July 4th

Chapter eight

Chapter 8

Arthur's POV

I smile back at him now jumping up and down in his seat with excitement "Of course Love, finish your breakfast then we can start moving our things." Alfred scarfs down his remaining food and rushes up the stairs to pack whatever belongings he has at my house, I get up to wash the dishes and follow him up the stairs to pack our lives into boxes.

It takes me a while to pack all of my belongings up, only the necessities though seen as I will continue to own this house as well but with America's help we manage to get it done before 5 o'clock the same day. We start to move the boxes to my car piling them up as high as they could go in the boot and when that was full we continued to place them in the back seat. Once that is done I sit down in the kitchen and make myself a cup of tea "Alfred Love, can I ask you something?" Alfred's head appears from around the corner before smiling at me and walking over pulling out the chair opposite and sitting down "What's up Iggy?" rolling my eyes at the nickname, which I am still not used to, I let a small smirk shape my features before placing my cup down and answering "I was just wondering if you enjoyed your tea this morning?" I let a chuckle escape my lips as his face drops and watch the colour drain from it. "I... have no idea what you are on about Artie." He looks down at the table embarrassment evident in his voice, does he not know how cute he looks right now. Taking his hand in mine, I bring it to my lips and brush a kiss against his knuckles, smiling when I see a light blush dusting his cheeks, "Don't worry love, I will never tell anyone that you actually like my tea." Alfred looks up at me and gives me a small genuine smile, one that is rarely seen by anyone but I, making my heart skip a beat "It is not just the tea I like from your nation though is it." Sitting back I look at America's face seeing a sly smile spread across his face but before I had a chance to answer he cuts in "Shouldn't we get going, we need to move our things and get settled in!" I watch in shock, the blood rising to my cheeks and shake my head letting Alfred drag me out to the car as he jumps into the passenger seat. I climb in behind the wheel and start the car, turning around so we are travelling in the direction of our new home. "Ah Arthur, can we stop by the house I have here, I just need to pick up a few things." Turning my head I see a mischievous glint shining in Alfred's eyes, tightening my grip on the wheel I nod my head "Sure thing Al, anything for my love." Content with my answer he turns back towards the window humming a tune to himself as we drive along the road. It is not long before we pull into the drive at America's old house, flying out of the door as soon as I stop the car and rushing inside only pausing in the door way to shout back "Wait there Artie, I will be back in a few minutes!" I turn on the radio waiting for Alfred to retrieve whatever he needed, starting to sing along to 'Me against the world' from All Time Low, yes I know it is an American band, sliding down in my seat I close my eyes and start to sing along. Completely entranced by the music I don't hear Alfred arrive back at the car; or put his things in the back and climb in beside me, so I think it is right to say that I jumped a bit when he kissed my cheek "Hey Artie, did you miss me that much that you had to listen to my music?" Startled I turn my head to where his lips lay inches from my hand "Ummm no it was just what was on the radio when I turned it on." I could tell that I was blushing and quite profoundly at that, Alfred noticing this decided to kiss my hand and smile at me "What did you go in the house for?" changing the subject to one of safer grounds I turn the keys in the ignition "It is a surprise, but I have a feeling that you will love it."

The drive to our new home didn't take as long as I had initially thought, but with Alfred's giddy attitude I found myself enjoying it more than usual, so I was not surprised when we pulled up at the house and Alfred dove out grabbing a pile of boxes that he must of retrieved from his house and running to the front door. Sighing, I climb out of the car and follow him to the door swinging it open to allow him to enter. He runs inside to the living room before placing the boxes down, it takes us a few trips to bring in all of our boxes and belongings but when we do it is 7 o'clock, "Hey Alfred it is too late to start unpacking everything right now so why don't we get out the things we need for tonight and for in the morning and then go to bed, it has been a long day." In response Alfred yawns before nodding his head and slowly making his way towards me, a warm smile directed at me makes my breath catch and I know exactly what he is thinking, so without protest I accept his kiss. It starts out as a slow passionate kiss before I decide to wrap my arms around his neck drawing his body closer to mine, I am rewarded with his strong arms snaking around my waist, tightening his hold on me. Our lips move together in sync both of us use to the way the other feels, tastes and moves, I drag my tongue against his bottom lip and am greeted with Alfred's wet muscle meeting mine making me shiver in anticipation. Alfred wins the dominance and pushes his tongue into my mouth twisting it together with mine before trailing his hands up and down my spine, which emits a small moan from my throat. I pull back when my body screams for oxygen and blush when my eyes meet Alfred's, he looks absolutely exhilarated taking my breath away. "Come on then Artie, let's get you to bed okay?" I look up at Alfred just as a yawn escapes my mouth making him chuckle, I feel myself being picked up but decide to relax, I rest my head on Al's shoulder and allow myself to be carried up the stairs towards the bedroom. "Alright Arthur, I am guessing that you have pyjamas in here somewhere." Alfred says as he places me on the bed and walking towards my chest of draws that is pushed up against the wall, opening the draw he freezes making me stand up and make my way towards him "Alfred, Love. What's wrong? Are you okay?" He leans down and reaches into the draw pulling out a piece of paper, leaning in closer I get a good look at it; as soon as I have seen it I look up at Alfred watching his facial expression. "Hey Arthur. I can't believe you kept this. Why?" He turns his gaze to me before returning it to the picture, it was a picture Alfred drew for me when he was a small colony, of me and him standing side by side our flag merging into one under a bright shining rainbow. "I always believe that you would always want me around, I liked to look at this picture and believe that we would be together forever. It reminded me of when we were inseparable and it is precious to me." I take the picture from Alfred and blu tac it to the wall just above the draws, leaving it visible then take two pairs of jamas out of the draw and Alfred's hand before leading him back to the bed. We proceed to getting ready for bed and then climb in before I quickly fall asleep to the soft hums of Al and he wraps his arms around me.