Save Me from Myself [ UsUk/ UkUs ]

"I'm not cute! I'm bloody hot!"

Alfred returned with a bandage wrap, some peroxide, and a towel. He walked over to Arthur and laid the towel under his leg then unscrewed the cap on the brown peroxide bottle. "Okay, this will sting a little but it will clean the cut." He explained while getting ready to pour the bottle.

Arthur's eyes widened as Alfred was about to dump hydrogen peroxide on his wound. "STOP!" He yelled and grabbed Alfred's hand, stopping him from pouring the chemicals. However, He wasn't quick enough. Even though it was only a few drops, it still sent a shock-wave of pain though his leg. "Bloody hell!" Arthur yelled as his grip on Alfred's hand tightened.

Alfred felt bad but it had to be done. "Arthur... just let me finish okay. I know it hurt but once I'm done it will feel a lot better." Before Arthur could reply Alfred quickly poured the chemicals on Arthur's cut. He made sure not to let go of Arthur's hand though.

"No, you can't -" Arthur was cut off by the sudden burst of pain in his leg. He laid there screaming through clenched teeth. It felt like hours had passed before the pain finally began to decrease. Arthur was breathing heavily and his head was pounding. He didn't realize that he was still tightly griping Alfred's hand.

Alfred smiled apologetically at Arthur. "I-I know that it hurt.... but it n-needed to be cleaned or it could of gotten infected. That would have been a lot worse." He tried to prove his point. To be honest it was killing him to see Arthur in pain like that but it had to be done.

"You... bloody.... idiot." Arthur said between breaths. He sat up and sent Alfred a death stare. "You can't just pour loads of hydrogen peroxide on a deep wound like this. It has to be applied delicately." He said angrily. "It could damage the tissue if your not careful. It could become much worse than a simple infection." Arthur quickly let go Alfred's hand as soon as he realized he was still holding it.

The color in Alfred's face quickly disappeared. "Oh god..... I'm so sorry Arthur! I-I didn't know that! I was just trying to help... Ugh I mess everything up." He quickly hugged Arthur. "I'm so so so sorry. I promise I was just trying to be your hero."

Arthur flinched at the sudden apology. He awkwardly patted Alfred's back. "Uh... I-It's quiet alright.... Just use your brain next time you sodding halfwit." He mumbled.

Alfred nodded quickly and let go of Arthur. "I promise I will. I-It is okay for my to wrap it in this bandage though.... right?" He was scared that he would do something else wrong and cause Arthur more pain then he needed.

"Yes, but let me preform the task this time." Arthur said and snatched the bandage out of Alfred's hands. He tried to wrap it around his wound but ended up flinching at every movement and entangling his hands in the bandage. "Um... Alfred?" Arthur asked embarrassed.

Alfred was putting the lid on the bottle. He looked up at Arthur. "Ye-...." Alfred had to clamp a hand on his mouth to keep from laughing at the sight of Arthur.

Arthur blushed and snapped at Alfred, "Shut up you twat. Just help me already."

Alfred chuckled and scooted closer to Arthur. He untangled the Brit's hands then started to gently wrap his leg. "I know I can be pretty stupid sometimes.... but I can be helpful other times." He said with a smile has he finished wrapping Arthur's leg and tied it off gently.

Arthur crossed his arms and looked away, pouting.

Alfred chuckled and patted Arthur's head. "You are so cute." He said then walked towards the door while smiling.

Arthur's face went a shade darker and he called after Alfred. "I'm not cute! I'm bloody hot!"

Alfred smirked and looked over his shoulder to Arthur, "Oh you are absolutely right, but you forgot one word. You aren't just hot you are smoking hot." He explained with a triumphant laugh and made his way out of the room. 

Arthur sat there in silence, blushing madly. He was glad that Alfred wasn't there to see how embarrassed he was.

Alfred peaked into the room and started to laugh. "Your face is so freaking red dude!" He fell onto the floor laughing.

"Shut up you sodding prick!" Arthur yelled, somehow making his face darken in color. He grabbed a book on the nightstand by the bed and threw it at Alfred.

Alfred laughed harder as the book missed him completely. "Oh god Arthur, You throw like a girl!" He was clutching his stomach now as he laughed and tears were rolling down his cheeks.

Arthur was becoming furious. Why does he have to be so bloody annoying. He took all the pillows from the bed and threw them one by one at Alfred.

Alfred's laughing was cut short when the first pillow hit him square in the face. He smirked and picked up one of the pillows from the ground, while dodging Arthur's attacks. He threw it at the Brit and repeated the process, making sure every pillow hit Arthur. 

Arthur's anger was swept away within a few seconds as him and Alfred threw pillows back and forth at each other.

Alfred didnt realize it but Arthur was smiling. He even laughed a little whenever he hit Alfred with a pillow.

Alfred got hit square in the chest with a pillow. He then decided to show his amazing acting skills. "Oh, no! I've been hit by the enemy... tell... everyone.... I will.... miss them..." He trailed of dramatically and stuck his tongue out to make it look more like he was dead.

Arthur burst out in laughter and clutched his stomach. " Oh God. That was bloody awful! " He continued to laugh, almost falling off the side of the bed.

Alfred sat up and laughed also, "Come on it couldn't be that bad..." He did one of his best pouting faces and crossed his arms over is chest.

"Trust me, a child could have done better." Arthur said before wiping the tears that were forming in his eyes.

Alfred scurried across the floor and stood on his knees at the edge of Arthur's bed. "You are joking right?" Alfred asked with a worried expression. 

Arthur slightly leaned away in shock. "I-I..." Arthur could't think of anything to say. He didnt want to hurt the American's feeling more than he already had.

Tears started to form in Alfred's eyes. "You weren't joking, were you?" A look of pure sadness was present on his face.

Arthur could feel a slight pain in his chest when he saw the look in Alfred's eyes. "Well... no but I... I mean yes.... no, I mean..." Arthur hesitated. What am i suppose to say? I can't tell him the truth. 

Alfred started to laughed and patted Arthur on the head. "Don't doubt my acting skills." He said while standing up.

Arthur scowled at Alfred. "Wanker..." He mumbled under his breath while crossing his arms.