for him. Alfred’s expression fell into a rebuffed pout, but he nodded and headed towards the door. Arthur took great care to take the reprogrammed keycard from Alfred before he herded the nation out the door.
“Don’t take too long, all right?” Alfred asked anxiously over his shoulder and Arthur shut the door quickly when Alfred was out in the hallway. He leaned his back against the door and slammed his palm to his forehead as he slid down to the floor.
Perhaps he’d made the potion too potent? Or used too much? Whatever it was, his sweet little boy had never kissed his fingers like that!
Arthur took a shower and dressed in a hurry, lest Alfred get too impatient and break the door down while he was still naked. Alfred was there waiting in the hallway when he opened the door, pacing fretfully and drawing the attention of other nations who also had plans of breakfast before their meeting. The second the American’s eyes fell on Arthur, they lit up with utter joy and then he threw himself on the Englishman eagerly.
“Arthur!” he sang and nuzzled his cheek.
Arthur awkwardly patted Alfred on the back and then gently pried, with some effort, the American off of him.
“Now now, Alfred. We can’t very well get any breakfast if you won’t let me go,” he said as patiently as he could muster. Alfred relented and released his hold, but snatched one of Arthur’s hands in his half a second later.
“I asked Germany if I could sit by you today and he said it was all right!” Alfred chirped brightly and tugged Arthur behind him as he made his way towards the bank of elevators at the end of the hallway.
Arthur blinked a few times and then shot an incredulous at Alfred’s back. “You what?!”
“I told him that there was no way I’d be able to get through a meeting unless we were together and he agreed! Awesome, right?” Alfred grinned over his shoulder and flashed a thumbs up with his free hand.
Be Careful What You Wish For 3b/?
anonymous
February 25 2010, 07:40:30 UTC
Arthur’s mouth moved up and down like a fish, too shocked to formulate a response or notice that he was still being dragged by Alfred. Ludwig never changed the seating assignments. He’d gotten it down to a perfection arrangement so that there were as minimal arguments as possible, and so he insisted that everyone take their proper seat before they even started any discussions. Many more world wars were probably prevented because of it. But he’d agreed to change it just because Alfred had asked?
“Let’s get McDonald’s for breakfast today! I’ll buy you a sausage McMuffin!”
Arthur, still reeling from everything that had happened in such a short amount of time, couldn’t bring himself to contest Alfred’s plan, and thus he wound up in the McDonald’s down the street from their hotel with some ridiculously over sweet tea and something that Alfred claimed was a sausage with egg sandwich.
But even more troubling than his dismal breakfast was Alfred’s behavior. He’d insisted on a booth, and wolfed down his breakfast so that he could spent the remainder of the time they spent in the restaurant with his head on Arthur’s shoulder staring up at him with abject adoration.
Arthur finally found his senses enough that he was painfully aware of the disgusted glances the other restaurant patrons were giving them and he blushed hotly as he quickly ate his breakfast. Disgusting, but he wanted to get out of there as soon as possible.
He refused to believe, as they were exiting the building, that Alfred’s hand lingered on his rump as he wrapped his arm around the Englishman. He’d had quite enough excitement for one morning, and it must have just been his imagination.
Incoherent-with-laughter!anon :D
anonymous
February 25 2010, 08:29:16 UTC
O England, your little angel's all grown up and overflowing with love for you; too bad it's not the kind you were hoping for. OR IS IT? Denial, what denial?
Arthur’s thoughts abruptly slammed to a halt at the sensation, and he briefly fancied the notion that Alfred’s chapped lips felt rather delightful against his skin, but then his mind started working properly again and he snatched his hand out of Alfred’s grasp with a strangled sort of noise. Speaking of denial!
Ludwig never changed the seating assignments. He’d gotten it down to a perfection arrangement so that there were as minimal arguments as possible, and so he insisted that everyone take their proper seat before they even started any discussions. Many more world wars were probably prevented because of it. But he’d agreed to change it just because Alfred had asked? Oh dear god, what did America do to get him to change his mind? Good job, England. Good fucking job. :D
Wow, I didn't think England could be in any more denial than usual; I'm impressed, author!anon.
Looking forward to more awesomeness! ♥
Oh yeah, and I'm glad the potion's working correctly and just revealing hidden desires, because an America without disgusting coffee and McDonald's "food" is too terrifying to contemplate. Now that might have started a whole new era of paranoia, even with America too preoccupied to suggest a weird "Invasion of the Body-Snatchers"/impostor scenario. XD
... ReCaptcha says "worker lazy" Yup, I'm guessing not a lot of work is getting done by any nation for quite a bit, Captcha.
Re: Incoherent-with-laughter!anon :D
anonymous
February 26 2010, 16:41:07 UTC
O England, your little angel's all grown up and overflowing with love for you; too bad it's not the kind you were hoping for. OR IS IT? Denial, what denial?
Re: Be Careful What You Wish For 3b/?
anonymous
February 25 2010, 09:22:54 UTC
I have been hoping this fill to update for sooooooo long!
Oh, I am extremely curious about the key card programing thing, GOOD JOB Alfred! And it is so cute for Alfred to keep trying to be close to Arthur~realize something is wrong (or right), Arthur! I really like how you describe Arthur's feeling when Alfred kissed his fingers, I can see how he will fall in love with Alfred NOW XD
Re: Be Careful What You Wish For 3b/?
anonymous
February 25 2010, 12:11:48 UTC
YESSSSSSS! =D Anon has been eagerly awaiting the continuation of this fic, and of course she is not disappointed! This is great stuff, authornon- seriously LOVE Ludwig's perfect-anal retentive-WWIII preventing seating arrangements and the.. ah, mysterious way Alfred made him change his mind. lulz. <3
Re: Be Careful What You Wish For 3b/?
anonymous
February 26 2010, 08:53:59 UTC
Just started reading this fill and I have to say that I really love it! c: So Alfred's been feeling this way all along hm? I keep thinking how happy Alfred must have been internally whenever he saw Arthur before he had taken the potion! And how desperate he must have always been to see and spend time with him. So cute!
Re: Be Careful What You Wish For 3b/?
anonymous
February 26 2010, 16:20:31 UTC
OP here!
YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!! YOU UPDATED!!!!!!!! \(^o^)/
I love your characterizations! They are spot on! And Alfred's affection is so adorable! lawl poor Arthur. Quit denying it Arthur. You know you want it. <3 Haha, I can't wait to see what Alfred's going to do in the world meeting. :D Ah, this should be good. LOL XD
Plz update asap. OP almost died waiting for this update! XD;;;
Alfred rubbed his head and cast a wounded glance in Arthur’s direction as he sat up. “Geez, what’d you go and do that for?”
“What are you doing in here is the question!! How did you get in?!” Arthur shrieked in response and skittered backwards as Alfred leaned over the bed.
“I programmed my own keycard! And besides…” He paused to look gloomily downwards and then looked up again at Arthur through pale eyelashes. “I was really lonely without you.”
“You programmed your own… Wait, you can do that?! No, never mind that. You can’t break into my room just because you’re lonely, America!” Arthur squawked and swatted at Alfred with a pillow when he leaned too close.
“Alfred,” the American said insistently and clutched Arthur’s hand that was holding the pillow, forcing him to drop it. They stayed locked in a stare down, Alfred’s expression serious and determined, Arthur’s like a deer caught in the headlights, and then Alfred shocked Arthur further by bringing his hand up to his mouth and gently kissing his fingers over and over.
Arthur’s thoughts abruptly slammed to a halt at the sensation, and he briefly fancied the notion that Alfred’s chapped lips felt rather delightful against his skin, but then his mind started working properly again and he snatched his hand out of Alfred’s grasp with a strangled sort of noise.
“Anyway, we can get breakfast together now, right?” Alfred asked, carrying on like such a gesture was completely normal with an excited look on his face. If he had been a dog, he would have had a rapidly wagging tail at that point, Arthur mused to himself. It was hard to say no to such unbridled enthusiasm, even if he was still confused and slightly disturbed by the inappropriate display of affection Alfred had just shown him.
“Of course we can, but you must let me get ready. Alone,” he added firmly when Alfred looked ready to get comfortable and wait in the room for him. Alfred’s expression fell into a rebuffed pout, but he nodded and headed towards the door. Arthur took great care to take the reprogrammed keycard from Alfred before he herded the nation out the door.
“Don’t take too long, all right?” Alfred asked anxiously over his shoulder and Arthur shut the door quickly when Alfred was out in the hallway. He leaned his back against the door and slammed his palm to his forehead as he slid down to the floor.
Perhaps he’d made the potion too potent? Or used too much? Whatever it was, his sweet little boy had never kissed his fingers like that!
Arthur took a shower and dressed in a hurry, lest Alfred get too impatient and break the door down while he was still naked. Alfred was there waiting in the hallway when he opened the door, pacing fretfully and drawing the attention of other nations who also had plans of breakfast before their meeting. The second the American’s eyes fell on Arthur, they lit up with utter joy and then he threw himself on the Englishman eagerly.
“Arthur!” he sang and nuzzled his cheek.
Arthur awkwardly patted Alfred on the back and then gently pried, with some effort, the American off of him.
“Now now, Alfred. We can’t very well get any breakfast if you won’t let me go,” he said as patiently as he could muster. Alfred relented and released his hold, but snatched one of Arthur’s hands in his half a second later.
“I asked Germany if I could sit by you today and he said it was all right!” Alfred chirped brightly and tugged Arthur behind him as he made his way towards the bank of elevators at the end of the hallway.
Arthur blinked a few times and then shot an incredulous at Alfred’s back. “You what?!”
“I told him that there was no way I’d be able to get through a meeting unless we were together and he agreed! Awesome, right?” Alfred grinned over his shoulder and flashed a thumbs up with his free hand.
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“Let’s get McDonald’s for breakfast today! I’ll buy you a sausage McMuffin!”
Arthur, still reeling from everything that had happened in such a short amount of time, couldn’t bring himself to contest Alfred’s plan, and thus he wound up in the McDonald’s down the street from their hotel with some ridiculously over sweet tea and something that Alfred claimed was a sausage with egg sandwich.
But even more troubling than his dismal breakfast was Alfred’s behavior. He’d insisted on a booth, and wolfed down his breakfast so that he could spent the remainder of the time they spent in the restaurant with his head on Arthur’s shoulder staring up at him with abject adoration.
Arthur finally found his senses enough that he was painfully aware of the disgusted glances the other restaurant patrons were giving them and he blushed hotly as he quickly ate his breakfast. Disgusting, but he wanted to get out of there as soon as possible.
He refused to believe, as they were exiting the building, that Alfred’s hand lingered on his rump as he wrapped his arm around the Englishman. He’d had quite enough excitement for one morning, and it must have just been his imagination.
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Arthur’s thoughts abruptly slammed to a halt at the sensation, and he briefly fancied the notion that Alfred’s chapped lips felt rather delightful against his skin, but then his mind started working properly again and he snatched his hand out of Alfred’s grasp with a strangled sort of noise. Speaking of denial!
Ludwig never changed the seating assignments. He’d gotten it down to a perfection arrangement so that there were as minimal arguments as possible, and so he insisted that everyone take their proper seat before they even started any discussions. Many more world wars were probably prevented because of it. But he’d agreed to change it just because Alfred had asked? Oh dear god, what did America do to get him to change his mind? Good job, England. Good fucking job. :D
Wow, I didn't think England could be in any more denial than usual; I'm impressed, author!anon.
Looking forward to more awesomeness! ♥
Oh yeah, and I'm glad the potion's working correctly and just revealing hidden desires, because an America without disgusting coffee and McDonald's "food" is too terrifying to contemplate. Now that might have started a whole new era of paranoia, even with America too preoccupied to suggest a weird "Invasion of the Body-Snatchers"/impostor scenario. XD
... ReCaptcha says "worker lazy" Yup, I'm guessing not a lot of work is getting done by any nation for quite a bit, Captcha.
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OP totally agrees with you. >8D
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Oh, I am extremely curious about the key card programing thing, GOOD JOB Alfred!
And it is so cute for Alfred to keep trying to be close to Arthur~realize something is wrong (or right), Arthur!
I really like how you describe Arthur's feeling when Alfred kissed his fingers, I can see how he will fall in love with Alfred NOW XD
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This made me smile C:
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YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!! YOU UPDATED!!!!!!!! \(^o^)/
I love your characterizations! They are spot on! And Alfred's affection is so adorable! lawl poor Arthur. Quit denying it Arthur. You know you want it. <3 Haha, I can't wait to see what Alfred's going to do in the world meeting. :D Ah, this should be good. LOL XD
Plz update asap. OP almost died waiting for this update! XD;;;
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Reader!Anon is dying.
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