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"PLEEEASE (NAAAAME)?" Alfred begged, he has been trying to get you to watch a horror movie with him at his house. You did like scary movies though the problem was the person you were watching it with. He's a huge wimp when it comes to anything remotely scary so the poor soul watching that kind of movie with him, would have to comfort the scaredy-cat... Not at all fun.
"No, you know how you get!" You refused, trying so hard not to look at his puppy face. That worked... until he grabs your face and turns it to face his. 'OH GOD NO, NOT THE TEARY EYES,' you thought desperately, though you blushed slightly at the closeness of your faces. He totally isn't your crush or anything like that (so much sarcasm).
Your blue-eyed crush now had that kicked-puppy-that-still-loves-you look that made you want to glomp him, "Please??? I don't wanna watch it alone!"
"F-fine...YOU BETTER HAVE (favorite candy or snack) THOUGH!" Your last defenses fell as you gave in.
"YAY! THANKS (name), YOU'RE THE BESTEST BUDDY A GUY COULD HAVE! DON'T WORRY, THE HERO WILL COMFORT YOU!" Alfred exclaimed as he picked you up in a bone-crushing hug and swung you around like a teddy bear. All the people in the park looked at the (h/c) haired girl and the blonde man like they were nuts.
You squirmed in the tight hug, trying to get sweet air that had been squeezed out of your body, "Al-fred c-can't breat-th."
"WHAT? OH SORRY DUDE, HAHAHAHA!" He finally set you down carefully, sometimes Alfred forgot his own strength. Watching you gasping, he couldn't help notice your beautiful (e/c) eyes that sparkled all the time or the way your silky hair shines or your sweet and caring personality. Al couldn't believe how lucky he was to have a best friend like you. Guess what? He had a crush on you too! Even heroes get shy, the loud American hadn't told you in case you wouldn't like him back. MAN UP OR I'LL BEAT YOU WITH MY PEACE PRIZE
"Um, Alfy, you okay?" You asked, concerned. He was staring at you for a while without speaking (which is abnormal on its own as he will never shut up, not like you minded), plus his cheeks seemed to be tainted a bit red. It darkened when he snapped back to reality.
"O-oh ye-eah. I MEAN, OF COURSE. THE HERO'S ALWAYS OKAY NOW LET'S GO!" he fixed his glasses before grabbed your hand and dragged you to his house, stopping for McDonalds on the way.
"One (favorite drink) and (favorite candy or snack) for the awesome (name)!" Alfred exclaimed as he handed you the items before plopping down next to you on the blue couch.
"Awesomer than Gilbert? Also, thanks!"
"Sure! ....Don't tell him I said that."
"No promises!"
"B-but I thought we were friends?!"
This went on for a bit until the movie started, he picked the Collector and boy, was it chilling! During the whole movie, Alfred clutched onto you more than Matthew to Kumajirou! A sudden movement or noise made him shriek and hide behind your back, as you jumped a bit but still munching on your food.
After the movie:
"Wow, wasn't that a interesting movie? Alfred? Alfy? Alf?" You poked Alfred in the cheek, but he still hadn't let you go nor moved.
........
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"WAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! THAT WAS SO SCARY! (NAME) ARE YOU OKAY? THE HERO WON'T LET HIM HURT YOU!" He then picked you up bridle-style before bolting to his bedroom, tossing you on the American flag bed like a rag doll, locking the door, then finally jumping on the bed too and hugged you tightly.
You gave a small chuckle, though you couldn't help that your face looked like a tomato at the moment. "Alfy, don't worry; it's just a movie." You petted his hair, avoiding his cowlick since he told you never touch or pull it. You couldn't help but stare at it until you felt your shirt getting wet.
"(name) PROMISE ME THAT YOU WON'T LEAVE ME, I DON'T WANT YOU TO DIEEEE!" Alfred sobbed into your stomach, tightening his hold on you, "I DON'T WANT YOU TO GO BEFORE I TELL YOU I-" he then shut up, realizing he said too much.
You tilted your head at him when he lifted his, "Tell me what? Alfred F. Jones, you tell me right now!" You only used his full name when you were angry or wanted to know something NOW.
His light skin now growing a bright scarlet as he pulled away and hid his face into a star-shaped pillow. 'GODDAMMIT, why can't I shut up?! What if she doesn't feel the same way, and I ruin our friendship? I don't want to lose her.... I don't know what I'd do if I did....' (d'awww you made him fluffy!)
You swept the (h/c) hair out of your face as you stared at your crush in a 'you better tell me right now or God help you' way. Then, you saw a blur of yellow before you realized he was kissing you.
He pulled away before you could respond, "I love you. I love your (e/c) eyes and how they are full of light, your (h/c) hair that always manages to bounce and shine, you're kind, funny, beautiful, crazy, caring, and fun personality make me the luckiest guy in the world just to know you! I can understand if you don't feel the sam- MMPH!"
You pressed your lips to his soft ones, shutting him up. He eagerly kissed back, sparks filled your bodies like fireworks exploded in your heart. After pulling away for air, you gave him a loving smile, "Of course, I feel the same way, idiot!" Your now boyfriend gave his goofy grin before locking your lips in other loving kiss.
Extended Ending:
"...Can I pull your cowlick now?" ".....Maybe later in the relationship." "B-but-" "No."
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America x Reader: Hambahgah
Hambahgah
(read: hamburger)
This is my first America x Reader fanfic, so try not to be so critical please? This is fluffy friendship turned sappy/fluffy romance, because, well you know how fluffy Alfie can be! :3
Anyways, enjoy! ^^
"Hey _________! ________! Open up, it's me, Al!"
You tossed down the TV remote and looked out the window to see your best friend (and long time crush) Alfred F. Jones banging on it with a huge grin on his face. "I'm coming!" you yelled, running over to the front door and opening it for him.
"HIYA ________!" he greeted you, wrapping you up in a bone crushing hug. "How are ya?"
"A-Al your c-crushing m-meee&#
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You sat on your couch thinking about how a day that has started off so perfect, could end so badly. Your boyfriend of 2 years, Alfred F. Jones (America), and you were celebrating your two year anniversary. Since there was a new Superman movie out, you decided to surprise him and you bought the tickets eagerly awaiting until after lunch to give them to him. Everything had been perfect.
He had been so excited to get the tickets from you he nearly pulled your arm out of socket trying to drag you into the theater. You had laughed and snuggled close to him in the theatre as the movie began. After the movie things had been going like normal until h
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New.
You hate that word with a passion.
The bell rings over the top of your head, and the hallways quickly become entirely desolate. You want to scream, "SHIT!" into the world, but you refrain, knowing fully well that there are cameras, and profanity is detention or something.
157, English. 157, English. Mrs. Hamercord, your mind repeats, and you bite your lip as you look around the hallways. You're in the 100 section…but where the Holy Rome is room 157?!
After a few more minutes of walking around in circles, you locate the room: it was the room you were standing in front of when the bell rang. HOW DID YOU MISS THAT?
You step into t
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HEY LOOK MY FIRST X READER. And thingy on this accountant. Please give me feedback (or I'll get America to use his puppy face), I need to learn how to write hetalia characters since I'm rather new to this fandom.
~Hope you America fangirls enjoyed this! Maybe tell me who I should write next? I'm out of ideas!
Grazie~
DO NOT OWN HETALIA OR ALFRED/AMERICA (sadly)
EDIT: okay, I'm getting a little annoyed. This is a one shot: No sequels. And please stop saying that you pulled the cowlick or you are trying to bribe Alfred into letting you pull it. I would have not included that bit in if I knew I would get so many comments of the same thing. Too many people have said that and it's just getting irritating. I really appreciate that you guys liked the story, but please.
~Hope you America fangirls enjoyed this! Maybe tell me who I should write next? I'm out of ideas!
Grazie~
DO NOT OWN HETALIA OR ALFRED/AMERICA (sadly)
EDIT: okay, I'm getting a little annoyed. This is a one shot: No sequels. And please stop saying that you pulled the cowlick or you are trying to bribe Alfred into letting you pull it. I would have not included that bit in if I knew I would get so many comments of the same thing. Too many people have said that and it's just getting irritating. I really appreciate that you guys liked the story, but please.
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*touches cowlick anyway