Alfie slowly slid down, going under the water a bit. Ivans body was now in good view of the American, having been fully over him in his knees.
Alfred blushed and came up from the water. Ivan smirks a little , enjoying the teasing. It was quite enjoyable.
"Stop it" Alfred pouted.
" Hm? " Ivan looks over his shoulder cutely, the bubbles slipping down his body " Stop what? "
"That. " Alfred frowned.
" What? " Ivan tilts his head confusingly, now sitting himself up as he runs his body. ' Washing ' himself with the soap.
"Being so cute and innocent." Alfred sighs.
Ivan blushes slightly, moving the shampoo onto his hair as he turns away.
Alfred stood and slithered around in front of him. "You're embarrassed now?" He smiled. Hugging him. He wouldn't admit it, but Ivan was cute sometime.
" Niet , I am not " Ivans lip was pouted, his face darkening.
"Yeah huh" he smiled.
" Niet " Ivan playfully splashed.
Rolling his eyes he stayed hugging him. "I love you"
Ivan slowly hugged him back, lifting him onto his lap. " I love you too"
Alfred wrapped his legs around him and smiled.
Ivan kisses his cheeks, enjoying the moment. Causing Alfred to slightly giggle.
Ivan sighs happily beginning to lay back. Alfred felt a bit sleepy as he stayed close with Ivan.
Ivan smiles a bit , pulling Alfred up closer to his neck. Alfred smiled a bit, his stomach started hurting, but he shrugged it off as if it was nothing.
Ivan planted another kiss onto his cheek, trying to stop himself from touching him anywhere else.
Alfred winced a bit, he held his stomach and slowly started to sweat. "Ow.."
" Alfred? What's the matter? " Ivan looked now concerned.
"My..stomach" it might not seem too much, but how he felt was horrible, he sweat, his vision blurred, his head hurt, and the source was his stomach. He didn't know what was happening and he curled up. "Fuck!"
Ivan immediatetly picks him up unsure of what to do , taking him out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. " I'll call a hospital"
Alfred shook his head. "No... No..Its ok."
" Alfred you're in pain...." Ivan puts on his boxers , dressing Alfred up in one of his baggy shirts.
"Ugh" Alfred laid on his back, he start gagging, like he was about to puke.
Ivan opens his window as he was about to call the hospital. ..he paused..." shit " He realised if he had done that then they would of been found out...so instead he calls England to come over after finding Alfreds phone in his pants.
Alfred groaned as he curled up. "Oh my god" he panted. He was burning up, sweat running through the shirt he was wearing.
Ivan hurried over to him , sitting himself beside him as he rubbed his back soothingly. " England's on his way over...he's gonna take you to the hospital "
Alfred nodded as he started rocking.
10 minutes had went by and there was already a knock at the door. Ivan had already by the time made Alfred wear pants so he carried him down the stairs and opens the door.
" What's happening??? " Arthur asked worridly.
Alfred was crying now, the pain was unbearable. "Ughhh!"
" I have no idea he just started being in pain..." Ivan helped him over to Arthur's car, Arthur opening it hurridly.
" Oh God " Arthur curses, making sure Alfred was safe in the back as he hurried into the driver's seat once thanking Ivan.
Alfred curled up in his seat whining. "Arthur it hurts.."
" Alfred what the hell have you been doing? ! " Arthur started driving quickly.
"Nothing, i was just taking a bath and- UGH!" he cried, gagging again.
Arthur rolls his eyes.." Atleast you weren't doing something stupid "
Alfred put his head in his lap and groaned. "Whats happening" he asked himself.
Arthur sighs as he parks into the hospital parking lot. " It's probably all the fatty foods catching up to you...git " Arthur gets out and helps Alfred out of the car.
-Once in the ER-
The Doctor held up a clip board , taking one last look at Alfred. "Alright, Mr. Jones. It seems you're close to starving. Im not sure when it was the last time you ate, but you should, and by eating please eat a few salads every now and then. Also for you heat flashes, you have a bad fever, due to dehydration. Mr. Jones i have no idea where you were but, you need to eat and drink, its important, whether its healthy or not you need vitamins. " the doctor stated, handing Arthur some medicine. "This is for him to take, he needs to take it for the next week to be sure this doesn't happen again."
Arthur nodded, thinking it was weird since Alfred ate a lot. " thanks doctor, come on Alfred "
Alfred stood and kept the ice pack on his head, he was still in slight pain, just not as bad.
Arthur eventually gets him into his car, and putting himself into the drivers seat. " You bloody git. .have you not been eating?! "
"Not really. I've been sleeping a lot." He whined.
" Alfred F Jones I - Urgh " Arthur began to pull into a McDonald's drive way.
"Sorry Artie.." He looked out the window, he sounded absolutely helpless.
" Had Ivan not been feeding you?! " He growls , beginning to drive up into the drive through.
"He would feed me, i just never asked for food"
" Why?! You're always bloody eating " Arthur curses, beginning to order 20 big Mac meals.
"...I got distracted...."
Arthur went quiet for a moment , slightly blushing. " ...Oh "
