Summer Love (Hetalia USUK)

Arthur

My first thoughts when I walked into the place:

One, this is kind of like a date with him!

Two, why the bloody hell is Francis here? Of all people...

Three, if he messes anything up for me now, I'll have Eliza beat his ass.

After getting the pizza and sitting down, I realized stupid Francis kept eyeing me knowingly. I asked Alfred his favorite things, but got the same question instead of an answer. This was where I said, "Oh, I don't know your views on the matter, but I'm gay."

Much to my delight, he seemed to be almost happy, if anything.

"Yeah, dude, that's fine. I really don't care what your sexual orientation is. As for me, my favorite color is blue, my favorite TV show is CSI, my favorite type of music is Pop or rock, and something interesting about myself that a friend would know...", he trailed off, his blue eyes darting everywhere and anywhere. Anywhere but my face. Alfred seemed very energetic and happy in general. He continued, "Well I like horror movies, yet am terrified of them. And as of now, my apartment is a piece of crap." What? At his apartment? "What do you mean by the last thing?", I asked. "Oh, I really, uh, don't know, actually. All I know about it is that I woke up this morning to find water from the ceiling dripping on my face. Turns out, it was dripping steadily all night and the whole top area of my bed is soaked."

As he spoke, I noticed something. It was small but still. Not once did he look at my face. Not that he just didn't need to and didn't, but he almost seemed afraid to. Weird.

"Oh, that sucks, really.", was all I said.

"Yeah."

After this he picked up his pizza and dug in. I got up and Francis read my mind by giving me a plastic fork and a plastic knife. I turned around and started to cut up my pizza. Alfred gave me the weirdest look ever, but then shrugged and kept on eating. I kept my eyes away, to show that I didn't care what others thought of my habits, and then proceeded to eat.

After we were done, we got up to go, Alfred offering me a ride home. I took it, of course. Just before we walked out the door, Francis came up from behind and whispered something into Alfred's ear. He shook his head embarrassingly and walked out to his car.