Punk!America X Model!Reader: Professionals 10

"You two are so noisy!!! Shut the fuck up!!!" you kicked the door open, glaring at them deadly with your weary eyes.

"_-__..." Arthur look so dumbfounded. Thus, you came back to your senses and finally knew what you were saying in front of the person you were not always with.

"Eh...?" you blinked two times, "I'M SO SORRY!" now the normal you was present again.

'Even we're friends for 2 years... I never saw her like that...' even Alfred was surprised after seeing you acting like a wicked witch.

"I'm really sorry, Arthur" you used the "true-blue Japanese bow" that Kiku taught you in case you get in a trouble.

"It's okay, It's okay." Arthur grinned at you.

'Geez, what is this? Getting friendly all of a sudden to __...?' Alfred thought, somewhat irritated. He always get "jealous" when there's someone being friendly to you, he started to think it was like brother complex.

"Excuse me but," Alfred butted in, suddenly popping out between you and Arthur, "We still have work to do. So if you would excuse-"

"We even prepared breakfast, won't you care to eat?" Arthur said,

"No thanks eye-" and again, Arthur cut in.

"I want to talk to you, love." Of course, he was talking to you, NOT to Alfred. Arthur's voice tone making it sound that Alfred should just to work by himself. Arthur had no interest to him but you.

"Now now, let's eat~" Arthur pushed  you from the back and all the way to the dining room yet Alfred tagged along since you were holding his hand and a moment after that Arthur coincidentally noticed you were holding Alfred's hand, it led him to wonder if they was something going on you two.

"Say __, are you busy today?" The Brit asked you.

"No, why?"
Arthur didn't asked you instead he brought out a white strip of paper from his pocket.

"Here." he said.

'What's this?' you wondered, seriously scanning the paper.

"Will you come?" It was a ticket for a night concert and it was HIS.

"You're also a... vocalist?"

"Yea'"

"Oh..."

Then, "His voice sucks..." Alfred said.

"What?!"

It was a JOKE. If Arthur's voice was reallly that bad then why bother to add his songs to his playlist?

"I think I can come, it's 11:00 PM right?"

"I'll be waiting."

You had been wondering what kind of voice he posses. He doesn't seem like he would sing classical music and it would be boring as hell or... he would sing rock? or pop?
After eating, you and Alfred went out for work then Arthur would follow you in an hour. You suddenly wanted to skip work because of this concert, you don't know why you were so excited about it.

"__! __!" Alfred shouted for the 3RD time

"??"

"Don't give me that face! You've been spacing out you know? You're like a girl INLOVE?"

"Hey, how do you define Arthur's voice?" you said.

"Huh? Why ask me?"

"Because when I opened your iPhone, his songs are in a separated category."

"Don't just open someone's personal things!!! I put a password there right?!"

"It's easy~ It's the month and the day where we met right~?"

Alfred blushed, all red.