Alfred laughed before a question he had always been dying to ask came to mind. It probably wasn't appropriate but he might not have any other time to ask. "..yeah i guess you're right about the burger thing!" He chuckles once more before he brought up enough courage to ask, "Dude, can i ask you something..?" Nervousness was filling his voice.
Moving the cup away from his lips and to his lap, Arthur gave a nod. "Of course, unless It's a comment about my eyebrows or anything stupid. Then no." The Brit sternly told him. He really had gotten tired of all those comments. "Its nothing to do with that but...whats it like? Being blind? You don't have to answer if you don't wanna.." Alfred asked quietly, very unusual of him.
Arthur fell silent for a moment, lowering his head making his sandy hair fall over those empty eyes. "Many words can describe it America... but I suppose what I can say is that It's something that you adjust and get used to..." He spoke softly.
Alfred felt his heart pang, he should have just left it alone. "Oh...Dude, im sorry, maybe i shouldn't have brought it up.." Alfred's voice was quiet, only just above a whisper."No, no, It's alright... You wanted to know so I told you." Arthur replied with a slight smile before taking a sip of tea from his cup.
The worried American sighed in relief, maybe it wasn't too bad. "Okay thanks, I thought i might have hurt your feelings or something!" Without warning, he leapt onto Arthur and pulled him into a tight hug, forgetting that Arthur still had his tea. Arthur suddenly jumped, spilling his tea all over them both as America suddenly hugged him! "Ow! Bugger, that's hot! America!" The Brit exclaimed.
Alfred jumped up quickly, letting go of Arthur as the hot tea fell onto them. "Fuck, sorry!" He practically sprinted to the kitchen to get some tissue or a tea towel or something. Alfred didn't have much tea on him so It didn't hurt as much. "Im so sorry! I forgot about your tea! I hope you dont mind me doing this but i need to get the tea off-" He didn't even finish his sentence before he started to rub frantically at the tea on Arthur's clothes where it had spilled on his stomach and thighs.
Arthur placed the cup on the side and shook his hand by the side of him. "Bloody hell that's hot! America next time think before you do!" He scowls as he tries to stand to his feet but was stopped when he felt something dabbing his side. Arthur instantly started to panic. "W-What in hells name!? What are you doing man!?"
"What do ya' think im tryin' to do?" The American replied sarcastically."Im getting the tea off! It'll burn even more if i dont! " Alfred was starting to panic himself as he noticed that the tea wasnt coming off. "Maybe harder..?" Was all the warning he gave Arthur before he started to forcefully try to get it off, forgetting about his monstrous strength. "W-What are you doing?! G-Get off me!" Arthur started to become flustered, a dark red blush blooming across his face, and suddenly moves away quickly, landing on the floor with a thump.
"Arthur, don't do that! Im just trying to help!" Alfred sits next to Arthur on the floor and continues to try and (roughly) get the tea off. "Just stay still and stop movin' about!" He warned the Brit. Arthur shouted back: "W-Well you're hurting me, now get off!" and continues to panic, moving away from the American when without noticing, he hit his head on the table rather hard. Arthur places both hands on his head with those dull eyes tightly shut. "Gah, shit!" Arthur cursed loudly.
"England, are you okay?!" Alfred started to panic even more, he could feel his heart racing even faster as every second went by. He crawled over to Arthur, or as he had just called him, England. They wouldn't usually call each other by their formal names when they were at home but Alfred had panicked. "What did you do, Hit your head on the table? Lemmie see! I need to check if its okay!" Yanking at Arthur's arms, he attempts to remove them so he can look at where Arthur had hit himself but he wasn't using his full strength- that had caused him a lot of trouble in the past.
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Smiling in the Darkness
Teen FictionEven though Arthur is blind, he still manages to make light of all situations. Well, that is until he visits Alfred and everything changes. [ This is an RP that is going on between me and my friend Sam, i am the America and she is Blind!England. Im...