Forever and Always is Complicated (UsUk Fanfiction)

Chapter Forty

Author's Note: You're welcome for the lovely turn! By the way, the story is ending at fifty chapters, so this'll be along the last ten chapters.

Arthur's POV

I awoke in a hospital room, glancing around the room. It smelt like hand sanitiser and rubber. My head hurt, paining me like something I'd never experienced before.
But what pained me most?
Alfred awoke by my side. He was crying, no, he was sobbing.
All of this was my fault.

"Alfred," I whispered, my voice hoarse. "Please..stop crying.."
He looked up, his normally lively blue eyes would shine back at me. But that wasn't it. They were shallow, puffy and red, dulled.
Alfred...

"Arthur this isn't easy for me.." He whispered, I noticed his hand was in mine. An IV drip, was that necessary?
"Alfred I'm so sorry," I repeated. "I'm such a jackass.."
"She was here," he said, his voice cracked as more tears flowed over.

"Oh Alfred, let me get those pesky tears.." Arthur whispered, wiping his tears away with his thumb. "Don't cry Love, there's nothing to cry over."
"Arthur.." He whispered, pulling the other closer as he sobbed into his chest. Arthur sighed, rubbing Alfred's back soothingly.
"It's okay..I'm here."
"But what if one day, you weren't?"
"Alfred, don't be naïve. It's okay. I'm never going to leave you.."
"Ever?"
"I'm forever and always, aren't I?"

The other boy smiled softly, sniffling as he wiped his eyes. "Yeah, I guess you're right.."
Arthur smiled, playing with the other's hair. "That's my boy.."

Just let me wipe your tears away..why can't we pretend like it's normal?
"She was? Alfred I'm so sorry.."
"I screamed at her, I told her to leave. She obliged, and Fiana stuck around though. She ended up leaving pretty soon after. Said the aura sucked ass or something.."

I nodded slowly, we both not looking at each other. He retracted his hand away from mine, I wanted it back. How could someone be so close, but you miss them so much?
I'd never know..

"What happened to me?" I asked, motioning to the bandage.
"Concussion, they said. They ran a bunch of scans and all that shit. There's some bruising on the brain from the fall, it was pretty harsh. They said it can't be too severe though. There's no internal bleeding, which is a good thing."

I nodded, it sounded worse than how he explained it. "How long have you...been here?"
Alfred gave a saddened smile, "I haven't left your side since you got here."
I glanced down, my ring was back on. How long has that been there?

"Alfred, you should just leave-"
"Arthur, I understand what you did was wrong. It went against everything we'd ever said to each other.."
"Alfred.."
"-But that doesn't mean I'm not going to leave you in a moment like this." He managed to say through more tears. I sighed, slowly leaning over to wipe away his tears. He was still my little Alfred. He wouldn't leave.

"I know..I know how hard it'll be to hear this, but Alfred I love you. You don't have to be here, and I'm so happy to have you by my side over her."
Alfred chuckled pitifully without trying to sound pitiful.
"Oh Arthur, no matter what stupid shit you pull I'll love you too."

I shook my head. That wasn't true. He was only saying this because I was injured. After this was said and done, he'd leave.
I would if I were him.

"Do you remember what I said at our wedding?" Alfred asked suddenly, glancing at our wedding bands.
"Which part?"
"My vows."
"Like yesterday," I replied, trying to smile. I couldn't help but pity him.. Pretending everything was normal. Alfred F. Jones, my hero.

"So, you're the hero. Let's be honest, it's you, not me. And no disagreeing, because you should know damn well it's true. The first time I lost you, I couldn't survive and thrive properly. I didn't eat, I barely slept, I looked terrible. I was terrible, depressed. What have you. But you finally came back into my life, thanks to Peter. I owe it all to the little bud. I felt so relived when I got that second chance, but now this is marriage... As much as anyone can say, you don't get second chances in marriage. It's not as fun, not as romantic, it's terrible. So, with that, I want to make sure my one chance is all I'll need. I want to be the best to you, forever and always."

The vows, those words bounded us together. We were to be each other's heroes. But I turned around, and now I became the villain in his story. How could I do this to him?

"Arthur," Alfred snapped his fingers in front of me.
"Yes?" I asked urgently, turning towards him. He was close, and our lips accidentally met. He kissed me, I cheated on this man for nearly five months and the man kisses me in my hospital bed.
I loved it.

"Alfred," I panted slightly, his hand cupping my face. We were both tearing up though, so our eyesight was a little watery.
"Shh..let me speak.." Alfred whispered against my lips, brushing hair out of my eyes, kissing me again.

He pulled away, I already missing his touch. I love this man. I will always love this man. He will always be my first love of my life. And so far, my only. He's the male I'll go to hell and back for, and not regret a thing.
True love will do that to you though, huh?

Alfred's POV

My eyes glossed over in tears, Arthur and I both messes.
"There's little things we'll never understand about each other.." I said finally, looking away from the other. Every time I blinked more and more tears fell down my cheeks.

It pained me, what Arthur did. To me, to Elizabeth, to us as a family. Will I ever forgive him? No way in hell, this will never truly leave my mind. But will I let it end us?
Now c'mon, don't be stupid.
Every couple can get past a low.

"I'm not going to forgive you for doing this to us." I said, he nodded. I know he didn't want to talk about it. But it'll only kill me if I don't talk about it.
"I know..I know sorry will never be enough and Alfred that's something I'll never forgive myself for."
"It doesn't mean I'm going to give up."

He stopped talking and his eyes snapped at me. "What?"
"I'm not giving up. We just need a little repairing.
But most of all dammit we need to stay together. For Elizabeth, for each other's sanity. Even after what you did, I love you. And I'll always be in love with you."

Just like our wedding, he broke down into sobs, curling into a ball in his hospital bed. I didn't say anything, didn't touch him, nothing. I sat in my chair and looked out the window until a doctor came in. He just needed to let it out. I did too, and I would when the time came.
More so then I already have.

"Mr. Kirkland-Jones..Are you alright?" A nurse asked, the doctor standing at the doorway. I looked over at my husband, and then at the attractive nurse.
"I'm fine." He muttered coldly into a pillow. She glanced over at me, "Sir?" She whispered to me.
"He's alright, he's just emotionally unstable."
"Alfred!" He shrieked.

If you can cheat, I can insult you. I told him in my glare. I figured I could, I mean, it wasn't like I couldn't.

The doctor came in and did some blood work and other tests on my tired lover, and as soon as he left Arthur groaned, throwing a pillow at me. "I'm not emotionally unstable."
"Yes you are in my eyes."
"In your eyes I'm dirt."
"Dirt with a nice ass."

His eyes narrowed.
"The dirt who's raising your daughter." He murmured, face getting close to mine. I teasingly kissed him, "The dirt who sleeps with other people."
"Alfred!" He whined, looking away. "Stop using it as blackmail!"
"Stop sleeping with other people."

He huffed, turning away. "Shut up." He muttered under his breath, rolling his eyes. "It was one person."
I chuckled, rubbing his back. "Don't be stupid, I'm not too mad."
"Too mad?"
"Would you rather me be a flaming inferno?"
He chuckled coldly, uncrossing his arms to wrap them around me. Alas, I admit, I melted into his touch.

I love everything about this man.
Except the fact that he stuck his dick in a chick. Or anyone for that matter.
But he'd pay for that later.