USUK/UKUS One Shots

Live Aid 1985 (Fluff)

A/N: Merry/Happy Christmas everyone! And Happy Holidays to anyone that celebrates other events around this time. I hope you like this fluff. Did Live Aid technically take place during the summer? Yes. But it closed with "Do They Know It's Christmas" in London, and that song always makes me think of this, so we're just going to consider this your annual dose of Christmas fluff. Also, this is an AU where homophobia doesn't exist because that's gross. 

England hummed to himself as Sunday Bloody Sunday played. His princess, Diana of Wales, was seated beside him, swaying to the music and making small talk with Prince Charles. England had never been a big U2 fan, so the performance wasn't very captivating to him. Still, the energy in Wembly Stadium was contagious. The massive crowd of 82,000 danced and sang loud enough that all of London probably heard them. 

Granted, it was probably noisier in Philadelphia where, in the John F. Kennedy Stadium, his boyfriend and 99,000 people had gathered for the event of the dual-year: Live Aid. Sixteen hours of music, top-chart artists, broadcasts across the world, simultaneous shows in both of their countries, and a goal to raise money to combat hunger in Africa. 

He'd heard America kick off the ceremony when it began in the US thanks to the radio, but other than that, he hadn't heard much about his boyfriend and how the Philadelphia show was going. It didn't matter, though, after tons of planning and the huge response from the population, they were sure to meet their goal. 

"Enjoying yourself?" Diana asked. 

England smiled. "Certainly." 

"You don't seem very happy." 

He shrugged. "I am. I just don't like U2 very much. They make me think of my brother." 

"Ireland is very nice." 

"To you." 

She studied him for a minute, considering his expression. "You know, you're going to see America again next week. There's no need to be so distraught." 

England blinked. "I- This isn't- I'm not upset about America!" 

"You don't miss him?" She asked with a knowing gleam in her eye. 

"No!"  

"Well, try to enjoy yourself. You poured your heart and soul into making these performances happen and they're going to help a lot of people." 

She had a point, so he forced himself to smile when Dire Straits took the stage. 

The headline was coming soon: Queen would be after them, which was bound to put him in a good mood. After them would be Davie Bowie, The Who, and Elton John. Then Freddie Mercury and Brian May would perform a song, followed by Paul McCartney and, last, everyone would sing Do They Know It's Christmas. All in all, it was bound to be an excellent night. 

Dire Straits was just finishing Sultans of Swing when England felt a tap on his shoulder. Irritated, he turned around, ready to tell off whatever reporter had managed to sneak past security to leave him alone. But instead, he came face-to-face with familiar Carolina blue eyes. 

England's jaw dropped. "America? What the hell are you doing here?"

"Well, I wasn't going to miss seeing Queen live, Iggy," He said with a grin. "Besides, I wanted to surprise you." 

"But- I- How are you here? You were in Philadelphia, I know you were! You introduced the first artist, I heard it on the radio! So how...?" 

He waved it off. "I was there for the first part of the show. Got to see Can't Stop This Feeling before I left, so it's all good."