My Obsession

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Cuttoncandy6

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Alfred sat in his usual place in the boring meeting. He looked up at Arthur for the eighth time. He was jotting down notes about talking to your people on the subject of global warming.

Alfred sighed. He was getting antsy, and wanted to go do something. Or maybe even someone. He just didn't want to be bored anymore.

The American smirked as he got an idea. He pulled out his phone to message Arthur.

Your Hero
Hey babe

Arthur looked up at Alfred. He knew for a fact that the message was from him.

Alfred pointed to his own phone, trying to get Arthur to respond. The Brit sighed, knowing that his phone would blow up if he didn't say anything.

Iggy with a Jiggy
What do you need?

Your Hero
It's more of a want than a need

Iggy with a Jiggy
Well, then what do you want? I'm trying to take notes that I know you're going to steal later.

Your Hero
I wanna do a certain someone 😉

Alfred looked up at Arthur, as he had not said anything for a few minutes. He notice how the Brit's face was a light pink color.

Alfred snickered, catching his attention. Arthur glared at him, failing an attempt at hiding his embarrassment.

The two jumped as Ludwig yelled the meeting was now at an end.

Alfred stood outside talking to his twin brother as Arthur was still in the meeting room, chatting with the magic trio about important matters.

"Wait a sec.. did you seriously just tell me you and albinosaur have fucked?"

"We've been dating for awhile now, Al, this wasn't our first time."

Alfred huffed.

"What?"

"Artie's too stubborn to do anything."

"Alfie?"

"Yeah?"

"Have you tried being romantic?"

"I am romantic!"

"Superheroes aren't the most romantic thing, Alfred."

Alfred looked at his brother in shock.

"How dare you!?"

Matthew sighed. The twins turned as they heard Gilbert yelling something about Ludwig being a 'sorry excuse for a country' and how he 'should've gotten the last beer for being awesome'.

"I need to go, he's going to get himself beat up. And Alfred, try doing something that includes HIS interests."

Alfred yelled out a thanks as he ran off to rescue Gil from Ludwig's wrath.

"...alright, I won't use the spell on him."

"Thank you Lukas. I don't think Matthias would be pleased to be a LEGO."

"I don't think that's true but okay."

Alfred grasped Arthur's hand and led him out of the building and to his truck.

Alfred looked at his boyfriend, who looked back a little confused.

"Why haven't you started the truck yet?"

"I wanted to ask if you wanted to go out somewhere."

"To eat?"

"If you want to."

"..can we go to that new restaurant nearby?"

"The only new restaurant I know about is Wendy's."

"I've never been to a Wendy's. I always see these commercials but never bothered to go."

"The to Wendy's we go! But through the drive thru. I wanna do something when we get back."

"Okay."

After getting their much needed food and driving home, the couple relaxed and settled down on the couch.

Arthur dug into his food, seeming to really love it.

Alfred watched him, a small smile on his face. Arthur noticed him staring and looked up from his food.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Because I can."

Arthur rolled his eyes and went back to finishing off his fries. He looked back at Alfred, who had already finished eating, and seen that he was still staring.

"Alfred, love, why are you staring at me?"

"I told you, because I can."

"I'm getting the feeling that there's more to it than that."

Alfred shrugged and brought Arthur close to him. They were now laying down, Arthur's head on Alfred's chest.

Alfred ran his fingers through the Brit's hair. Arthur looked up at him.

"Why are you being lovey all of a sudden?"

"I'm always lovey."

"Not this lovey. You haven't yelled in a while. You're being calm."

Arthur placed a hand on the American's forehead.

"Are you sick?"

Alfred laughed a bit.

"No, I don't think I am."

Arthur slid his hand down from his forehead to his cheek.

"Your face is soft. Like, really soft. How?"

"Dermatologists hate me."

Arthur giggled. The couple looked into each other's eyes.

"Arthur, I'm like, obsessed with you."

"Elaborate on that."

"Well, I love to look at you. I love your pretty green eyes. I love how soft your hair is. I love the way you smile. I love hearing your laugh. I love hearing you sing. I love listening to you rant on about stuff you like. I love listening to you rant in general. I love seeing you get excited when you see a new tea set. I love how concentrated you get when you're reading a new good book. I love listening to you when you talk about your day. I love listening to how much you can insult Francis. I love how determined you get when you're trying to cook. I love taste testing the things you make for me, no matter how it may taste. I love everything about you, and everything you do."

Alfred looked at Arthur. He was a blushing, smiling mess. Alfred leaned up and kissed him deeply. Arthur graciously returned the kiss.

"You're my obsession, Arthur. You keep me going. You give me something to look forward to everyday. And you make everyday a new adventure for me."

"Please, Alfred, you're going to make me cry."

"I'm serious, you're the light of my life."

Arthur sighed happily, wrapping his arms around Alfred's neck. Alfred wrapped his own arms around Arthur's waist.

"I love you so much Arthur. I never want to let you go."

"And I love you Alfred. I never want to leave."

The couple spent the rest of the day cuddling, and telling each other how much they love the other.

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