Arrested in Love: UsUk Prisoner AU

14: Twelve Months

"You're here for a year, Jones. How do ya feel?" Lovino asked, leaning against the cell's bars.
"How do I describe it? I'm- I'm so happy. Oh geez, acknowledgments...Gosh I'm so terrible at this public speaking thing.. Hm, I'd like to thank the academy and the police force that's wrongly accusing me of my brothers murder.. Oh! My boyfriend Arthur Kirkland. Yeah... On second thought, I fucking hate it here."

Lovino quietly chuckled, rolling his eyes. "Arthur is really rubbing off on you, bastardo. So rude all the time."
"You seem to be nicer, Toni must really be rubbing off on you." Alfred retorted, sitting comfortably on his bed. Or well, mattress.

"Oh shut it. Antonio is a stupid idiot. He has nothing to do with my demeanour."
"Right... Stupid idiot that you wed."
"Well, time for you to shut up now."

Alfred chuckled, his current cell opening. He was happily taken to solitary confinement, seeing as his more homely cell was ready for him. He made sure to look like he was struggling when around other guards or prisoners but he really couldn't care less. A year is enough to make you think: wow I really don't give two fucks anymore.
So, he didn't.

Alfred plopped down on the floor, looking up as Lovino waved, sarcastically smiling before he closed the cell's iron door. Alfred hummed as two arms wrapped around his neck, kissing his cheek.

"Ah, I should've known Lovino was bringing me here because of you."
Arthur quietly giggled, playing with the prisoners hair. "You'd be correct. I got lonely. So, I had the other prisoner in here removed to the black hole and got you here instead."

Alfred raised an eyebrow. "Who else was in here?"
"Some schizophrenic Wanker who attempted to kill me a few more times than to my personal liking. Real nut job. And why he isn't in the ward- hell if I knew."

The American shrugged, the Brit starting to rub his shoulders, gently massaging him as he kissed his cheeks. "Been a little while-"
"A couple months." Alfred noted, closing his eyes as he enjoyed the affection. "How was vacation?"
"Fantastic, it was grand to see the kids again. London is rather tall now. Ellie just got her two front teeth growing in, I remember bringing her home from the hospital... My little girl.. And Michelle.."

Alfred hummed, clearing his throat. He clearly didn't want to hear about Arthur's ex wife.
"I don't want to know."
"She's gained a lot of weight-"
"Arthur."
"She's pregnant."

Alfred's eyes widened, Arthur's moments stopped. "How could that be? She's single isn't she?"
Arthur slowly nodded his head. "I don't know who the father is, but I'm pretty sure it isn't mine."
"Pretty sure? That means you would've been cheating on me during our relationship. How loyal of you."

Arthur shushed him, tilting his head so he could kiss his nose. "I promise you I never cheated on you once." He smiled, cupping his cheeks. Alfred just grunted and turned away.
"Alfred, please. Don't be mad, I'm being honest. I could never do that to you. You know how much I love you."

Alfred shrugged, standing up and going over to the bed. He laid down on it, staring up at the ceiling. "How am I supposed to know that? You were gone for two and a half months. That's a long time without you! You easily could have slept around and would've gotten away with it. Because in here in pure isolation!"

Arthur hushed him, crawling into his lap slowly. "Stop, stop. I never slept with anyone. I'm tight as a virgin and dry as a desert. I never cheated on you." He assured, kissing along the American's jawline.
"Well I would hope you're tight, unless Michelle has a dick she could fuck you with."
"Oh shut it, you know what I mean."

Alfred smiled, leaning down at the same time Arthur leaned up, both of their lips meeting at the same time. It was perfect, and very long awaited.
"I missed you," Arthur whispered, Alfred's hands already working to get the other's uniform off. Not to have sex, but it was uncomfortable cuddling when there's a gun poking your dick and a taser occasionally jolting you awake.
Maybe it wasn't a gun.