Punk!America X Model!Reader: Professionals 8

Now, you two finally made up with each other. You were seriously curious why Alfred would make a bet like that! And on the top of that, he just said love! L-O-V-E for goddamn's sake! But you couldn't imagine that Alfred's falling for you. NEVER. You both went to the airport and Alfred had someone he knew bring back his car to Washington. The next destination was... London. Again, Alfred knew something there. At first you asked him who and in one snap, you remembered that person. Yes, it's Arthur Kirkland, the British Gentleman of the United Kingdom. You met him five months ago at the office, he was really nice, a real gentleman alive, any girl will fall to his smile just for a second. For short, a ladykiller. Alfred had taken the flight to U.K and he also had someone he knew for a long drove his car back to Washington. He had reserved the first class plane, because the other planes were really crowded. How much more if one of you which was totally popular went in one of those planes? It would be super crowd won't it?

The skies up there were really dark, so was the thick gray clouds, ready to pour the rain though it'll rain soon. You can barely see flashes of lightning from far but that was enough clue it'll rain.

"How did you know we'll going to London next?" you questioned Alfred, slightly slouching.

"I just have a sharp ear, babe." was only his answer. It didn't made sense but he might meant someone called him or messaged him over the phone. Model offerings do really come to the both of you these days, maybe there were lacking of "devilishly" hot models?

"__!" Alfred called you suddenly.

"Yes?"

"Let's have a date again!"

"... hey 'ey... Do you even know what you're saying? You still hadn't won the bet right? There's no way I'll―"

"Leave that f*king bet aside."

"So it's no use anymore?"

"Nah," he sighed, "I know I'll win so why not?"

'Let's see about that, I can predict the future that you'll crying on your knees, cheeky punk.'
You couldn't wait to see him like that, you felt yourself giggling these moments.

The plane set off after 10 minutes, it'll take one night to get to London. It was your first time going there so you were  not familiar at that city. That means, you MUST stay with Alfred unless you don't want to get lost like a stray cat. That city was completely different from your hometown. Not so much roads were built but it can really make you lost.

"Where we'll go at this 'date'?" you asked him again.

"I'll tell you later, still thinking 'bout where."

"Think first before asking someone on a date..."

You were getting bored, you looked at your left side and saw Alfred listening to music with headphones. You envied him, there's something he can spend his times.

'Oh well just-' Then suddenly, Alfred took off his headphones and placed it on you. It surprised you, it was like he can read every thoughts you have though you found it sweet. You could tell Alfred was blushing a bit when he put his headphone on your head.

"You want to sleep?" Alfred said.
You nodded once. Alfred made your head rest on his shoulder.
Now that is SWEET. If the Paparazzi found out this, it'll be the top articles on the Internet and some of your fans will be happy while the haters are not, of course.
Alfred though you'll ask him why did he done that, he was ready to answer you 'BECAUSE JUST MAKING YOU WATCH SLEEP CAN KILL ME SOME TIME'