Americas issues

Today's the day

~3rd person POV ~

    Arthur went home the night before so he could shower and get up early. He needed to get up early and pick up Alfred. He woke to his alarm clock screaming at him, he glanced over that read 4:45 A.M.  

~Arthur's POV~

   *Sigh* Time to get up. I dragged myself out of bed and got ready. It was 5 when I walked out the door I almost forgot to bring the cake I 'made'. I really just bought a cake and added some hundreds and thousands on top. I got to the hospital at 6:43, so I went to the cafe and got a cup of earl grey tea. By the time I got to Alfred's room it was 7:05 and the doctor was walking in. To my surprise Alfred was wide awake watching Sherlock. Ha! He said he wouldn't get hooked. He gave me a kiss before taking the cake and clothes I brought him. He ate a slice and we Watched Sherlock while we waited for the doctor to return with the release papers. He kept glancing at me and it was honestly making me nervous. What was he thinking about… He probably woke up and realized that he could do better. Alfred grabbed my hand and started to say something when the doctor walked in. "Okay, Mr. America you are good to go just sign here and here. And Mr. England sign here. Okay have a nice day you two". We walked out of that dreadful place hand in hand back to my car. I opened the door and got in, while Alfred just stood there. I looked at him dumbfounded before he finally got in and I saw his red eyes. He was crying. Oddly Alfred never cries in front of people, not even me.

He sat down and buckled his seatbelt. After an awkward and silent ride, we were home and he finally spoke up, "Ba-abe?"

I almost scolded him for the ridiculous nickname, but then I saw his face. I walked over to sit on the couch,"Yes love".

"I-I-....", he broke down crying I pulled him into a hug.

        His sobs got louder as I rubbed his back. "Alfred… what's wrong?"

He pulled away still crying, "D-do *Hic* you s-still *Hic* l-l-love me?". I simply stared at him, is this why he was so upset? D*mn Bloke, OF Course I still love him!

        I lifted his chin and wiped his tears "You're an idiot of course I still love you! Why would you think different?". He looked down avoiding the question,"Hey, are you going to answer me?".

        He looked up with red eyes and a tear streaked face, "I.. Look at me I'm covered in scars, and we both know you could do better. I don't get why you don't go find someone better, I mean Kiku. Yeah, Kiku would be perfect for you… he wouldn't make you cry" I just stared at him. "Oh come on, we both know it's true. Or what about Francis? He loves you he won't hurt you… Prussia? He would surprise you with flowers when you got home not piles of blood. How about-" I smacked him.

        "What the hell Alfred! I'm not leaving you, your such a f*cking idiot! What do you want me to leave! SO you can keep hurting yourself. Well sorry mate, because that's not happening!"

I grabbed his chin, "To me you're perfect okay, scars and all" I leaned over and pointed at one of his scars and said you're always full of humor" He looked confused, I pointed at another one, "Your eyes a the purest blue I've ever seen" After an hour of this I had told him what I loved about him for every scar lining his body and I could still say 100 more things.