"Lunch break! Who wants McDonalds?" Alfred hollers through the conference room.
"Ooo! Me! Sounds awesome!" You reply back to your friend.
You and Alfred have been friends for who knows how long. You can't even remember how the hell you two became friends, it was just too insane to bother remembering you both say to each other every time the subject is brought up.
"How about let's not and say we did? You've eaten hamburgers for the last week! Try something different stupid" Arthur says, slightly annoyed.
And that's your other friend Arthur. He has an attitude and huge assed eyebrows. You have always kinda liked him and his big emerald eyes....Okay, let's face it, you LOVED him. He was really cute and his accent was awesome. Awesomer than Prussia. You seriously loved everything about him! But as usual, he didn't care for hamburgers.
Alfred has a look of shock on his face. "Dude! Calm down! There's nothing wrong with having burgers every day! Nothing wrong!" Leans over and whispers in your ear "Someone's uptight! What do you say?"
You whisper back "Don't be mean! He just isn't a hamburger fan."
"You're only saying that cause you like him!" Alfred snickers in your ear.
"..! S-shut up! Retard!" You start to blush at his remark.
"Well I'm not going to that rat infested fast food joint." Arthur says sharply.
"Wait!" you say. "Are you sure? We're all going, don't you wanna come?"
"Yes I'm sure. Goodbye." He says as he walks out the door.
"Woah." You are almost shocked at how abrupt he was. "I've never seen him like this."
"To be honest, he's been like this all week. He seems kinda down and upset. At least that's how it looks" Alfred replies. "I think he needs some cheering up."
"Tell me about it. I almost want to go after him."
"You should! After all-" Alfred got cut off by you covering his mouth.
"Not in the conference room Al" You say between clenched teeth. "And for the record, I'm going after him." You say with a smirk and you take you hand off his mouth.
"You go girl!" Alfred says with a fist pump.
"Oh shut up stupid!" You yell back at him as you run through the doors after Arthur.
You run through various halls and through a couple doors before you finally spot him just walking past a room with couches. You stand around the corner deciding whether you should actually go talk to him. Well, he is your crush and you wouldn't want to look stupid, but you pull yourself together and run out.
"Hey! Iggy!" You call after him using his popular nick name.
"Hmm?" He stops and turns around to see you panting as you run and stop in front of him.
"God, there was no need to run. We are indoors."
"I...I wanted to catch up before you left" You say between deep breaths.
"You look like you're collapse! Come sit before you do." He says as he leads you towards a nearby couch and sits down. "So why did you run all the way out here?"
"Well..." You pause to collect your thoughts "I wanted to ask why you are so down. Like, you haven't smiled in a while."
Arthur sighs "I haven't had a reason to smile. I can't just do it randomly."
"Why you so sad though?!"
"I'm not sad. I just don't want to smile."
"Lame!" you say to yourself under your breath.
The two of you sit there in silence on the couch until you get an idea that you think can make the british man smile.
"You know, if you're not gonna smile, I bet I can make you!"
Arthur has barely any time to register what you're doing before he is tackled off the couch and onto the floor with you tickling him.
"W-what the?! Get off m-me!" He says trying not to laugh.
"No! I want you to smile first!" You say, smiling yourself.
You immediately move your hands from his sides to his ribs, causing him to finally give a small smile along with a fit of giggles. But him being strong, he manages to push you off and the small smile disappears and is replaced with a sort of scowl as he sits a few feet away from you on the floor.
"Aw, no fair. I only wanted a smile!" you say pouting.
That's when you got a smile from him. Not a forced or fake one, a real smile as Arthur looks at you with a playful glint in his eyes "And I only want to get you back!" He exclaims.
Before you know it, Arthur has jumped on you and stared tickling your sides, causing you to burst out laughing. You try your hardest to push him off but he is much stronger than you so you fail miserably.
"I-Iggy! G-get off!" You manage to say through giggles.
"No~!" He chimes.
Eventually he moves his hands to your underarms and makes you jerk and twist but he's on top of you so you're basically screwed.
"Stohohohohop! S-seriously! Hahaha!"
Arthur ignores your pleas and moves his hands under your shirt and lightly drags his fingertips across your stomach.
He keeps tickling you for another 5 minutes and then he stops, getting off you and letting you breathe.
"Arthur, I..." still panting heavily.
"Thanks for getting me to smile." He interrupts, still smiling.
You sigh "You're
welcome." You finally catch your breath and decide to ask him something you've always wanted to.
"Ummm, Iggy? I have something I need to say. I ummm... I li-"
You were cut off by Arthur smashing his lips into yours and kissing you. At first you were in complete shock, but you relaxed and kissed him back. He broke the kiss after a few second and looked you in the eye.
"I like you to. No, love you." He says with a smile. "And what would you say if I asked you on a date tonight?"
"..." You felt great because of what he said. You were lost for words for a second, but quickly answered back. "I would say yes!" You reply before getting a text from Alfred.
"Who texted?" He asks.
"Alfred. He wants to know if I'm still going to McDonalds." You look up at Arthur before texting back.
"What did you say?"
"I told him he's gonna have to wait for another time cause my schedule is full this week!" You say smiling.
Arthur laughs before you throw your phone onto the couch and pull him into another kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck while he wraps his arms around your waist.
You felt so good to have finally let your feelings out towards him. And even better that he felt the same for you. You had the man you had been crushing on for months and you never felt better.