Summer Love (Hetalia USUK)

Alfred

"Why yes I am. Why would someone call me 'Artie' when that's not my name?"

"It's a nickname."

He got a little red in the face at this. "Don't give me a nickname! I am the one and only Arthur Kirkland, not Artie Kirky or something stupid like that." He scoffed and looked slightly away. I wondered why me calling him Artie freaked him out so much. I saw something else underneath his scoff, though. Happiness?

A bubbling little feeling seemed to radiate off of him even though his expression said otherwise. "What's your deal, dude? You're all... weird." He shook his head a little and answered, "I'm just a bit ticked that you called me Artie, that's all."

"No, actually I was gonna ask why you're so happy."

His face got a deeper red and I held back a laugh. Then everything I saw melted away and he promptly asked, "Speaking of questions and answers, what was it that Francis asked you at the pizza place?"

Fuck no. An excuse? None came to mind. In my head I was panicking, but on the outside I was cool and calm. I remained mute while my ears were tinged pink.

He smirked and asked, "What? It couldn't have been that bad. Oh wait, yes it could have been, it's Francis. But seriously, what was it?"

"He asked if... when, uhm..."

He smirked even more at me and raised an eyebrow, or tried to. "What, Alfred?"

"It was really... nothing."

"Oh was it now?"

He leaned slightly closer to me and my face flushed as I leaned back. I looked into his eyes for the second time and found myself transfixed. I couldn't move. My chest was tight, and I couldn't breathe, either.

They were just... so green. He pulled sharply away, blinking. I averted my eyes again.

"You're lying. I can tell.", he said with a chuckle. What? That's why he did that?! "What the hell, dude?! W-Why did you do that? Not cool, man!"

"What did you think I was going to do?"