Fourty Nine

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"Of course." Ivan hopped out and waited for Alfred, offering his hand.

He gets out , taking his hand as he looks up nervously towards the building

"Take it slow. Deep breaths." Ivan reassured him as he led him forwards.

Alfred walks slowly towards the door , urging Ivan to open it for him.

Ivan pushed it open slowly, peering inside.

Once it was open Alfred took a step in and then hurried up stairs.

Ivan followed, trying not to think about what he had seen and heard in this place.

He hurrys down the dark cooridor and opens a very badly beated door. The American only had to poke it and it fell forwards. He steps in and walks over to his bed, bending over as he takes apart the floorboards.

Ivan watched from the doorframe, a look of confusion on his face. "What's in there...?"

Alfred took out a box , a long with an American flag and some medals. He then pulls out some magazines and lifts himself up. " I'll show you when we get home "

"Okay." Ivan nodded, helping him carry some of the things out.

He then takes one last look at the room before leaving. Hurrying himself back down stairs.

Ivan followed after him, as quickly as he could. "I know you hate that place."

" Yes...I do " Alfred refused to look back, heading straight out of the building

Ivan opened the car door for him. "Alright, let's go home."

Alfred smiles and gets in the car , " Yeah let's go "

Ivan's mother pulled away, Ivan taking Alfred's hand in the back seat.

He leans on his shoulder and closes his eyes.

Ivan leaned back on his shoulder, staring languidly out of the window as they headed home together.

Alfred had fallen asleep whilst doing do , seeming to be at peace...relieved.

Ivan stayed awake, his mind still mulling over what was in the box that Alfred had taken with him.

Alfred as cradling the box like it was a new born baby, yet the grasp on the thing wasn't so delicate.

Ivan stared at it, zoning out as his mother pulled into the driveway.

Alfred felt the bump the car hit as it parks, opening his eyes slowly

"We're home." Ivan's mother smiled, getting out and going to get his case out of the car.

Alfred smiles warmly , thinking this was all too good to be true, " This can't be real "

"It is." Ivan took his hand as he got out of the car, grinning widely. "Good thing my bed is big enough for two, huh?"

Alfred happily gets out of the car, tightening the grip on their hands. " Lucky me "

"Let's go and get you settled in, then." Ivan's mother smiled, wheeling Alfred's case inside. "Make yourself at home."

Alfred tried his best to stop crying, he still couldn't believe he was away from that awful place

Ivan held his hand as he led him back inside, taking his things upstairs.

Alfred followed happily, helping Ivan carry his things.

Once upstairs, Ivan put down his things and tackled Alfred to the bed.

Alfred chuckles wrapping himself around his lover , the smile on his face full of joy and happiness.

"I love you so much. I'm glad you're home." He mumbled into his neck.

Alfred planted a kiss on his cheek, " I'm glad too..."

"Damn it. You're too precious." Ivan hid his face as he turned red, concealing his emotions.

Alfred blushes , " Says you "

"Mmhmm." He chuckled softly. "I've missed this."

Alfred tightens his embrace, " We get to do this forever "

"I'm so glad." He smiled. "Stay here for a while?"

" Of course " Alfred snuggles, " I could hug you forever...You're so huggable "

"Yesss. I'm happy with this." He mumbled, his voice muffled by Alfred's chest.

Alfred hums, " You're nice and warm.... "

"I could just fall asleep right here, with you." He closed his eyes, his breathing becoming more relaxed as he snuggled closer.

Surely enough, Ivan began to drift off, his arms still wrapped around Alfred's frame as he fell asleep.

Alfred watched him sleep , not long following the Russian in the dream land.

Ivan slept soundly for the next few hours, still clutching Alfred in his tight embrace.

Alred slept like a log, sinking into the duvets as if he was lying down on fluffy clouds. He slowly awoke howver refused to move and wake Ivan

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