Sorry I procrastinated on this for so long. I was scared to mess up the Kirkland brothers. Also the accents! I feel like I always mess up dialect for accents. Gahh!
Alfred and Arthur waited for Alistair in a coffee shop. Alfred wanted to take a taxi, considering that Alistair wasn't fond of the American, but of course the Scotsman insisted on picking up the couple. Alfred sipped his drink nervously as he saw the redhead walk in.
"H-hey dude sir". Alistair rolled his eyes and hugged Arthur, while glaring at the other blond. Alfred swallowed nervously, grabbing Arthur's hand when Alistair pulled away. The three of them made their way to Alistair's car, the couple starting to get into the back.
"Oi, Allen get up h're next to me".
He slowly made his way to the passenger seat, not bothering to correct the redhead, I mean he had been dating Arthur for three years. He sat as close to the door as possible as he buckled the seat, avoiding eye contact with the Scottish man as he lit a cigar. "Do you w'nt one lad?" He offered a cigar to Alfred.
Alfred shook his head. "No thank you sir. I don't smoke".
"Come on lad, j'st take one. What's the harm?"(Lung disease, tooth decay, gum disease, asthma,pneumonia, emphysema, lung cancer, COPD, and chronic bronchitis. THAT'S THE HARM ALISTAIR!)
Alfred refused, "Sorry, I quit smoking a long time ago. Arthur hates the way it smells and the taste it leaves and he doesn't think it's good for my health"
Alistair started to chuckle, "So you let yer wee boyfriend contol you"
Alfred clenched his fists,trying to stay calm, which was hard for him around the Kirkland brothers. He had no idea how he was going to survive this week "No, I just respect him and what he wants. If he wants me to stop doing something unnecessary like smoking, I will. Not because I let him control me, but because I love and respect him. I hope to hell that if Francis wanted you to stop doing something that isn't important you would stop for him. Not because he controls you, but because you care about his opinion for fucks sake".
Alistair and Alfred were both silent as Alistair started the car and started to drive to the Kirkland residence. Finally Arthur spoke up, "You said you would stop if it was unnecessary and I disliked it correct?" Alfred nodded, smiling at the blond. "On that note, can you stop jumping over the back of the couch screaming your national anthem while I'm trying to watch Sherlock at 2 am".
"Sorry, but that is totally necessary. You shouldn't be binge watching shows at 2 am, no matter how hot you think Benedict Cumber-whatever is. You need sleep to be a strong and healthy boy and maybe someday you will be tall enough to kiss me without standing on your tiptoes".
Arthur turned red and attempted to hit the American from his spot in the backseat. "Shut up! You bloody, condescending twat!"
Alfred smirked as he avoided all of his boyfriend's hits, "Aww it's so cute when you make up words~"
Arthur glared at him so hard that, if possible, there would be holes in the back of his head. "I hate you"
"Love you too baby". Alistair smiled to himself at the two blond's bickering. They already act like a married couple,he thought to himself.
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Americas issues
Fanfictionthis will talk about a lot of graphic stuff including self harm and eating disorders, possibility of more. I'm sorry ....
