*TW: Manipulation and violence*
3rd person pov
Alfred Jones excitedly walked into the meeting room and instantly noticed it had an odd atmosphere. He shuddered slightly as it felt like someone blasted the AC on high for a week straight."What's going on?" Alfred asked out loud tilting his head while looking at the blonde that runs the meetings. Ludwig gulped slightly and pointed to Ivan who was just staring at the table grumbling about something to do with his country. Alfred sighed and walked over towards him ignoring the other countries who were trying to stop him as Alfred never was or will be scared of Ivan. What Ivan could do to someone? Sure Alfred witnessed him be used as a chew toy for a polar bear and walk away fine but Ivan himself? Nah.
"Vanya! Whatcha thinking about today?" Alfred loudly asked while sitting on the table next to Ivan. The Russian male blinks and looks up at the American blankly before sitting up straighter a little bit.
"Just thinking about how powerful our countries would be if you were by my side" Ivan says giving the blonde an eye smile, which based on the drop in the atmosphere scared the crap out of everyone else, but Alfred was used to Ivan's behavior. So Alfred returned the eye smile with one of his own.
"Ok sounds fun you can tell me about that later tonight. Speaking of what do you want for dinner? Cause I can't decide for myself" Alfred asked, pouting slightly, leaning his head back which seemed to snap Ivan out of the trance he was in and his eyes seem to fill up with different emotions.
"If we could have that thing we had the other night that'd be great" he replies making Alfred hum and lean back allowing his hands to keep him up.
"I'm thinking of two things either the pasta or the stew" Alfred says ignoring the other countries as they questioned the America personification but Alfred was focusing on Ivan right now.
"Hmm" Ivan says thinking about something causing Alfred to hum.
"If it'll help I learned after the incident so I won't use as much salt with the stew" Alfred says, remembering the stew from the other night, Ivan nods and smiles.
"I'd say the stew then Fredka" Ivan says causing Alfred to nod again.
"Alright beef, pork, or chicken?" Alfred asks he closes his eyes.
"Beef" he responds Alfred nods and looks at the other countries.
"There he's no longer staring at the table" Alfred says while standing up. He goes to head to his seat but Ivan pulls the blonde male into his lap.
"Vanya" Alfred warns making Ivan grunt.
"Stay" Ivan says so Alfred just sighs and relaxes a bit after shuffling around.
*After the meeting*
Alfred was walking out of the meeting with the rest of the F.A.C.E family. Before any of them could question the American someone picked him up from behind.
"Vanya" Alfred yelps then Alfred heard Ivan laugh slightly.
"Dinner at your place?" Ivan asked which made Alfred smile.
"Alright you needy Russian let's go" Alfred teases and Ivan walks out of the building still carrying the blonde personification with him.
*After dinner*
Alfred Jones was laying in bed with Ivan Braginsky as the Russian patted the American's head.
"So about our combined power?" Alfred asked making Ivan chuckle.
"Yeah so I was thinking" Ivan starts while Alfred hums and allows him to tell him about how powerful the two of them would be if they worked together.
"So what about me?" Alfred asked looking up at the Russian.
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