Forever and Always is Complicated (UsUk Fanfiction)

Chapter Sixteen

Author's Note: so sorry I would've updated yesterday but I had absolutely no ideas... Anyways though, here's an update, I hope you enjoy~

Arthur's POV

So we kept the dog, much to my early despise. But, the dog is quite sweet actually, and extremely loyal. She's a nice reading buddy as well, until Alfred takes her out for a run and she comes back extremely hyperactive.
Then she's just a whirlwind of annoying.
Kind of like Alfred to be honest.

But anyway, we tried really hard for a name and even called up some of our friends for help.
Or well, Alfred's friends.
Although to be fair, I do like Kiku, he's a fairly nice and quiet person. Very to himself.
He suggested the name Ai. It means love in Japanese, I really liked it but Alfred said it sounded like he was about to sneeze every time he said her name.
He's so stupid it kills me.

But some fellow friends like Gilbert and Matthew suggested things like Hershey, Cocoa, Aiya, Milky Way and such.

We decided -Alfred decided- on Aiya. I do approve of the name, it is very sweet and she responds to it well.

Alfred at the moment however was sleeping in bed, cuddling the dog. I did feel a pang of jealousy, over yes, a dog, but hey, give me a break.

"Alfred, you have to get up."
He groaned, turning his head to me, Aiya licking all over his face–look like she had just woken up–.
"But I don't wanna get up!"
"Well, your boss called, get your arse up!"
"Wait? Francis called?"

"Yes." No. Just get up you knobhead.
"Alright fine, I'm up I'm up.."

He groaned once more, getting out of bed and I couldn't help but laugh. His hair was everywhere. Except, his cowlick. It never moved, it always stayed up and slightly curled of course, forbidding any touch for reasons.

"Morning Artie~" Alfred cooed, tilting my chin up and kissed me passionately. I was a bit shocked but melted into it, kissing back before he pulled away; my eyes fluttered open.

I blushed deeply, he noticed and poked my cheeks, "You're blushing!"
"It's warm in here you git!"
"Whatever you say Artie~" Alfred waltzed down the stairs, Aiya following behind him. She's nowhere close to my dog, she is all Alfred's.
"It's Arthur, not Artie.." I mumbled to myself, walking down the stairs.

Alfred grabbed his phone and arched an eyebrow, glancing over at me.
"Francis didn't call..?"
"Yes I'm aware of this, I have to wake you up one way or another."
"You asshole," Alfred chuckles, I smile proudly.

"We should go to the beach," Alfred suggested, I snorted.
"Beach? It's the bloody winter!"
"Yeah I know, we'd have the beach to ourselves!"
"You're an idiot at times, just thought you should know that."
Alfred sighed, but nodded his head, forcing a smile. "I know, but you love me," he added, it almost sounding like a question.
"Of course I do, you're a huge dork though."

***

Alfred and I sat on the couch, bored out of our minds.
"Well we have to do something!"
"Yes, I know. But, what?"
"Uh, I don't know dude! What should we do?"
"I haven't a clue."

"What if we went to London?"
I paused for a moment, Alfred cuddled me closer, smiling like an idiot.
"Are you being serious?"
"Of course I'm being serious! You haven't seen your mom since you've moved back in months and months ago, you haven't seen Peter either. I miss 'em too, so we could go to London!"
"We can't leave like that Alfred. We have to see when there's flights-"
"Hold up-" Alfred interrupted, releasing his hold on me, he left with his phone into the kitchen.

Alfred's POV

"Hey Francis, I need a desperate favor."
"Ohonhon~ So you've finally decided to leave the Black Sheep and come to a real man, non?"
"...I'm afraid you're mistaken Frenchie."
"Well I tried, good day Alfred."
"No! C'mon dude I need a favor!"
"And what would that be?"
"...I need to borrow your jet."
"Quelle?!"
"I need your jet. Me and Arthur are going to London and I don't want to wait for plane rides; I have a huge thing planned so I need to go to London."

Silence, then a sigh from the other side of the line. "Fine. Oi, you can borrow my jet. But you will not be flying it."

I huffed, rolling his eyes, "Whatever dude. I didn't want to anyway."
"Yes, you did."
"Fine, I did. I'm a great flyer!"
"Non, stop Alfred."

I rolled my eyes and said my goodbyes, ending the call, smiling as I greeted Arthur again.
"So what was that all about?"
"Oh, I got us a private jet, nothing too big."

Arthur raised an eyebrow, "Well look at Mr.Bigshot over here. 'Private jets.' So when do we leave?"
"Whenever."
"Oh?"
"Yeah." I joined Arthur on the couch again, laying my head on the Brit's shoulder.
Arthur smiled, kissing my head, causing me to smile.

"So, when do you want to go to London, Alfred?"
"It's all up to you, babe. Your home here not mine."
Arthur rolled his eyes, "Yeah yeah. Alright, I guess we can go tomorrow or something."
"Sounds good to me. I'll let Francis know."
"Hm?"
"You think I can afford a private jet? I'm just a model, Artie."
Arthur broke out laughing, I gave a few small laughs as well.

***

Arthur and I stepped off the jet, Arthur was still in awe. The jet was nice, he had never really been on anything so grand, just me and him. Other times friends of mine were on the jet too, same with friends of Francis's.
I, however, was used to the whole thing, just the only different thing was better wine.

"Well that was fun," I chuckled, pushing my sunglasses to the top of my head.
"Fun? That was amazingly fun, we were going incredibly fast."
"Glad you enjoyed it. But now we're off the plane and in London, this is your park, so where do we go?"

Arthur hummed, "Wanna go visit mum?"
"Aw yeah, that's a good idea!"
"Yes, I'll just let her know I'm coming-" Arthur started, pulling his phone out and looking through his contacts before I stopped him.
"Nah, let's surprise them."
"Really?"
"Yeah, there's going to be plenty of surprises this trip," I winked, but Arthur didn't understand what I meant..good.