Summer Love (Hetalia USUK)

Arthur

After a while, it was about time to go to bed and Alfred still hadn't answered the question through text. Avoiding the answer hmm? Interesting tactic. I was literally thinking about him the whole day, and eventually fell into a dream when I slept.

I was sitting underneath a sort of overhanging roof, against a building that looked as if it hadn't been cleaned up
In a while.

Out of nowhere, from behind the corner or something, came Alfred. He stared into my eyes. Finally! I got to see his wonderful eyes! The blueness in them held me for a moment, and I couldn't speak, only stare helplessly into his eyes. Literally, I couldn't do anything, only listen to my heart pounding in my chest. My head moved back a bit as he got closer to me. And I mean way closer.

I could feel his breath on my chin and neck, while I was certain he could hear my small chest pounding. I tore my eyes away from his eyes and looked at his lips, then back at his eyes, realizing with a start that he was shirtless all the sudden. At this I got uncomfortable. What the bloody hell was he doing?

He licked his lips, staring at mine as I unconsciously licked my own. His breath was sweet and gentle, but growing more rapid by the second. A cool breeze blew making me feel that my shirt had gone missing too. I whimpered a bit and didn't want anyone to see my scars. He looked down at my hands, which I did too, and he covered them with his own. He then put his hands and mine on top of the scars, as if hiding them from me, not him. We looked into each others eyes again at the same time, and he took a deep breath. He closed his eyes and closed the space between us while I closed my own in anticipation.

I bolted up in bed, sweating and breathing heavily. What the bloody hell? Did I just- was he going to- a dream? What? Oh, wait. It was merely a dream. Only a dream. I had nothing to be disappointed or afraid about.