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HI I JUST FOUND UR FANFICS TODAY AND THEY'RE SO GOOD IM WORKING MY WAY THROUGH THEM AND I AM IN TEARS (GOOD TEARS) LOL PLS CONTINUE WRITING <3!!!! Also may i request an angsty usuk fic where america is infatuated with england but england has no feelings for him/turns him down? (i saw ur request was open ;)) IF U DONT WANT TO THATS TOTALLY FINE I JUST WANTED TO EXPRESS MY FEELIGNS HAVE A GREAT DAY

This hurts me, you’re so nice and sweet and I appreciate the compliments and the fact that you actually are reading through my fics? and liking them too like wow. I really suck at angst and I’ve been working my mind around how to do this without hurting my fragile usuk heart ya know. But anyway, I wished I knew who you are so I could personally thank you, but I guess it’s alright like this. It might not be what you expected but I hope you like it? 

An Old Tale

“I wished you could’ve seen him, Al. He has this– this charm that I just can’t explain! And I haven’t even talked to him, how amazing is that?” Alfred watched as his childhood friend fawned over the human he saw the day before, a melancholic smile on his face that went unnoticed by Arthur. 

“That’s great, Artie! I hope you get to see him again.” No, he didn’t. Mermaids were to stay away from humans and Alfred was beyond concerned for his best friend. 

“Hope? Oh, my dear Alfred, I’m not hoping to see him again, I will definitely see him again.” The mischievous smile and dangerous glint in the eyes he knew so well told Alfred that his friend was thinking about something, something terrible. 

Alfred was really unsure on whether he should ask or not, but he opted for the former, “What do you mean by that, Artie?“ 

Arthur took his time to answer, until he abruptly swam towards Alfred, barely containing his giggles, he said, "I’m going to ask the Sea Witch for help." 

Silence. 

It took a moment for Alfred to process what he just heard, there was no way that Arthur, the smart and collected Arthur would do something so– so insane!  

"Arthur, you can’t be serious. You out of all the people should know that the Sea Witch means trouble!" 

Arthur’s smile fell, replaced by one that showed only annoyance, "I  know Alfred, I know. But how else do you expect me to meet him? He could be my soulmate. I thought you’d understand me, but I was wrong.” Without another word, Arthur swam towards the Sea Witch’s cave. 

Alfred didn’t know what to say, but he knew he had to say something- anything. “What if he’s not your soulmate? What if you’re actually running away from your real soulmate?” he called out before he could lose sight of Arthur. He could tell that Arthur stopped to consider it. 

With a bittersweet smile, Arthur turned around, “I’m willing to take that risk.” With that, Arthur turned around and swam even more determined. 

That was the last time Alfred saw Arthur for another three days. 

Three days later,  Arthur and Alfred met again, only that the green-eyed man had a pair of skinny legs instead of the beautiful emerald colored tail he used to have before.  Somehow Arthur had lost his voice, probably thanks to the witch, and he also seemed to be in an extreme pain whenever he would “walk”. 

The blue-eyed merman somehow caught on what was going on thanks to Arthur writing it down on the sand. Apparently, if he kissed the human he fell in love with, and it turned out he wasn’t his true soulmate, Arthur would turn into foam. However, Arthur didn’t seem to be scared, in fact, he seemed quite confident in his choice. 

The human and Artur got along just fine, but the human didn’t seem interested in Arthur in a more than friendly way. Something that both Arthur and Alfred noticed. This set Arthur on taking matters into his own hands. Alfred would always tell him to give up and to come back home, but Arthur would never listen. 

Arthur’s plan failed miserably. As soon as he touched anything that was water he would turn into sea foam. Alfred couldn’t let that happen, so he told Arthur to stay away from the shore for a while, but without leaving it. 

Arthur waited a day, and when Alfred finally came back he told Arthur that he made a deal with the Sea Witch in exchange for something valuable, so that neither of them were affected. Arthur could finally come back into the water. He was so happy he jumped straight into Alfred’s arms. 

The thing was, though, that Alfred lied. 

He made a deal with the Sea Witch that when Arthur entered the water, Alfred would turn into sea foam instead of Arthur. 

The green-eyed merman noticed instantly what was happening and with fat tears coming out of eyes, he demanded Alfred tell him why would he do such a reckless thing. 

Alfred’s reply was, “I’d do anything for my soulmate." 

Well then I think it’s safe to say that this took a darker turn unexpectedly sooo imma leave it up to you what happened to Arthur because to me he died too because he was too heartbroken ANYWAY I HOPE U LIKE IT OKAY BYE NOW

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Two Is Better Than One

I saw this post again and it immediately hit me how it fits perfectly with Alfred. I couldn't help myself. This is gonna be rather short so just a heads up. Now, enjoy! also, ~omegaverse~ cause I'm trash.

Alfred loved taking the twins out for a walk whenever he could, and recently he did it a lot. Not that he minded since it was because, after a couple of months, Arthur went back to work and he deserved to enjoy it. Since Arthur was slightly smaller compared to other Omegas, having twins really took a toll on him, but now he's all better to kick ass in court. Alfred worked from home so he didn't have an issue with staying with the babies, that way he could show off how cute his twins were and how he was the best Alpha dad around. 

Currently, they were on their way back to their house. Alfred really had to be careful since he was carrying them with backpacks so he had a baby on the front and another on the back, so he had to pay attention to both his front and back constantly. 

On his path, he saw a an Omega woman with her baby approaching them. "Oh how lovely! He's so cute! What's his name?" The woman asked with a small smile on her face.

Alfred's chest swelled with pride because he knew that his baby was darn cute. "His name is Allen. Your baby is adorable too, really handsome. But... I bet you don't know what's cuter than one baby."

From the confused look the woman gave him he knew she didn't know the answer, just as he expected. He turned around, revealing another baby. "TWO BABIES!" 

The woman was no longer confused, instead she seemed to be a little surprised. After a couple of seconds of complete silence, the lady let out a chuckle. "You're right, two babies are more cuter." 

The bid farewell and Alfred was proud of himself for pulling that stunt twice that day. When they got to their house, he knew Arthur just got back from work and that he was exhausted if his scent was anything to go by.  

"Honey~ I'm home!" He made his presence known, though Arthur might have know that because of his scent too.

Just as he expected, he found Arthur collapsed on the couch. Arthur had his eyes closed, but as soon as he felt his husband and children approach him, he opened them quickly and with a smile on his face. "Hello, love and hello to my two little darlings," He got up to help Alfred with the kids, he took Matthew and Alfred stayed with Allen. "Did you have fun on your walk?"

"Oh, heaps. You know that thing I do? I pulled it off twice." Arthur could tell how proud he was, that he didn't have the heart to tell him to stop doing that. "Is that so? That's fantastic, dear."

Alfred could tell that his usually fiery husband was really tired thay day, so being the hero he is, he had to do something to make it better. He took Matthew from his arms, despite Arthur not wanting that, and together with Allen, he set both babies inside their crib in front of the TV. 

Sitting next to Arthur on the couch, he grabbed the Omega's elbow and pulled him on his lap. "Alfred - just what on Earth are you doing?" 

The Alpha didn't reply, instead he started massaging Arthur's shoulder's, making the Omega putty on his hands. "After this, I'll make your favorite dish, how does that sound?" 

Arthur felt overwhelmed with happiness, that he could only let out a breathy sigh. 

"Oh Alfred, thank you so much." Arthur turned around and gave his husband a well deserved kiss. 

"No problem babe! Anything for my beautiful little omega." 

Needless to say, after dinner and putting the babies to sleep, Alfred was rewarded handsomely in bed. 

look at me trying and failing to be funny rip also can someone say DOMESTIC OMEGAVERSE AMIRITE. Listen, I'm all for that bitter sweet omegaverse, fighting for equal rights, fighting their insticts, passionate heats, possesive alpha, hiding their identity omega, like bruh I'm all for omegaverse.... BUT IM ALSO ALL FOR THAT FLUFFINESS LIKE BE STILL MY BEATING HEART. 

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Your Gift

USUK FIC - STRIPPER AU

I seem to only get inspiration when I'm extremely busy I wanna cry rip me (: so anyway- STRIPPER AU AYYY I love this so much with a burning passion so I hope you guys like it! Also, my writing is vanilla af so sadly don't expect anything steamy. 

A knock on his door brought him back from his daydreaming. Arthur sighed, he knew who it was and why. It was always the same after he finished dancing. Closing his white robe tightly, he answered softly, "Come in."

From behind the door a person carrying an insane amount of what could only be gifts appeared. The person, who is actually the bartender of the club, set the presents down on the floor. His name was Alfred F. Jones, the charming and handsome bartender of the Freedom Strip Club.  Also, the object of affection of the Queen of Spades, the most popular dancer, Arthur Kirkland. 

"You're as popular as ever Arthur! What do you even do with all these gifts anyway?" Asked the honey blond American.

The lovely smile that Arthur had upon seeing Alfred instantly vanished, replaced by a face of disgust. "Most of them I throw them away, they're mostly sex toys." Pause. After this, Arthur's face went back to the soft smile. "However, I do keep the nice ones. I can't bring myself to throw those away. Even if they're far and few in between." 

At that, the blue-eyed man let out a hearty laugh. "At least you're considerate enough to keep them."

That's how their conversations would usually go. A little bit of small talk and Alfred would then be on his merry way to serve drinks to the customers. Flashing them charming smiles in order to get them to buy more. 

Just when Alfred was turning around to leave, Arthur suddenly stood up and with a soft blush on his face, he asked, "W-Wait, Alfred! I was u-um you see... I was wondering if you'd like to have a drink with me later..." 

"Oh don't worry about me, Artie! You should head home. I'd be dangerous if you leave all alone when it's really dark." And with that, the clueless American bartender left the yet again brokenhearted English dancer all alone in his dressing room.

Arthur should know better by now, he's been flirting with Alfred since the day he started working in the club, and he always got turned down. Maybe he seems to be desperate to Alfred, or perhaps he thinks he just wants to hook up because he has so many suitors.

Either way, Arthur slumped on his chair with a resigned sigh. After a couple of minutes of contemplating his life. he stood up and started to get ready to leave. 

The next day everything was the same. Same dance routine, same gifts, same small talk, same Alfred being oblivious, nothing new. Only that there was something new, Alfred wasn't leaving like he usually does. In fact, he looked rather nervous for some reason. 

"Alfred? Are you alright?"

The American's nervousness seemed to vanish and be replaced by something that looked like determination. He walked up to Arthur and pulled something, that the English man didn't notice before, from behind. It was a red rose with a card attached to it with a ribbon.

"I-It's a gift..." stammered the honey blond man, "I know it might not compare to the things you usually get... and that you probably don't want to be more than friends... but would you like to go on a date with me?!" By the time he was done rambling, his face was completely red, even redder than the rose. 

Arthur smiled softly and took the rose. He opened the note. Inside, there was a small message: 

I’m sorry for taking so long to confess, but I wanted to make sure that you weren't actually seeing someone already. Please accept my offer?

Arthur started to suddenly laugh. "Of course I'd love to go on a date with you, you bloke! I was convinced that you didn't like me at all!" 

The American looked shocked, but then joined Arthur and started to laugh as well. "I was convinced that you wanted to befriend me! We really are idiots, aren't we?"

"Yes, we are." 

Silence fell inside the dressing room. Somehow it wasn't awkward. But Alfred was staring at Arthur so intensely, that the sandy blond was feeling a little uncomfortable. 

"S-So... how about we go out tomorrow for lunch?" Since they both worked during the night, it made sense to go out during the day.

"Sure! I know this really cool Mexican place, I bet you'll love it-" While Alfred kept on rambling about their date, Arthur couldn't help but smile fondly at him. He was really glad he was finally getting somewhere with the only person that had complimented his dance without calling it "sexy" or "erotic", the only person that actually fought someone who thought Arthur was a prostitute and tried to pay him to sleep with him. 

Arthur chuckled at the memory, which got Alfred to stop his rambling, "What's so funny?" Arthur tried to not laugh at how Alfred looked like a confused puppy. "It's nothing, I was just remembering something. Anyway, it's getting late so I better go. I'll see you tomorrow then?"

"Absolutely!" Before Alfred left the dressing room though, he leaned in and kissed Arthur on the cheek. After that, he escaped, with a face completely red.

The green-eyed man stood in the middle of is room, stunned. Placing his hand on the cheek that Alfred kissed, the English dancer couldn't help but smile fondly. He couldn't seem to stop doing that whenever Alfred was around. 

He could hardly wait for tomorrow. 

Wow I intended to make this way shorter but my hand slipped. Oops? Damn I'm back at it again with the sappiness. When will  I learn. Probably never. Oh well. ALSO MY NEW FAVORITE THING IS ALFRED BEING THE BLUSHING MESS INSTEAD OF ARTHUR. JOIN ME ON THIS NEW RIDE PLS. I hope you guys liked it! (:

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Here’s a list of all the fics I’ve written so far! Now, some(most) of these... I’m not really proud of them? They're kinda very cringe-worthy. But c’est la vie, I will still add them. From oldest to newest, enjoy~

Lucky Break

Today’s The Day

Killer Love

Famous Actor & Cafe Worker AU [10/10]

Pulled Up

Big Boy

Gorgeous

Librarian AU

Live Report

Something I Don’t Know

Eyes Open

Hold On

Sit, Relax, I Won’t Bite

Good Luck Kiss

Sweet Surprise

Love Prescription

Too Smart

In Need Of Attention

Forever In This Moment

Lover Boy

Cooking By The Book

Arthur’s Delivery Service

Puppies or Kittens

Baby, It’s Cold Outside

Tickle Fight

Enchanting Holiday

Planned By Fate

Impossibly Fitting

Right Path

Thief Of My Heart

Make You Feel My Love

Music Box

Hero To The Rescue

Welp, this is it for now.

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Music Box

USUK FIC

I like to make myself sad for no apparent reason, so what? Okay but I mostly get sad with like pure stuff. I don’t really know how to explain it, so I’ll leave it here and I hope you enjoy it! This was my attempt to be edgy and angsty and I failed miserably. 

The Queen of Spades was hiding in his private rose garden, hiding from the real world. The garden was a gift from the King of Spades for their first anniversary. Arthur had, of course, loved it and he tried to take good care of the garden. He was also holding a simple white music box that had blue ornaments. The music box was Alfred’s gift for their latest anniversary. 

Arthur was sitting on the ground, not caring about getting his clothes dirty. He felt empty, numb. So he slowly opened the music box, letting two porcelain figurines free from the box, free to spin around to the melody from the box. And so, with a shaky breath, along with the melody, Arthur began to sing: 

“How does a moment last forever? 

How can a story never die?

It is love we must hold onto,

never easy, but we try.

Sometimes our happiness is captured,

somehow, our time and place stand still,

love lives on inside our hearts and always will.”

At some point during the song, Arthur began to cry, but he refused to stop singing. The moment that the music box was meant to capture was their wedding, the best time of his life. Alfred gave him the music box after he left to fight in the war against Clubs. It’s been months since he last heard of him, but that day was different, he got a letter. 

A letter that declared Alfred Frederic Jones, King of Spades, dead.

Arthur refused to believe that his dear husband was no longer alive, that he was now alone in the world. Alfred had promised him forever, and Alfred never lied. He couldn’t lie now.

The melody of the music box was muffling Arthur’s sobs as he finally broke.

Arthur wasn’t sure how long had he stayed in his garden or when had he fallen asleep, but he could see the sun setting already. He noticed that the melody never stopped. He wanted to close the music box but he couldn’t find it anywhere near him, deciding that he probably must’ve pushed it while he was sleeping he turned around. 

The music box was behind him alright, along with his allegedly-dead-husband. Arthur paled a little at the sight of his lover sitting on the only bench in the garden. 

He wanted to get up and run to him, to scream at him but most importantly he wanted to confirm that he wasn’t going insane already and that the love of his life was indeed, there. But he didn’t, all he could do was stare.

Alfred closed the box, calmly got up while also placing the box on the bench, and went over to Arthur, sitting on the ground in front of him. Alfred could only smile at him and for a moment Arthur thought that he was actually a ghost, but then Alfred spoke, “I told you I never lie.” 

That’s all it took for Arthur to hold onto Alfred for dear life,  crying and swearing on his life that this time he would protect him and that he was the one that would fight the entire Clubs army, not Alfred. 

Only when Arthur hugged Alfred a little too hard he noticed, thanks to his lover’s cry of pain, that Alfred was actually injured on his side. Cleaning his runny nose he looked up to his husband's face and smiled a little, “Don’t think that just because you’re not going to get your head chewed off by me, you bloody inconsiderate arsehole. Don’t even think about scaring me like that!”

Alfred could only chuckle feeling too giddy to be back in his beloved arms, “Yes your Majesty.”

I COULDN’T MAKE IT SAD. RIP ME. I CANT WATCH MY KIDS SUFFER, Especially NOT BY OWN HAND. I tried I really did, I even considered making it Alfred’s ghost. Also, I love songfic’s me, and this bit is from beauty and the beast my currently favorite soundtrack of a movie and this bit makes me so sad, even more, when you find out about the meaning behind it.

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Hey there! I have no idea if you would accept requests, but would you do a random fluff fic of america trying to be the sappiest/overly romantic dork to england during a world conference? idk I just like the idea and I think you're an awesome writer thanks~

First of all, thank you so much omg, compliments make me emotional. Also, I do accept requests! Even though I still haven’t replied to many of them ( I am sorry pls don’t hate me ). This request, in particular, is perf because I love sappiness and them being dorks and I’ll just get right to it now, I hope you like it!

England was trying to pay attention to Russia’s speech, keyword trying, while his boyfriend, America, kept bothering him and trying to get him to turn around and read whatever note America wrote down for him on a little piece of paper.

Deep breathes England, you’re a big nation, you can do this, the meeting is almost over-

His inner prep talk was interrupted yet again by America. “Psst England… psst!” he heard the younger nation whisper.

The English nation merely looked up to the ceiling, as if asking God why was he testing him, before he turned to look at America. “What is it America?”

He didn’t get an answer, instead, America simply pushed the folded little piece of paper towards England.

Sighing in defeat, England opened the little piece of paper. 

“ Ur pretty cute wanna go on a date?”

England sighed yet again and whispered, “We’re already dating, what’s this about?” 

America merely gave him one of his charming, toothy grins while shoving another piece of paper into England’s hand. Deciding to indulge his boyfriend a little, he looked at the new piece of paper that said:

“If you were a vegetable you’d be a cute-cumber”

He quickly covered his mouth with his hand, to prevent him from laughing. What’s with the cheesy pickup line? His thoughts were interrupted by Russia, who gave him a smile that made him feel uneasy, “Is everything alright England?”

Clearing his throat and sitting up straight, the English nation apologized. He noticed out of the corner of his eye that America had composed himself, making it look like he had actually heard what Russia said. 

It seemed that America wasn’t done since he passed him another folded piece of paper. England opened it.

“I was feeling a little off today, but you definitely turned me on.”

His whole body was trembling, he wanted to laugh so badly. America, that bastard, he knew that he was weak to bad pickup lines! 

Thankfully, the meeting had ended. While everyone was gathering their things, America kept whispering cheesy pickup lines in his ear. At one point England couldn’t hold it anymore and he started laughing to the point that he was in tears. 

The few nations that were still in the meeting room merely rolled their eyes, already used to the silly antics of the stupid couple. 

“You were looking particularly grumpy today, so I thought I’d cheer you up a little bit!” America looked quite pleased with himself for succeeding.

“I appreciate your concern, love. But you had to do it during a meeting?”

The younger nation gave him a cheeky smile, “Love waits for no one, sweetheart!” 

England rolled his eyes, “Whatever you say, now, let’s go. I’m starving and you promised me a date.”

Now it was America’s turn to laugh. He grabbed the other’s hand and they both made their way out of the meeting room.

Have I mentioned how much I love it when my otp is happy and dorky and just S A P P Y. No? Well, now you know. I HOPE U LIKED IT!

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Lucky For You

USUK FIC

It is I, your local posts-once-a-month-author ( I think the last time I posted something was two months ago tho rip ) but fear not, I’m on a break and hopefully, I’ll be able to post a couple of one-shots. Enjoy!

Alfred F. Jones has always had everything he wanted on a silver platter.  And now that he turned 19, that still hasn’t changed. Some would call him a spoiled brat, and they might be right, but Alfred F. Jones also liked to prove people that he deserved to be spoiled by excelling in everything he does. Despite him being a freshman in college, he was quite known as a renowned scientist, something not many 19 years-old could say. Alfred F. Jones truly the dreamed guy for many girls and boys alike, aside from being incredibly smart he also was very, very good looking. And to top it all off, he was actually a really nice guy. So why was he pining over the only barista from his favorite coffee shop?

It’s been 6 months since he started frequenting the coffee shop Britannia, 6 months since he first met Arthur Kirkland, the only barista in the shop. Arthur Kirkland was a 23 years-old who also attended the same college as Alfred. Unlike Alfred who was tall, Arthur was sort of short, at least a head and a half shorter than Alfred. He was also rather pale, with a short and spiky sandy blond hair. Alfred had blond hair too, but he was more of a strawberry blond. He thought it looked good with his slightly tanned skin. Actually, they were both pretty different when it comes to looks and even personalities, but after spending time with Arthur, Alfred was convinced that they would be great together. 

So here he was, sitting on a table at the coffee shop, enjoying his cup of coffee and trying to man up enough to ask Arthur out on a date. Luckily there wasn’t anyone in the shop since it still was pretty early on a Saturday morning. 

Alfred was in the process of pep talking himself when suddenly Arthur sat on the seat in front of him. With a sheepish smile on his face, he said, “I hope you don’t mind if I bother you to talk for a while. It’s a bit boring when the shop is empty.”

“O-of course! I don’t mind if we chat.” Alfred stammered, but he was beyond excited to even care.”

“Brilliant. So how’s it going Mr. Renowned Scientist?” Said Arthur with a teasingly tone. 

Now it was Alfred’s turn to smile sheepishly, he liked it when other people knew about him but with Arthur, he felt a bit embarrassed. “Oh, you know... same old, same old. I’m actually attending a conference next week. That’s the only exciting thing I’m doing this month. I’m taking a break with all the interviews and my work to just relax.” 

Arthur actually looked surprised at that confession. “Really? Well, it’s really not my concern what you do but I’m glad.” He gave Alfred a small smile. 

The two blonds stayed silent for a moment, both seemed to be deep in thoughts. 

“So listen—”

“I was thinking—”

They both said at the same time. They were both apologizing and insisting the other to go first, in the end, Alfred managed to convince Arthur to go first. However, the older one was blushing slightly, not wanting to get his hopes up Alfred decided to ignore it. “I just wanted to know... if you wanted to go with me to the animal shelter I volunteer at. Since you are seemingly free...” By the time he was over his blush had grown. 

Alfred remembered that Arthur was studying to become a veterinarian, it made sense that he also volunteered at an animal shelter. Sure, it wasn’t a date but he got to spend time with Arthur and cute animals. It sounded pretty damn fun. “I’d love to! Maybe we can go on a picnic later or go watch a movie.” 

With a hopeful look that Alfred didn’t notice, too caught up in his own fantasy world, Arthur asked: “As... as a date?” 

“Yeah, I’ve been meaning to ask you out anyway. This just made it easier—” he stopped suddenly, with a look of horror on his face he just realized that he just confessed his plan.

Silence fell upon them.

“So, volunteering and a picnic? That’s your idea of a date?” Alfred couldn’t figure out Arthur’s tone but he just nodded with his eyes shut. A moment passed and Arthur’s laughter filled the empty shop. This was it, he was getting rejected. 

“I can’t believe how stupid we both are. Lucky for you that’s what I like.” 

Suddenly Alfred opened his eyes not believing what he heard was right. “You mean... we’re going on a date?” The big and carefree smile Arthur had served as an answer but he had to hear it. 

Arthur chuckled, “For a genius you sure are slow. Yes, we are going on a date.”

Needless to say, it was the best day of Alfred’s life and first of many more best days to come. 

This is what happens when I listen to music, I picture them on a scenario based on the song that I’m listening. Can you guess what I was listening. It was That’s what I like. IKR IM SO ORIGINAL (’: I hope you liked it!

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Make You Feel My Love

USUK FIC 

Songfic 

Okay so this is one of my all time favorite songs if I’m honest with you. I was just listening to it and inspiration just hit me! This song makes me feel so warm and fuzzy inside and just plain happy. Sometimes it even makes me cry happy tears, as well as sad tears. Idk, I just find it lovely. I hope you like it!

“When the rain is blowing in your face.”

Alfred looked down at Arthur, who was resting his head on his chest and gave him a puzzled look. The look was a silent question to the small Brit as to why was he suddenly singing. His boyfriend merely looked up, got closer to his face and pecked him on the lips and then resting his head on Alfred’s chest to continue cuddling on Alfred’s bed.

Arthur resumed his singing.

“And the whole world is on your case. I could offer you a warm embrace, to make you feel my love.” 

Now it was Alfred’s turn to smile. The lyrics reminded him of the past few days, where he openly confessed to everyone in their very conservative town that he and Arthur had been dating for a year. Everyone took the news in a different way,  they didn’t really care about Arthur since he had made it clear since his family moved to their neighborhood that he was gay, but Alfred had always been the example for all the kids in the neighborhood and parents hoped that their kids grow up to be like him. Most of the people took it well enough and even congratulated them but a couple of people didn’t, including his Aunt. But Arthur had been next to him through it all, supporting him. 

“When the evening shadows and the stars appear and there is no one there to dry your tears, I could hold you for a million years to make you feel my love.”

He was very thankful for having Arthur in his life. The only person that despite the hardships will stick with him no matter what. Just as the song said, Arthur comforted him when Alfred felt like he couldn’t keep on going with lying to everyone he knew and loved. 

His thoughts were interrupted when he felt Arthur’s hands on his face, moving it towards him. The next verse Arthur sang was filled with so much love and affection that Alfred was getting emotional. 

“I know you haven’t made your mind up yet, but I would never do you wrong.”

Alfred was tearing up little. He wasn’t sure why his boyfriend was suddenly serenading him out of the blue, or why was Arthur’s voice so perfect for the song. 

“I’ve known it from the moment that we met. No doubt in my mind where you belong.” 

Arthur leaned closer and tenderly kissed Alfred. To Alfred the kissed made him feel like despite the chaos in their lives, in moments like these he could feel at ease. It was all thanks to Arthur, his little heaven on Earth. After the kissed ended Arthur continued his singing.

“I’d go hungry I’d go black and blue. I’d go crawling down the avenue. No, there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do to make you feel my love.” 

The American felt the same. He would do anything for Arthur. Anything that would ensure his boyfriend's happiness. Arthur was worth that and so much more. 

“The storms are raging on the rolling sea and on the highway of regret. Though winds of change are throwing wild and free, you ain’t seen nothing like me yet.”

The last part was sung with a smirk from the Brit. It was true though, Arthur was unique in the most wonderful way for Alfred. He was ridiculously stubborn and strong and even though when he moved into the neighborhood some people treated him poorly, he didn’t let it get to him. Arthur is the kind of person that will keep moving forward even if the world is crumbling around him, and he was determined to drag Alfred along with him and for that Alfred was thankful since he felt that sometimes he couldn’t move forward. 

“I could make you happy, make your dreams come true. Nothing that I wouldn’t do. Go to the ends of the Earth for you to make you feel my love.”

When Arthur didn’t continue to sing Alfred assumed that he was done. “Care to explain why the sudden serenade?”

Arthur merely smiled, something he’s been doing a lot throughout the entire song. “I just felt like singing that song to you. I feel it describes the way I feel about you perfectly.” 

Alfred was seriously not about to cry, there was just something in his eye that’s all.

He wrapped his arms around the Brit and brought him closer to him. Right in Alfred’s arms, where he belonged, the American kissed his temple. “Thanks, babe, I really liked it. Plus, I love it when you sing.”

He heard the Brit chuckle, “I know you do and I’m glad you liked it, dear.”

Even if they still had to deal with a lot of troubles Alfred will forever appreciate the moments of peace that his adorable and amazing boyfriend provided him with.

This is pure sappiness and fluffiness and I am not ashamed fight me right now. I have no words tbh I JUST FELT LIKE WRITING THE SAPPIEST THING EVER OKAY? THIS IS WHAT THIS SONG MAKES ME DO.