Punk!America X Model!Reader: Professionals 13

Later while talking over some stuff, you reached the place where the concert would be held but...

"I'm sure this is the place..." you mumbled, bringing out the VIP ticket from your purse. This was the street, you were one hundred percent sure of it. It was written clearly on the ticket. You saw a construction site... not a concert stage.

"Is Arthur mocking me?!??" you grabbed Alfred's cellphone in his pocket and dialed Arthur's number. Arthur wasn't answering. It could be out of range or... He purposely turned off his cellphone.

'Oh...she's irritated now~ Should i say... way to go eyebrows?' you could tell Alfred was having his moments because this way he won’t listen to Arthur's singing. You proceeded walking, a little bit down. Actually, it was your first time coming to a concert but the invitation was just a joke. Moving on, you could barely see the road, you were afraid that there was someone hiding somewhere in the dark and would try to snatch you.

"Al... Let's go home faster... Shall we?" you asked, yet no one answered. You looked at your back, searching for the suddenly disappeared Alfred F. Jones. Since you couldn't see clearly through the dark you became uncomfortable because there was only you. You wanted to run but your feet kept walking.

"Al... This is not funny... Come on out...!" and again, no response. You continued walking on the almost-endless-darkness and then suddenly, a hand yanked you. You squeaked "Ah!" and covered your eyes.

"Hey, it's me."
IT WAS ALFRED.

"Al..." your eyes were teary. "You..."

"Haha, don't cry."

"Oh... DONT 'HAHA' ME, YOU SHAMELESS BASTARD!!!"

"Sh-shameless?!"

"How dare you to scare a woman!!!"

'You don't seem like the women you're saying, that "women" doesn't say 'bastard' you know...?'

"Okay, I'm sorry."

"You should be...!"

"I just wanted you to see that."

His eyes moved, telling you to look at the beautiful place there. A river that sparked, stars reflecting on it.

"How's it? Immaturely-Lovely-Obediently-Virtuously-Elegant-Youthful-Omnipotent-Utmost Ms. (Full name)?" Those adjectives perfectly fit to you, he really does knew you as well.

"Abbreviate it..."

"I LOVE YOU, Ms. (Full name)"

"?!"
You hoped you heard it right, you heard that he confessed just now. Unfortunately you became sleepy, your visions became blurry and fell. Good thing Alfred was beside you, close enough to catch you.

"Don't just sleep when someone had a hard time finding a place where he'll take you." Alfred smiled, a little bit happy inside. Like the first time you arrived at England, he carried you on his back, it was a "Lovers atmosphere."

Alfred had the ability to walk for kilometers even though he hates walking. Arthur's home was perhaps two kilometers away from the street where Alfred was walking.

He hated walking.
He planned to spend the night at the hotel near.
He checked in.

'I forgot my bag in the car so don't you just yell at me in the morning that we are sleeping together, got that?'

Alfred had no intention of doing something horrible to you. He was in his normal state, he had a clean intention for you. He respects you AT TIMES also.