[Complete and Absolute Absurdity] For Your Pleasure
“For Your Pleasure”
Rating: G, so very very G
Characters: England/America, Northern Ireland (Oliver)
Summary: It occurs to Oliver that Arthur and Alfred are together. Like, actually together.
WARNING: HIDEOUSLY SHORT.
(This is all Ashley’s fault.)
”Right then,” Oliver said slowly, gaze passing from Arthur to rest on Alfred. The spoon came out of his cereal bowl to be pointed at the American imperiously, dripping milk on the table. “I don’t much care either way if you lot are shagging or not shagging or shagging and pretending nobody else is brilliant enough to figure it out because trust me, I am a cute bit with technology and it’s easy enough to check this tosser’s purchase history and he’s not the sort to buy ‘Ribbed For Her Pleasure’ rubbers to make into balloon animals, like.”
(There was the sound of Arthur in the background, choking.)
“So yeah, don’t much care,” Oliver continued nonchalantly. “Just don’t go pulling that ‘trying to be the cool young stepdad’ shit and we’ll get on well enough, ye ken. I’m nearly one hundred and I don’t need looking after.”
Alfred looked to Arthur with a wide smirk on his face.
“They grow up so fast, don’t they?” he simpered.
“I will strangle you,” Arthur promised.
Rating: G, so very very G
Characters: England/America, Northern Ireland (Oliver)
Summary: It occurs to Oliver that Arthur and Alfred are together. Like, actually together.
WARNING: HIDEOUSLY SHORT.
(This is all Ashley’s fault.)
”Right then,” Oliver said slowly, gaze passing from Arthur to rest on Alfred. The spoon came out of his cereal bowl to be pointed at the American imperiously, dripping milk on the table. “I don’t much care either way if you lot are shagging or not shagging or shagging and pretending nobody else is brilliant enough to figure it out because trust me, I am a cute bit with technology and it’s easy enough to check this tosser’s purchase history and he’s not the sort to buy ‘Ribbed For Her Pleasure’ rubbers to make into balloon animals, like.”
(There was the sound of Arthur in the background, choking.)
“So yeah, don’t much care,” Oliver continued nonchalantly. “Just don’t go pulling that ‘trying to be the cool young stepdad’ shit and we’ll get on well enough, ye ken. I’m nearly one hundred and I don’t need looking after.”
Alfred looked to Arthur with a wide smirk on his face.
“They grow up so fast, don’t they?” he simpered.
“I will strangle you,” Arthur promised.