Be Careful What You Wish For 5a/?
anonymous
March 15 2010, 05:10:05 UTC
He woke up to blue. Endless, beautiful blue like the sky. For a moment he thought he might be dead, or perhaps he’d returned to a time when parts of the world were still new, and he could lay out in endless green fields staring up at the sky. A small hand in his, delighted laughter ringing out from a brilliant smile, making the troubles of the world drift away as long as they were together.
Arthur’s eyes drifted open further, hoping to feel a breeze in his hair that wasn’t tainted by smog or other contaminants, and realized it wasn’t the sky he was looking at. It was Alfred. Alfred’s beautiful blue eyes. Alfred leaning over him, oh so close, his lips mere inches from his…
Arthur’s breath hitched and he abruptly sat up, slamming his head against Alfred’s in the process, and skittered back against the bed’s headboard away from his former colony. Alfred clutched at his head and swore loudly.
“Ow! Damn, that hurt! What gives, Arthur?” he whined with watery eyes.
Arthur was about to ask a similar question, among many others. Why was he in his bed again? Why had been so close? Why hadn’t he been thrown out the night before like he should have been? Ah, but then Arthur was still a sucker for those eyes, especially when they were filled with tears.
He reached out and affectionately rubbed Alfred’s head where it had impacted with his. Alfred blinked, then firmly clutched at Arthur’s arm. Arthur froze for the umpteenth time in days. Alfred’s eyes were full of determination, and…were they steadily getting closer? Arthur’s breath hitched as he realized that Alfred was indeed leaning forward, keeping a firm grip on the arm that was still outstretched towards him. Then Alfred’s eyes started to close and Arthur found his own eyes sliding shut of their own accord. It was surprisingly easy and natural to lean forward towards Alfred as well, and then he felt Alfred’s breath mingling with his own and…
He fell out of the bed as he shot sideways to stop himself from…whatever he had almost done. You almost kissed America, his mind accused. You wanted to kiss him.
“No!” he shouted and Alfred looked understandably startled and hurt.
“You feeling all right?” Alfred asked and eased himself off of Arthur’s bed to kneel where he’d fallen.
Arthur shook his head and quickly stood up. He ran a hand through his hair as he tried to calm his rapid breathing. Calm down, you fool! he chastised himself and glanced at Alfred’s worried face.
“You can’t stay in here anymore, America. There won’t be any sitting next to each other during the meetings, either. This is going too far!” he said hoarsely and hoped Alfred wouldn’t put on that kicked puppy look that was impossible to refuse.
“Oh, yeah! Germany wanted me to tell you that the meetings are postponed for a few days!”
Alfred’s tone was so cheerful that Arthur didn’t quite process what he’d just said. “He what?”
“Yeah, something about us being too disruptive and needing to work out our issues first… So we’ll resume in three days!”
Arthur twitched and clutched at his head. Oh, this was fabulous. Truly. Not only was Alfred showing affection he shouldn’t be, now it was interfering with international affairs. Arthur could feel a nasty headache coming on.
“So anyway, let’s go out and do something really awesome today! All right?”
Alfred’s eyes and face were so full of hope and warmth that the side of Arthur that loved--liked Alfred so much wanted to give in to his antics. Just abandon his duties and have fun like Alfred wanted. But he wasn’t a young delinquent anymore, he was too old, too responsible to abandon his duties to his country just because he wanted to be selfish.
“I have to find Germany,” Arthur said firmly and looked away before he could be hypnotized by those eyes. “Without you, America. You need to be a little more responsible yourself.”
“But I don’t-” Arthur silenced Alfred with a sharp look, Alfred clamping his mouth shut, and then he marched briskly to the door and gestured for Alfred to leave.
“Now out. I have quite a bit of work ahead of me thanks to you.” Thanks to me, he reminded himself.
Be Careful What You Wish For 5b/?
anonymous
March 15 2010, 05:10:33 UTC
Alfred shoved his hands in his pockets and trudged dejectedly towards the door, giving Arthur a desperate look that was ignored, and sighed as he walked over the threshold. Arthur sighed, as well, but before he could close the door behind Alfred, the younger nation had thrown himself at Arthur, clutching him tightly and burying his face in his neck.
“Please, Arthur,” he murmured desperately, “I have to be with you.”
Arthur’s heart pounded in his ears at the feeling of Alfred’s arms so tightly around him, his lips moving against his neck, and how sincerely desperate he was to stay close to him. How could he say no? Even so, he gently pried Alfred away and waved a finger at him.
“Just for today. Tomorrow I must speak with Germany on my own.”
“Fuck yeah!” Alfred whooped and picked Arthur up to spin him around while laughing delightedly. Arthur scolded him for his language, but Alfred just beamed and grabbed his hand.
He couldn’t help the traitorous thoughts that he sincerely enjoyed being wanted by Alfred, even when it was accompanied by some troubling displays of affection. In a world where relationships were mostly politics, it was a relief to have someone who genuinely liked him.
But then, Arthur couldn’t help the suspicion that Alfred’s change of heart wasn’t so genuine after all. That potion, could it possibly have been..?
Arthur shook his head once more as Alfred dragged him off to who knows where to do who knows what. He could get used to this, could be happy like this, so he wouldn’t bother having any doubts.
OP has been checkin this daily- not gonna lie. This is so good and cute and LOL UST much? XD Ah, plz update soon! In the meantime I will check out your other fills. <3
Re: Be Careful What You Wish For 5b/?
anonymous
March 15 2010, 21:53:28 UTC
I hope Arthur realizes what he's done sooner or later. Poor Alfred! Poor both of them! And what's Alfred going to do when (if) he's turned normal again? Will he remember all this?
Re: Be Careful What You Wish For 5b/?
anonymous
March 17 2010, 15:34:37 UTC
Anon has a feeling that this would turn out quite sad if the Author!Anon doesn't twist it into a happy ending :<
The potion HAS to wear out sooner or later, Arthur HAS to realize what he had done and feeling guilty. It's going to be cruel either Alfred remember this or not after the potion wears off =/
Arthur’s eyes drifted open further, hoping to feel a breeze in his hair that wasn’t tainted by smog or other contaminants, and realized it wasn’t the sky he was looking at. It was Alfred. Alfred’s beautiful blue eyes. Alfred leaning over him, oh so close, his lips mere inches from his…
Arthur’s breath hitched and he abruptly sat up, slamming his head against Alfred’s in the process, and skittered back against the bed’s headboard away from his former colony. Alfred clutched at his head and swore loudly.
“Ow! Damn, that hurt! What gives, Arthur?” he whined with watery eyes.
Arthur was about to ask a similar question, among many others. Why was he in his bed again? Why had been so close? Why hadn’t he been thrown out the night before like he should have been? Ah, but then Arthur was still a sucker for those eyes, especially when they were filled with tears.
He reached out and affectionately rubbed Alfred’s head where it had impacted with his. Alfred blinked, then firmly clutched at Arthur’s arm. Arthur froze for the umpteenth time in days. Alfred’s eyes were full of determination, and…were they steadily getting closer? Arthur’s breath hitched as he realized that Alfred was indeed leaning forward, keeping a firm grip on the arm that was still outstretched towards him. Then Alfred’s eyes started to close and Arthur found his own eyes sliding shut of their own accord. It was surprisingly easy and natural to lean forward towards Alfred as well, and then he felt Alfred’s breath mingling with his own and…
He fell out of the bed as he shot sideways to stop himself from…whatever he had almost done. You almost kissed America, his mind accused. You wanted to kiss him.
“No!” he shouted and Alfred looked understandably startled and hurt.
“You feeling all right?” Alfred asked and eased himself off of Arthur’s bed to kneel where he’d fallen.
Arthur shook his head and quickly stood up. He ran a hand through his hair as he tried to calm his rapid breathing. Calm down, you fool! he chastised himself and glanced at Alfred’s worried face.
“You can’t stay in here anymore, America. There won’t be any sitting next to each other during the meetings, either. This is going too far!” he said hoarsely and hoped Alfred wouldn’t put on that kicked puppy look that was impossible to refuse.
“Oh, yeah! Germany wanted me to tell you that the meetings are postponed for a few days!”
Alfred’s tone was so cheerful that Arthur didn’t quite process what he’d just said. “He what?”
“Yeah, something about us being too disruptive and needing to work out our issues first… So we’ll resume in three days!”
Arthur twitched and clutched at his head. Oh, this was fabulous. Truly. Not only was Alfred showing affection he shouldn’t be, now it was interfering with international affairs. Arthur could feel a nasty headache coming on.
“So anyway, let’s go out and do something really awesome today! All right?”
Alfred’s eyes and face were so full of hope and warmth that the side of Arthur that loved--liked Alfred so much wanted to give in to his antics. Just abandon his duties and have fun like Alfred wanted. But he wasn’t a young delinquent anymore, he was too old, too responsible to abandon his duties to his country just because he wanted to be selfish.
“I have to find Germany,” Arthur said firmly and looked away before he could be hypnotized by those eyes. “Without you, America. You need to be a little more responsible yourself.”
“But I don’t-” Arthur silenced Alfred with a sharp look, Alfred clamping his mouth shut, and then he marched briskly to the door and gestured for Alfred to leave.
“Now out. I have quite a bit of work ahead of me thanks to you.” Thanks to me, he reminded himself.
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“Please, Arthur,” he murmured desperately, “I have to be with you.”
Arthur’s heart pounded in his ears at the feeling of Alfred’s arms so tightly around him, his lips moving against his neck, and how sincerely desperate he was to stay close to him. How could he say no? Even so, he gently pried Alfred away and waved a finger at him.
“Just for today. Tomorrow I must speak with Germany on my own.”
“Fuck yeah!” Alfred whooped and picked Arthur up to spin him around while laughing delightedly. Arthur scolded him for his language, but Alfred just beamed and grabbed his hand.
He couldn’t help the traitorous thoughts that he sincerely enjoyed being wanted by Alfred, even when it was accompanied by some troubling displays of affection. In a world where relationships were mostly politics, it was a relief to have someone who genuinely liked him.
But then, Arthur couldn’t help the suspicion that Alfred’s change of heart wasn’t so genuine after all. That potion, could it possibly have been..?
Arthur shook his head once more as Alfred dragged him off to who knows where to do who knows what. He could get used to this, could be happy like this, so he wouldn’t bother having any doubts.
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OP has been checkin this daily- not gonna lie. This is so good and cute and LOL UST much? XD Ah, plz update soon! In the meantime I will check out your other fills. <3
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Great fill, anon! I'm still eagerly reading.
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The potion HAS to wear out sooner or later, Arthur HAS to realize what he had done and feeling guilty. It's going to be cruel either Alfred remember this or not after the potion wears off =/
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