"Arghh! _____, it's too hot!!!" Alfred whined, fanning himself with his hand and wiping sweat off his forehead with the other.
"Eh?! I know that! You don't need to point out the obvious Al." You sighed, rolling your eyes.
"But it's hot!!" He moaned, slouching tiredly.
"Well, what else do you want me to do about it?" You snapped. "I've already turned the huge electric fan over there on max!"
Currently, with your best friend complaining by your ear, you were sitting on the steps of Alfred's patio. Earlier, knowing that the weather was sunny, you had given Alfred a little visit. But it became too sunny. You knocked on the door and waited for a long, long time before you heard the American stumble downstairs and finally open the door. It was like he was hibernating in the summer and just woke up! You told him to go outside for some warm fresh air and so, more or less, dragged him out to the patio. Hence, why Alfred was complaining on how hot it was.
Gazing out to the large, luscious, well-kept garden in front of you, and then looking back at Alfred, you sighed heavily and then stood up, patting dirt off your trousers. "Well, it is sunny, you might as well make the most of it!" You said, offering your hand which was then taken by the loud American.
"All right then _____!" He beamed, standing up and looking energetic once more.
"So, what shall we do Al?" You asked, crossing your arms and tapping your cheek.
"Wait, let me get changed first!" He chuckled, causing you to blush in embarrassment.
"Oh, yeah..." You did drag him outside after he only just woke up though. And, as you only just noticed, he was shirtless and only wearing shorts.
"Be back in about three minutes!" He said, before zipping upstairs.
Left alone, you wondered around the large garden and then stepped on a small water pistol. You smiled mischievously, there was only one way this was heading. You shook the water pistol. Empty. "Oh poo!" You muttered in frustration, and looked for a tap. Success! There was one by the entrance! After quickly filling the gun, you then ducked and took cover by the stairs, waiting for your opponent.
Alfred's voice soon rang through your ears, "Hey ____! Where'd ya go dude?"
"Haha!" You yelled, jumping out from beneath the stairs and squirting him with the water pistol.
"Oh, wait, what!?" He said, surprised, "____! Dude, I just got changed!"
You grinned widely, "Sorry, I thought it'd wake you up!"
"It did." He sighed, and looked down onto his shirt. "Aw, dude, this was one of my favourite shirts!"
You looked at his t-shirt, it was soaked! It had 'Hero' written over an American flag, and, since it was wet, it began gripping his muscular figure. Your cheeks felt warm, and it then became furiously hot when he decided to take his shirt off.
"Um, sorry 'bout that Alfred..." You whispered, sulking and looking down at the ground.
"Heh, it's all right ____. Don't sweat it!" He laughed, you were shocked that he forgave you quite quickly! "Dang, where's my washing line?" He said to himself, holding out the wet shirt.
You knew that even though he ate more junk food than anyone else, he never seemed to gain weight. Then a shirtless image of Alfred flashed through your head. "Gaahhh!!!" You screamed, shaking your head wildly in your hands.
"Whoa, ____!" He yelled, gripping your arms softly and peering into your face. "You all right?"
You saw his kind eyes so close to your face and jumped backwards in shock, making Alfred let go of you. You guessed you turned a deep shade of red since your face felt blazing hot! "Y-yes, Al! W-why wouldn't I be?!" You awkwardly laughed, scratching the back of your head. "Eh?! Wait a sec! Are you not going to grab another shirt?"
He laughed, "No, not really, it's hot and it takes effort to run all the way upstairs to grab a shirt which will get wet anyway." He narrowed his eyes, "Hey, dude, why are you so red? Got a cold in the summer, ____?"
"Hahaha, nothing it's just really hot!!" You chuckled, hoping your blush would fade, "Oh, and what did you mean by 'will get wet anyway'?"
"Oh nothing.." He said, grabbing a nearby hose, "I just thought I'd take revenge by doing this!" He laughed loudly, as the garden hose sprayed you with chilly water.
"Hey! Wait! Alfred!" You yelled, covering the blast.
But as you heard his laugh and soon found yourself laughing too. "Cooled down yet ____?" He teased, finally turning off the hose.
"Man, I'm soaked!" You gasped, looking down at your outfit.
"Hahaha! Payback, dude!" Alfred laughed, he looked at your shirt and then flushed red. "Um..." You were wearing a (f/c) checkered shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a white vest underneath, which were both soaked and see through. You were also wearing denim shorts and sandals because of the hot weather but those, luckily, survived the blast.
"Well," You sighed, mumbling "unlike you, I can't take my shirt off."
"If you don't mind, you can take one of my shirts. It's fine by me."
"Seriously? Ok then, I'll take your offer!" You laughed, running into the house.
You were glad that Alfred offered one of his shirts, or else you'd probably have to go all the way back home to grab a new one! He's been a good friend, ever since you were young, and despite being a little hard-headed and always jumping head-first into problems, Alfred was always there to help you out no matter what. That's probably why you fell for him.
While opening a drawer and grabbing the closest shirt, you thought on what you really liked about this certain American. Well, for starters, he always puts in 100% of effort in anything, even if he clumsily breaks something with his strength. He is always cheerful and full of energy, his smile brightening every gloomy day. You pulled your head through the shirt, it smelt like Alfred's cologne, and made your way back downstairs. "Hey Al, can I hang my shirt?" You called, holding up your soaked shirt as you made your way down the patio stairs. You looked around the garden, he was no where to be found.
"Yeah, just hang it next to mine on the washing line." A distant voice yelled. It was from the direction of the house. Running back inside, you almost crashed into Alfred who was holding two ice lollies. "Whoa, ____!" He said, almost falling backwards.
As the two of you walked back outside, you were given one of the icy treats. "It's hot outside, I'm so glad I made these! Take it, it's [fave flavour] your favourite right?"
"It is hotter since it is now midday! Thank you." You looked at the ice lolly. "Um, it's bright [f/c]..."
"Oh yeah, that's your fave colour too, right?" He laughed, taking a bite off his neon blue one. "Cold!"
"Don't bite it then!" You giggled, "Oh, Alfred, you know me too well!"
"Hm? Al, are you ok? Brain-freeze?"
"Oh, so what's up bro?" You asked, a little worried.
"Hey, _____. What would you say if a person liked you. As in like, like."
"Hm.." After a bit of thought, you replied, "Do I know this person?"
"Yeah..." He said simply.
"Um, well, I guess I'd say thank you but I already like someone else. Why?"
"Oh, really? No, it was nothin'." He said, looking to the side and taking another bite of his ice lolly. "Ack! Cold!"
"Hey! Didn't I say not to bite it?!"
"Yeah," He then mumbled, "and you said you already like someone else too."
You heard it though, "Er, so? I just gotta reject that person."
"____." He said, turning back round to hold your shoulders and stare deeply into your [e/c] eyes. "I like you, as in like, like - it's me who likes you! I want to be more than friends..."
"Eh?" You asked, still processing the new information. While thinking, Alfred's ice lolly, which he still had in one hand, touched your cheek. "Eeek!" You screamed in surprise, jolting backwards, "Cold!"
"Oops, sorry!" He laughed, pointing, "You got a bit of blue there!"
"Really?!" And before you attempted to wipe it off, Alfred caressed your cheek softly.
"There." He laughed, taking his hand away. "Oh, and what I said earlier was true."
You touched your cheek, it was warm. You were blushing furiously too. You didn't know if it was the kind touch or the heart fluttering words he said which caused this. "Al?" You said, "You're the person I like. I just never thought you liked me too!"
"Wha? Really?" He asked, surprised.
"Yeah." You nodded.
"Well, then... Will you be my girlfriend ____?"
You giggled in delight, also squealing loudly in your head. "Yes, I will Alfred!" You hugged him, almost causing him to fall over. His warm chest and muscular arms made you melt, wait, he's shirtless?! "Oh! Sorry!" You suddenly backing away from his warmth.
"Hey, hey! It's all right, you're my girlfriend now right?" He winked at you with a teasing smile.
"Yeah! And so you're my boyfriend, then!" You laughed welcoming yourself back into his warm, toned chest.
"Hey, ____. Since I am now your boyfriend, I can do this right?" He whispered, and you then felt chilly, yet soft, lips on yours. You soon closed your eyes and melted into the kiss. He soon pulled away, smiling brightly. "Hahah, your lips taste like [fave flavour], _____!"
"Hey! I was off guard! Next time won't be so easy! Plus, you tasted like blueberries!" You blushed, hugging him tightly in embarrassment.
"Cold!!" He then yelled loudly. You pulled away to see you had touched Alfred on the cheek with your ice lolly, leaving a [f/c] stain on his cheek.
You laughed loudly, wiping the stain away from Alfred's cheek with your thumb. Who would've thought, only a few minutes ago he was your best friend complaining about how hot it was and now he is your boyfriend! Quietly sitting, hand in hand, you were both enjoying the ice lollies, each other's company and the sunny, cloudless day.