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27 October 2008 @ 05:53 pm
it's for sukiyakiya  
So, you see, I've been bugging sukiyakiya (and lavenderlilly too, in that matter XDD) to draw me a USxUK fan art for a while now. Weeks ago she made a condition that she will draw me a USxUK if I write her an USxUK fic. So here goes ^_~


Title: Afternoon Tea Time
Author: Panda^^V
Fandom/Pairing: Hetalia / USxUK
Warning: Worksafe.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Just Arthur being a little bit thoughtful.
Note: sukiyakiya, I hope this meet your expectation. I've tried as best as I can (or maybe not XDD *gets kicked*) but if it's not, I'll make it up for the next fic? Which I'm not sure when the next idea will pop in my mind XD;; And this is totally different than the original idea I've told you. I changed my mind in the middle of the writing process >_> but I think this turned out better than the first one.

ETA : Beta-read by analineblue. *huggles*

Critics and comments are forever begged and craved for m(_ _)m



It’s four o’clock in the afternoon and there’s nothing else in this world that Arthur wants other than a cup of hot earl grey milk tea. It has been a long day and he needs some relaxation. After inspecting one last time and nodding in satisfaction at the immaculate state of his house, Arthur trots to the kitchen and starts his tea.

The windows in front of the sink are opened, revealing a nice view of his backyard. Arthur notes that he needs to tidy up the bush fence. He puts the kettle on the stove and waits for the milk to boil. He checks the kitchen cabinet to see if he still has some biscuits to go with his tea. He takes out a jar of rum-raisin biscuits, takes one, tastes it, and nods in approval.

He pours the dried tea leaves into a white teapot and as if he only just remembered it, he walks over the opened window and reaches out. Under the windowsill, there are several small potted plants. Arthur makes sure that he only uses fresh herbs so he planted some. He takes a few of the mint leaves, tears them and throws them into the tea pot.

The milk is bubbling and Arthur carefully stirs it before turning off the stove. He pours the milk into the teapot and waits until the tea is ready. He browses through his collection of tea cups and decides on a classic white one (in fact, most of his tea cups are white and the designs are almost all classic). He also arranges the biscuits on a blue china plate.

After making sure that the tea is ready, he walks out to the backyard. There is a ladder propped against the side wall. Arthur stops in front of it, and then takes a few steps back until he can see a figure on the roof. He cup his hands in front of his mouth and shouts,

“Are you done?”

The figure on the roof moves. Arthur now places his hand over his eyebrow so he can see the figure more clearly. He can see that Alfred is looking down at him. The man waves his hand.

“Yeah, pretty much. The leak is not that bad.” He beams.

Arthur nods. “Hurry up and get down from there. I’ve prepared tea.”

Alfred rolls his eyes. “You know I don’t drink tea.”

“That’s ridiculous. You drank tea all the time when you were small. And I make the best tea in the world.” Arthur scowls.

He can hear a rich laugh from Alfred. “Right. But that was so long ago. I don’t drink tea now. But if you have those delicious biscuits with it, maybe I’ll have some.”

Arthur scoffs. “Of course I have biscuits with the tea. What do you take me for?”

Another laugh. “Fine, fine. I will join you in a minute.”

Arthur nods and walks back to the kitchen. He prepares another cup and adds some more biscuits because he knows Alfred’s sweet tooth will not cave for just a piece or two. It amazes him, really, how a grown up man with such big build as Alfred can turn into a small boy when eating sweets. Grown ups should give up their childish habits, in Arthur’s opinion. Moreover, he doesn’t really expect that particular trait to still remain in Alfred. He has changed so much after all. The small, cute, and dependent Alfred is no more.

He hears Alfred entering the kitchen. Alfred is wearing khaki pants and a black undershirt, and there’s a small blue towel hanging around his neck. His glasses gleam from the afternoon sunlight. He’s a lot taller now, even taller than Arthur. And big. Not really muscular, but the muscles are firm in the proper places, making his shoulders and back look delicate and smooth but strong and dependable at the same time.

Alfred walks over to the sink to wash his hands and turns his back to Arthur, and Arthur’s eyes are practically glued to the man’s back, noticing how the muscles shift under Alfred’s shirt. He remembers how it feels when he places his hands on Alfred’s back and he just can’t help but blush.

Maybe it’s jealousy, Arthur tries to reason out. But the thought is quickly thwarted by a silent curse. He doesn’t do jealousy, especially not with Alfred. He’s known this guy for a very long time. He raised the guy. So there’s really no reason to feel such a thing as jealousy. He should be proud that the very one he raised has turned out to be so awesome like this.

Alfred props himself on a chair beside Arthur and takes a biscuit. He takes a bite and his face is beaming. “Wow. This is good.”

When Arthur pushes a cup of tea in front of Alfred, he’s already finished three of the biscuits.

“You’ll get a cavity.” Arthur makes the comment while sipping his tea.

“I’m not a boy. I always remember to brush my teeth before going to bed now.”

“You’re not brushing your teeth when you get home drunk.”

“That’s an exception.” Alfred grins. “And don’t say that as if you never go home drunk.”

“This and that are different.” Arthur snorts.

“Po-ta-to, poh-te-to. Same difference.” Alfred gives him a lop-sided grin.

“Just shut up and drink your tea. It’s getting cold.”

Alfred laughs but takes his cup and sniffs at it. He frowns a little at the color, too. “What is this?”

“Earl grey milk tea.” Arthur answers without looking.

“I smell mint.”

“With mint.”

“Huh.”

Arthur turns and notices that Alfred looks dubious about the tea for a second. The man sniffs it again and blows a little. Arthur watches as Alfred takes a sip of the tea, tilting his head, and takes another sip. Arthur rolls his eyes and is about to take another biscuit when he’s pulled to sit on a chair just beside Alfred. Their shoulders bump against each other and Arthur yelps.

‘What the hell do you think you’re doing? Ow~!”

“And what the hell are you doing standing so far away like that?”

“I stood just beside you. Oh, look, you almost spilled the tea.” Arthur pouts a bit.

It’s Alfred’s turn to roll his eyes. “The tea’s fine, Arthur. Just sit here. You’ve been avoiding me all day long even though you asked me to help you with the leak on the roof.”

Arthur shifts in his seat to find a more comfortable position. He takes a biscuit and starts to munch on it. “I didn’t ask you. You happened to be here and why should I waste a good human resource?”

An eyebrow rises behind Texas. “You do know perfectly well that I can take your sentence as an offence?”

“What? You’re going to sue me?”

Alfred leans closer. “I can do that.”

Arthur blinks. Alfred looks really serious and Arthur is in panic at the moment. His eyes desperately search Alfred’s for a playful spark. It’s times like this that Arthur remembers really hating from Alfred’s growing up. Aside from how dependable Alfred is, he also can be so aloof and over powering. Sometimes he likes to abuse his power over everyone else, too. Even with him.

It’s at times like this also, that Arthur is doubtful that he’s still fond of Alfred. He shifts away from Alfred, hand knocking over his tea cup. The brownish liquid drenches the table and spills to the floor. Alfred blinks and quickly grabs Arthur’s hand.

“Let go of me.” Arthur says. His voice is shaking slightly.

“Arthur, I’m only kidding.” Alfred is smiling now. The crease on his eyebrow shows that he’s also a bit confused by Arthur’s reaction.

Arthur is already standing now. He’s still trying to free his hand from Alfred’s tight grip. “Let go. Leave me alone.”

Alfred blinks and finally something dawns on him. He tightens his grip around Arthur’s wrist and pulls him closer. “Hey, I’m sorry, okay. That was only a joke.”

When it seems that Arthur won’t listen to him, Alfred pulls him even closer and throws both of his arms around Arthur’s waist. He presses his face against Arthur’s abdomen. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it. It was only a joke. You know me.”

“I don’t.” Comes Arthur’s reply a few moment’s later.

Alfred looks up to his companion. Questions are in his eyes. The look in Arthur’s eyes startles him. He looks vulnerable, lost, confused, and sad.

“What do you mean?” Alfred asks slowly and with much gentler voice.

Arthur takes a deep breath. “I don’t know you any longer, Alfred. You’re no longer the Alfred I know and am so fond of. You’re like…a total stranger to me now.”

Alfred shakes his head. “I’m still me.”

Arthur shakes his head too. “No, you’re not.”

“Yes! Arthur!” He tightens his hold around Arthur. “I’m still me.” He stubbornly repeats himself.

“I still like your delicious biscuits.” Alfred starts again. “I still like having afternoon tea time with you like this. I like watching you get all worked up over something. You look cute that way, you know.” Alfred smiles up at Arthur.

Arthur throws his face away but his cheeks are already tinted pink.

“And I also,” Alfred tightens his hold, pulling Arthur even closer to him. He doesn’t care if he almost crushes Arthur’s bones, “still like holding you like this.” His voice has dropped lower again. Alfred has pressed his face against Arthur’s shirt again. “It feels really nice. And it’s still my favorite thing to do.”

Arthur is positive that he’s blushing like crazy right now. Despite all that, Alfred sounds honest and Arthur really can’t take lightly the shiver along his spine when Alfred holds him. It’s a different feeling from when young Alfred held him. It’s tingling and it’s like he can feel something electric in Alfred’s touch. He’s not sure if he likes the feeling or not because it’s also overwhelming. Arthur never likes to feel like he has to surrender.

He touches Alfred’s arms with his hands and then his shoulders, the broad shoulders that already take burden on his own. Alfred may not be that smart in solving his problems but Arthur thinks that he’s doing okay. His attitude irks him sometimes but when he’s like this, Arthur can’t help but think that this is the same Alfred after all. So maybe it’s best to leave Alfred alone. As long as he does nothing too stupid, Arthur will let him be. Well, perhaps he will harshly mock Alfred, too.

It’s time to let go, Arthur realizes with a slight pain in his chest. He’s tired of being confused and overwhelmed. He has to start looking at Alfred as an equal. They will get along better that way. At least he hopes that.

He blushes as he leans down to plant a soft kiss on to the top of Alfred’s head. Alfred looks up to him and smiles sweetly, stealing a kiss from him. Arthur pouts a bit, still blushing. It doesn’t do him any good because he looks so cute and Alfred just has to kiss him.

“I will sleep in your room tonight. Right?” Alfred whispers against Arthur’s lips.

“What made you think I will let you sleep in my room?”

A nip on the upper lip. “I hate the guest room.”

“It’s not a guest room. It’s your former room.” Arthur gasps.

“Whatever. Your room is bigger and it’s cozier. The bed is more comfortable too.” Alfred licks Arthur’s lower lip.

Arthur blushes at the small moan that escapes his lips. “I do not hear the implied sex invitation in your words.”

“Shut up, Arthur.”

“You’re the one who should shut up.”

Alfred looks him straight in the eye. “Shut up so I can kiss you properly.”

Arthur averts his eyes away. His cheeks and ears are deeply flushed and he curses under his breath before letting Alfred kiss him. Properly, this time.

-owari-
 
 
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The Beri: Abe - watching over youlavenderlilly on October 28th, 2008 07:02 am (UTC)
Aww~ that was cute! It didn't have Arthur hurting his leg like I expected it to, though. ^_^;; But I liked getting a little insight into his thoughts about Alfred growing up. One little thing that I think you may want to change is I think you want to say "guest" room instead of "guess." >_>

...I should totally have at least one Hetalia icon. I've been slacking!
Panda^^: shynesstonomurajiro on October 28th, 2008 07:09 am (UTC)
Thank you~!! \(^0^)/

Hahaha, yeah, like I said, I changed my mind and rewrite everything all over again^^;;

*heads desk* That is why I need a beta-reader >_>

...now that you mentioned it, yeah, I should have at least one hetalia icon but.... *stares at the nagayan icons* it's tough decision *_________*
sukiyakiya: ryoutasukiyakiya on October 28th, 2008 07:51 am (UTC)
why waste a good human resource?
gede dijadiin babu ya LOL

And the way you describe Adult Alfred make me drools^^; damn you pan *swooooooon~~~*

Thank you very much! this ficcie is good!, i like to read it, next time if i have a time...maybe i'll draw some scene from this fics^^

*huggles Panda*

Note: Jamesnya gak jadi Pan? XDXD
Panda^^: delicioustonomurajiro on October 28th, 2008 08:29 am (UTC)
wai, wai, wai, waiiiiii~~!!! *dances around the room*

I'm really glad that you like this *is very excited* Oh, believe me, I did get distracted myself imagining Adult!Alfred XDD;;

bwahahahaha, iya, buat apa ada pacarAlfred gitu loh? ^_~

siyal lo, Mes :D :D :D
(no subject) - sukiyakiya on October 28th, 2008 09:06 am (UTC) (Expand)
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sukiyakiya: hetaliasukiyakiya on October 28th, 2008 07:52 am (UTC)
oh yea about hetalia-icon, why not snag one in commu? there a lot of them :D:D
Panda^^: ohnoestonomurajiro on October 28th, 2008 08:30 am (UTC)
I know, problem is, I only have 15 slots for icons and they already full with Nagayan >_>
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hamykiahamykia on November 1st, 2008 05:49 pm (UTC)
Noooo, I could not send my first comment it was more or less sth like:
kjbncakjbakcjbjkasd
hyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
hyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
hyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
I loved it, and it sounds so proper, and it's sooo cute, soooo soooooooo cute ^^
Maybe I should pull myself together and write sth for fandom? argh, dunno
Panda^^: TxN brings peacetonomurajiro on November 10th, 2008 09:34 am (UTC)
I think you do have to write something XDD

Thanks, by the way <33 I'm glad that you like this.

and you are more than welcome to write a puppy!UK this time ^_~
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Maria: [hetalia-usa-WINNAR]lukasagitta on November 14th, 2008 04:07 am (UTC)
Mmmm, I loved your Alfred in this fic~ I also loved this fic. Thanks for sharing. <3
Panda^^tonomurajiro on November 14th, 2008 05:33 am (UTC)
Thanks for reading and commenting ♥

I am so happy that you like this fic ♥
melodrama queen: rhodeinsomniel on November 14th, 2008 05:10 am (UTC)
This is so very sweet, but I liked the surprise!sexiness at the end. The pacing and description was perfect1
Panda^^: delicioustonomurajiro on November 14th, 2008 05:34 am (UTC)
Thank you ♥ I am glad that you like this \(^0^)/ Thanks for reading ♥
that crazy jew: well don't go there america | UKfujiappletan on November 14th, 2008 06:17 am (UTC)
YES. YEEEEES.
you cannot resist america, england.
and lol i cannot help but think that england bought those biscuits off someone else if they're so good. xD
Panda^^tonomurajiro on November 14th, 2008 07:18 am (UTC)
because england is such a fail at cooking XDD Thank you for reading and commenting ♥
hello my name is: 6 sextamarisahsaaaa on November 14th, 2008 07:29 am (UTC)
AHHH. THE CUTE. IT IS OVERWHELMING. ♥♥♥♥
Panda^^tonomurajiro on November 14th, 2008 07:44 am (UTC)
XDDD

Thanks ♥ I'm happy that you love this <333
Sapphire Pyro: Hetalia: Favoritessapphire_pyro on November 14th, 2008 11:03 am (UTC)
OMG! It was very very very sweet xD I love Arthur's confused thoughts on Alfred xD
Panda^^: nfutonomurajiro on November 14th, 2008 11:07 am (UTC)
Thank you ♥ I'm glad you enjoyed this ♥
Chess: Hetalia ~ UKgingerbreadmoon on November 14th, 2008 06:43 pm (UTC)
That was really sweet! Arthur is adorably stubborn ♥ Though Earl Grey with hot milk and mint does not sound appealing >_
Panda^^: nagayan noodlestonomurajiro on November 17th, 2008 02:36 am (UTC)
Thank you. I'm glad that you like this ♥

Have you try it? It's one of my lift-me-up tool *nods*
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Panda^^: TxN brings peacetonomurajiro on November 17th, 2008 02:44 am (UTC)
Thanks! ♥ I'm really glad that you like this. I tried to write them as in character as possible. This is my first try writing Hetalia so I'm really glad that it seemed I could pull it off. Thank you again!

*squeals with you* XDD