Americas issues

Proposal

KIttenthis is just an adorable filler chapter. Sorry for all the POV switching and cursing.

Alfred carried his and Arthur's bags downstairs, while Arthur said goodbye to his brothers and Francis. He put them in the back and turned on the heater so it would be warm for the Brit. It obviously took Arthur a few minutes to say goodbye to all five males. During that time Alfred was thinking about what he was about to do.

~Alfred's POV~

"Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy shit". I was so fucking nervous as I  waited. I plugged in the aux cord to my phone, attempting to drown my fear in music.  "Of course it's this fucking song!" Of course,  'Rolling in the Deep' by Adele came on.  Somehow that made me even more nervous. What if Alistair is wrong? What if he says no? What if he dumps me? What if he hates me again? What if I fuck up the proposal and he thinks I want to break up? "Fuck me!". I slammed my head on the steering wheel as my anxieties ate away at me. I was so stressed I didn't even hear the door open and shut, Arthur get in, or the radio turn down.

But, I did her the soft and beautiful voice of my angel, "Love, are you alright?"

I immediately looked at him, "Yep! Yeah! I'm totally fine babe!"

He nodded, "then are you ready to go? I don't want to be late".

I gently kissed his head, "Of course baby. Let's go".  

I started driving to the airport, not being able to focus on a word Arthur was saying.  I just kept nodding and I think he noticed after a while. I felt bad, but at the moment I was way too nervous to care.

The flight was way too long, though I didn't mind my sexy boyfriend falling asleep and cuddling up to me.

Finally! We were in London. HOLY FUCKING SHIT DUDE!  Imagine walking down street with an adorable 5'7 Brit, who is sleepy as hell, clinging to you. Arthur is super affectionate when he's tired and I fucking love it!

Anyways, we went to check into a hotel and catch a few zzz's before.. ya know.

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Arthur was fighting with his hair and I had given up on tying my tie. I was staring down at the gold band with an emerald jewel. The colour reminded me of Arthur's eyes. I shoved the box in my pocket as the door opened. Arthur huffed and walked over to me. It looked like he had attempt to slick it back with gel, but….

I chuckled and ran my fingers through his hair 'messing it up'. He whined and failed in trying to push my arms away. "Baby leave it like that. i like your crazy hair. It makes you look sexy~" I purred for good measure.

He pouted and pulled me down to his level by my shirt collar. Holyfuckthatwassexyasallhell. I tried to hide my blush, but he definitely didn't try to hide his smirk. "You still can't tie a tie you bloody wanker?" he scoffed playfully and did it for me.

"O-of course I can! I'm a hero, so I can obviously tie a tie!...I just chose not too…"I lied.

Arthur rolled his eyes, "Whatever you say, dear". I put on my jacket and held out my arm, LIKE THE FUCKING GENTLEMEN I AM. And guess what! He blushed and looped his arm around mine with zero hesitation! Fuck yeah! I took Arthur to one of his favourite restaurants. Truth be told dudes, I took my time. Not only because I love when my baby is happy, but I was nervous as  all hell… but I'm a hero, so I got this… right?