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You were sitting down in your apartment finishing the last of your research paper for you English class when you heard a knock at your door. You got up from your sofa went answer the door. You looked through the peep hole seeing Alfred standing. You opened the door seeing your classmate and friend smiling at you happily.
“Where you been ______ nobody heard from you since last week?” Alfred said walking into your apartment. His bright blue eyes looked at all the different empty boxes of takeout you ordered during the week.
“Yeah, I was working on that paper that’s due Wednesday.” you sighed rubbing the back of your head.
“Dude its due Wednesday! I didn’t even start!” Alfred said which made you smirk.
“That’s what you get for not paying attention in class.” you giggled.
“Well, it’s not my fault I was busy planning Arthur’s birthday party.” Alfred said running his fingers through his dusty blond hair as he sat down on your sofa. You sat Indian style next to him.
“When’s his party?” you asked thinking about your cute British friend who was also Alfred’s cousin.
“It was two days ago. I called you but you never answered. I think Francis said he passed by your place too but you weren’t home.” Alfred said poking your forehead.
“Ah, crap. I was sleeping. I crashed that day.” you said softly. You felt bad for missing your friend’s birthday.
“Yeah, it’s cool though. Arthur said it was okay. He was totally lying; you know he’s so easy to read.” Alfred said slightly laughing. You faked a smile but you really felt bad for missing your friend’s birthday.
“Really, so what is he up too?” you asked while opening your laptop.
“Probably recovering from that hangover.” Alfred said starting to laugh more.
------------------------Later That Day------------------------
You walked up to Arthur’s house knocking on the door. You sighed when he didn’t answer so you took out the key he gave you. After unlocking the door you walked into the house. You looked at all the different types of liquor on the tables, floor and counters.
“Vodka, beer, rum they even had sake.” you thought while passing through the kitchen before going to living room where you heard someone grumbling.
You walked into the room seeing your blond haired friend lying across the sofa. After tapping Arthur’s shoulder you watched as he sat up looking at you with his emerald green eyes.
“______? What are you doing here?” he asked in drunken British accent. You smirked at the sound of him slurring his words.
“I came to say sorry for missing your birthday.” You said with sadness and guilt in your voice.
“It’s no big deal. We still had fun.” Arthur said as if he didn’t care that you missed his birthday party. You smirked knowing he was trying to act like it wasn’t important to him. So you decided to tease him back.
“Well I guess I don’t have to give you your gift.” you sighed while running your fingers through your hair. Arthur’s eyes looked at you curiously it was clear that he wanted to know what you got him.
“You wanna know what I got you?” you asked with a smirk on your face looking into his emerald green eyes.
“Sure.” he mumbled.
“Fine close your eyes.” you smiled happily at him. You watched as Arthur closed his eyes. You leaned forward and quickly press your lips against his. Arthur’s eyes quickly opened surprised while you were still kissing him. After kissing him you pulled away with a smile. Arthur stared at you as his face turned a bright red color.
You stood up from the sofa where you and Arthur kissed. He was still speechless when you tossed him a magic book.
“That’s your birthday gift.” you said pointing at the book before leaving the house.
“Where you been ______ nobody heard from you since last week?” Alfred said walking into your apartment. His bright blue eyes looked at all the different empty boxes of takeout you ordered during the week.
“Yeah, I was working on that paper that’s due Wednesday.” you sighed rubbing the back of your head.
“Dude its due Wednesday! I didn’t even start!” Alfred said which made you smirk.
“That’s what you get for not paying attention in class.” you giggled.
“Well, it’s not my fault I was busy planning Arthur’s birthday party.” Alfred said running his fingers through his dusty blond hair as he sat down on your sofa. You sat Indian style next to him.
“When’s his party?” you asked thinking about your cute British friend who was also Alfred’s cousin.
“It was two days ago. I called you but you never answered. I think Francis said he passed by your place too but you weren’t home.” Alfred said poking your forehead.
“Ah, crap. I was sleeping. I crashed that day.” you said softly. You felt bad for missing your friend’s birthday.
“Yeah, it’s cool though. Arthur said it was okay. He was totally lying; you know he’s so easy to read.” Alfred said slightly laughing. You faked a smile but you really felt bad for missing your friend’s birthday.
“Really, so what is he up too?” you asked while opening your laptop.
“Probably recovering from that hangover.” Alfred said starting to laugh more.
------------------------Later That Day------------------------
You walked up to Arthur’s house knocking on the door. You sighed when he didn’t answer so you took out the key he gave you. After unlocking the door you walked into the house. You looked at all the different types of liquor on the tables, floor and counters.
“Vodka, beer, rum they even had sake.” you thought while passing through the kitchen before going to living room where you heard someone grumbling.
You walked into the room seeing your blond haired friend lying across the sofa. After tapping Arthur’s shoulder you watched as he sat up looking at you with his emerald green eyes.
“______? What are you doing here?” he asked in drunken British accent. You smirked at the sound of him slurring his words.
“I came to say sorry for missing your birthday.” You said with sadness and guilt in your voice.
“It’s no big deal. We still had fun.” Arthur said as if he didn’t care that you missed his birthday party. You smirked knowing he was trying to act like it wasn’t important to him. So you decided to tease him back.
“Well I guess I don’t have to give you your gift.” you sighed while running your fingers through your hair. Arthur’s eyes looked at you curiously it was clear that he wanted to know what you got him.
“You wanna know what I got you?” you asked with a smirk on your face looking into his emerald green eyes.
“Sure.” he mumbled.
“Fine close your eyes.” you smiled happily at him. You watched as Arthur closed his eyes. You leaned forward and quickly press your lips against his. Arthur’s eyes quickly opened surprised while you were still kissing him. After kissing him you pulled away with a smile. Arthur stared at you as his face turned a bright red color.
You stood up from the sofa where you and Arthur kissed. He was still speechless when you tossed him a magic book.
“That’s your birthday gift.” you said pointing at the book before leaving the house.
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This is just a quick late birthday gift to England. Everything about the essay really happened to me. This is really the reason why I was so late in writing this. Hope you like this short piece.
Also I don't own Hetalia or its characters they belong to Hidekaz Himaruya
England: Arthur
America: Alfred
France: Francis
Also I don't own Hetalia or its characters they belong to Hidekaz Himaruya
England: Arthur
America: Alfred
France: Francis
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