Cheesy Love Song~
anonymous
June 26 2010, 00:39:54 UTC
So, character A is secretly loves cheesy love songs. Especially singing and/or dancing to them alone. However, character B stumbles upon character A in the act. Hilarity ensues~
Preferably one of these pairing(s): (charrie B/charrie A) Spamano, US/UK, Gerita, SuFin, or Hungary/Prussia (for the lulz)~
Well as it turns out, I do not know what you did last summer; you just happen to write just similiarly to my best friend. *cough* Sorry about that. Here's your fill!
It had been with begrudging spirits that Arthur had decided to fly out to visit his rebellious child that July. The last couple decades he had sufficed for sending the younger nation a small gift basket in honor of his birthday, but Alfred had pleaded and begged...
With a frustrated sigh, the Brit flopped down on what was to be his bed. Washington D.C. was so muggy out this time of year. Just the short jaunt from the limo (absolutely preposterous having something that gaudy and flashy pick him up from the airport!) to Alfred's house had him sweating bullets. It was disgusting and uncomfortable
( ... )
Alfred, for his part, was entirely in his element. The gaudy displays of patriotism adorning every wall, citizen, and street corner. The proud stands of fireworks, all proclaiming 4th cheer. The bustling people beyond his door; families with excitable children, young couples and old ones, both making memories. It was a wonderful time of unifying as a people. He supposed that's why he enjoyed the day being his birthday so much. Everyone was so happy and adventurous
( ... )
A rush of heat overtook the blond, and he knew it wasn't from the weather. Gingerly, he pressed himself against the heavy door, listening attentively.
When everything feels like the movies Yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive
The voice trembled then, catching slightly. The song continued to play, and the singer took a moment to catch up with it, voice swelling with emotion.
When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am
Alfred paused, heart alternating between clenching and racing. After a second, he placed his hand over the door handle and turned it as quietly as possible. It swung open a margin, just wide enough to eye the other man standing before the window, silohuetted, his arms wrapped around himself protectively. His bangs hung in his face defeatedly.
And I don't want the world to see me Because I don't think that they'd understandWere it any other day, the scene would have been completely corny. It was, really, but Alfred knew. Those words, that
( ... )
I just want you to know who I amStrong arms wrapped around him, startling Arthur from his pained recollections. They held him tight as golden hair tickled at his neck and a nose gently nuzzled into his back
( ... )
Iris - a!a here
anonymous
July 3 2010, 19:04:39 UTC
Ugh... sorry. This should have been more on the funny side, hunh? Gah. Sorry it was so hurt/comfort. If you'd like, I can fill it again and make it more crackish. ^^;;;
Not op thinks it is very amusing that you thought it was this anon who requested this-- because this IS something that this anon would request. Regardless, great job author anon!
Re: Iris [4/4]
anonymous
July 9 2010, 09:10:41 UTC
A!A here. No worries, it's really one of my all-time favorite songs. I just use it SO often or see it used very many times. X3 I adore the Goo Goo Dolls <3. Love songs with MEANING. ^^
Preferably one of these pairing(s): (charrie B/charrie A) Spamano, US/UK, Gerita, SuFin, or Hungary/Prussia (for the lulz)~
Please and thank you!
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It had been with begrudging spirits that Arthur had decided to fly out to visit his rebellious child that July. The last couple decades he had sufficed for sending the younger nation a small gift basket in honor of his birthday, but Alfred had pleaded and begged...
With a frustrated sigh, the Brit flopped down on what was to be his bed. Washington D.C. was so muggy out this time of year. Just the short jaunt from the limo (absolutely preposterous having something that gaudy and flashy pick him up from the airport!) to Alfred's house had him sweating bullets. It was disgusting and uncomfortable ( ... )
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A rush of heat overtook the blond, and he knew it wasn't from the weather. Gingerly, he pressed himself against the heavy door, listening attentively.
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive
The voice trembled then, catching slightly. The song continued to play, and the singer took a moment to catch up with it, voice swelling with emotion.
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
Alfred paused, heart alternating between clenching and racing. After a second, he placed his hand over the door handle and turned it as quietly as possible. It swung open a margin, just wide enough to eye the other man standing before the window, silohuetted, his arms wrapped around himself protectively. His bangs hung in his face defeatedly.
And I don't want the world to see me
Because I don't think that they'd understandWere it any other day, the scene would have been completely corny. It was, really, but Alfred knew. Those words, that ( ... )
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