~ Your POV ~
"Allllllllfffieeee!!!" I groaned, nudging the American who sat playing his Xbox. "Not now (Y/N)..." Alfred muttered, not even bothering to glance at me. I crossed my arms and blew a strand of (hair color) hair out of my face. "Fine!!"' He didn't even budge. I hissed and scooted away.
~ Alfred's POV ~
"Game over!" The voice of a male came from the TV as I placed my controller down. (Y/N) had moved away, her (eye color) eyes full of...anger? "(Y/N), babe...what's up buttercup?"
~ Your POV ~
I couldn't help but giggle as Alfred said those words. I could see that he was smiling triumphantly as I looked up. Then something caught my eye. The unusual cowlick on Alfred's head bobbed the slightest bit. "Hey, Al..." He raised an eyebrow. "Cowlick..what's it for??" His face flushed bright red. "Nothing important..J-Just d-don't touch it, o-okay??" I smirked, causing him to whimper...."You should run.." With that, he jumped up and ran off, the sound of his bedroom door slamming as I grabbed the XBox controller. "Dork.." I giggled
