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Title: No Question
Author/Artist: nastybillabong
Character(s) or Pairing(s): America, England. USUK.
Rating: K.
Warnings: Drabble prompt thing. Human names used.
Summary: Alfred and his train of thought as he converses with Arthur on Valentine's day.
I didn't even need to ask.
"-so then the aliens totally beamed him into their mothership, and it was all like fwoop, but then Bruce Willis totally grabs on to his buddy's leg and he gets beamed up there too-"
Arthur's not paying attention to me. He's not even looking at me. It's kinda sad that he's not listening to such a great story - I mean, John and the Martians was a totally awesome movie - even if I know that he doesn't really believe in aliens.
"That's nice, Alfred."
That's nice? Really, Arthur? Or are you just saying that because you have no real comment to give?
"But Artie," And I've finally got his attention, because he looks at me with that cute face of his - eyebrows all scrunched up together and a small frown. "I'm not yet done telling the story!"
His face relaxes, but you could still see that he was annoyed. I bet that he's thinking, 'Just how long is Alfred going to go on about his aliens?' Figures. He really doesn't like it when I talk about extra-terrestrials anyway.
"Alfred, if you want me to even so much as sit through the movie, you wouldn't risk spoiling the good ending, now, would you?"
Check and mate. Nice move, old man.
"Aw. Okay, fine." But I've got better tricks up my sleeve. "But you have to promise that you'll watch with me, okay?"
Oh, the look of horror on Arthur's face is priceless, to say the least. I'm almost tempted to laugh - but I don't. I need to look convincing, after all. So, I put on my best puppy-pout, the one Arthur always gives in to. He cannot say no to this face. He tries to look away but I won't let him - enter whimper, - and then he looks back at me. His eyes soften a bit, but he scrunches his eyebrows up again.
And, three, two, one-
"Fine."
I can't help but grin.
"I love you, Art."
He looks a bit surprised, but it doesn't make my resolve any weaker.
I love you very much. I love you even if you don't listen to me, even if you don't always pay attention, even when you get mad, even when you're in a rush because of meetings and can't be with me. I love you even if you don't always tell me that you love me too - but that's okay. Whenever you do tell me, it becomes special, since it's rare.
"I know," He smiles. "I love you too, Alfred."
And I know, with all my heart, that he does.
"And yes, I'll be your Valentine." He adds. That makes me grin even wider.
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A/N: Another drabble prompt thing just for Valentine's Day. Not exactly what I had in mind, so it's not exactly a 'polished' product either. Hope you enjoyed, though. :'D
Hetalia (c) Hidekaz Himayura