[Fanfic] Forever and Ever [USxUK]
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blood_wingedTitle: Forever and Ever
Genre: Romance
Pairing/s: USxUK
Rating/Warnings: None. Fluff.
Summary: Shortfic. Arthur had various ways of waking Alfred in the mornings. This one was his favourite.
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Arthur had various ways of waking Alfred in the mornings. Tickling his feet, splashing cold water on his face, pushing him off the bed, wafting the smell of freshly made coffee towards him, but one always remained his favourite.
His dreams would be interrupted by the brush of soft lips against the bridge of his nose, no matter what the dream, and instantly his mind would be full of his lover’s scent and touch and the sure, firm warmth of his slender body. It would be like another dream, one that was infinitely better than those he had of heroically saving entire villages from fire breathing dragons, while Arthur pressed more gentle kisses over his forehead and cheeks, coaxing him slowly to awareness.
The next would be on his lips, and fingers brushed through his hair would draw a soft sound from his throat, exhaled on a quiet sigh of half-asleep contentment. He would feel Arthur smile against his lips, and run a hand over his shoulder, and he would shift closer, moving his sleep-weighted body into his older lover’s embrace. For a while, they would stay that way, with Arthur’s occasional kisses and hums of satisfaction keeping Alfred from sliding back into sleep, and eventually the American would open his eyes, slowly, blinking the gritty feeling from them and focusing on the green gaze that would always, always be there.
“Hey, you…” Arthur would say, his voice soft and warm and loving, and Alfred would smile, dopily, and curl against his chest, breathing against his skin as his lover nuzzled the top of his head and murmured a quiet ‘good morning, I love you’ as he always did.
Alfred would lie there, safe and secure in Arthur’s arms, languidly running his fingers over the pale, thin scars covering his lover’s chest. As little as a year ago he wouldn’t have even entertained the idea of how strange it felt now to sleep in an empty bed, how he would spend hours tossing and turning when Arthur wasn’t there, how good it felt to have those three little words whispered to him when he woke. He had never realised that he sometimes had nightmares until Arthur had been there to calm them, and would still vehemently deny that he snored.
This was his favourite way to be woken, when they had nowhere to go and could just be, lying quiet and comfortable, awake but not quite free of dreaming. Eventually, as if to assure himself that it was indeed not a dream, he would speak, his voice low and drowsy.
“Artie..?”
“Mmhm… What is it..?”
“Nothin’…”
Unseen by Alfred, Arthur would smile then, and run his fingers through the younger man’s hair, scratching his nails lightly over his scalp.
“Mm… love you, Artie…”
“I love you too, Alfred.”
“Forever and ever, babe…”
“Forever and ever.”
Genre: Romance
Pairing/s: USxUK
Rating/Warnings: None. Fluff.
Summary: Shortfic. Arthur had various ways of waking Alfred in the mornings. This one was his favourite.
*****
Arthur had various ways of waking Alfred in the mornings. Tickling his feet, splashing cold water on his face, pushing him off the bed, wafting the smell of freshly made coffee towards him, but one always remained his favourite.
His dreams would be interrupted by the brush of soft lips against the bridge of his nose, no matter what the dream, and instantly his mind would be full of his lover’s scent and touch and the sure, firm warmth of his slender body. It would be like another dream, one that was infinitely better than those he had of heroically saving entire villages from fire breathing dragons, while Arthur pressed more gentle kisses over his forehead and cheeks, coaxing him slowly to awareness.
The next would be on his lips, and fingers brushed through his hair would draw a soft sound from his throat, exhaled on a quiet sigh of half-asleep contentment. He would feel Arthur smile against his lips, and run a hand over his shoulder, and he would shift closer, moving his sleep-weighted body into his older lover’s embrace. For a while, they would stay that way, with Arthur’s occasional kisses and hums of satisfaction keeping Alfred from sliding back into sleep, and eventually the American would open his eyes, slowly, blinking the gritty feeling from them and focusing on the green gaze that would always, always be there.
“Hey, you…” Arthur would say, his voice soft and warm and loving, and Alfred would smile, dopily, and curl against his chest, breathing against his skin as his lover nuzzled the top of his head and murmured a quiet ‘good morning, I love you’ as he always did.
Alfred would lie there, safe and secure in Arthur’s arms, languidly running his fingers over the pale, thin scars covering his lover’s chest. As little as a year ago he wouldn’t have even entertained the idea of how strange it felt now to sleep in an empty bed, how he would spend hours tossing and turning when Arthur wasn’t there, how good it felt to have those three little words whispered to him when he woke. He had never realised that he sometimes had nightmares until Arthur had been there to calm them, and would still vehemently deny that he snored.
This was his favourite way to be woken, when they had nowhere to go and could just be, lying quiet and comfortable, awake but not quite free of dreaming. Eventually, as if to assure himself that it was indeed not a dream, he would speak, his voice low and drowsy.
“Artie..?”
“Mmhm… What is it..?”
“Nothin’…”
Unseen by Alfred, Arthur would smile then, and run his fingers through the younger man’s hair, scratching his nails lightly over his scalp.
“Mm… love you, Artie…”
“I love you too, Alfred.”
“Forever and ever, babe…”
“Forever and ever.”
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Date: 2010-07-21 04:34 am (UTC)This is even fluffier than my puppy~ I love it! Nothing gives you a good night's sleep like some good old sweetness.
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Date: 2010-07-21 04:34 am (UTC)