America x Reader: Late Night Mission
That's the only sound coming from the living room where you and Alfred were currently playing Guitar Hero 3. At 2:30 in the morning.
"Dude this sucks!" Alfred suddenly exclaimed as you both finished another level in the game. "How can we play Guitar Hero 3 when the volume is off!? It doesn't make sense!"
You looked over at him with a glare and shushed him. "It was your idea to play at this time!"
"I know that, but I did it so we could yell and wake up Arthur!" Alfred retorted.
You rolled your eyes, but let out a chuckle. 'Alfred, always there to bug Arthur.' You thought.
It would've been louder if the fake drums were brought out, but Matthew decided to be sneaky and hide them before you and Alfred had a chance to start the game. This led to you two just using the guitar and bass.
"If this is such a bad idea, why'd you agree to play with me?" Alfred asked you quietly.
You looked over at him. The T.V screen in front of you two was the only light source in the living room and it lit half of Alfred's face. His glasses were shown almost white and he wore a smirk on his face.
"Pfft, I am only playing because Guitar Hero 3 is my favorite game, duh" you quickly said.
Alfred looked a little hurt by that response, but you brushed it off. After all it was Alfred; he always gets upset by the smallest things, even if he's 19 years old.
"Alright!" you started "What song should we do now?"
Alfred focused back on the T.V and scrolled through the song list with the guitar "How about Fury of the Storm?"
"Sure" you agreed getting your guitar ready. Alfred although seemed to be thinking of something else to say
"But…We play with the volume ON!" He finally added smiling at you widely.
You gaped at him while dropping your guitar "Are you crazy Alfred!? That song is already loud enough even with the slightest sound to it!"
"So?" was his only response while he shrugged.
You face palmed. "So? What do you mean SO!? Alfred, If we do this Arthur will wake up and see us playing Guitar Hero. And it doesn't help that this is HIS GAME!" you whispered
Alfred looked at you with a blank stare for a while, which made you a bit uncomfortable. Suddenly he let out his signature laugh. Your eyes widened why? Because his signature laugh was LOUD!
"Alfred!" you hissed at him "Be quiet PLEASE!" you were practically begging him to stay silent.
It wasn't that you hated his laugh or anything; it was because of Arthur and what he told you before you were allowed to sleepover at his home...And what you promised him.
"(y/n), you do know that I don't like it when you come over for a sleepover, right?" Arthur sighed, slightly angry.
You looked up at him with a pleading face "Please Arthur! I promise this time we won't go to sleep late!"
Arthur frowned "You said that the last time and I found you and Alfred in the kitchen making sandwiches at 3 in the morning!"
"I know, I know I messed up…But this time I am really promising you! Please Arthur! "You exclaimed
"And If I catch you two up late again?" He grumbled as he crossed his arms.
You looked down and blinked your eyes quickly trying to come up with something.
"I won't sleepover again for a whole month!" you blurted out.
Arthur stood there at his front door entrance thinking for a while, and then his lips made a slight smile.
"Alright, I'll let you sleepover."
Alfred had no idea about this promise.
"(Y/n) you're such a goody two shoes!" Alfred now lay on the couch laughing and barley breathing. His blue eyes were closed tightly, but that didn't stop the tears from coming out.
You started to panic. Without thinking you grabbed a pillow and jumped on Alfred and covered his face with the pillow. He was laughing, but it was still loud. You then pushed the pillow on his face forcefully. His laugh then became quieter and quieter until you couldn't hear anything. You were too panicked to realize you were nearly chocking him.
"Mmffffhhh!" Alfred was now frantically waving his arms.
"Please don't wake up Arthur!" You bite your lip unaware of what Alfred was doing.
Suddenly two arms grabbed you by the sides and started to tickle you. You let out a yelp and fell off of Alfred and the couch, which caused a big bam.
"Dude! You could've killed me!" Alfred panted trying to catch his breath "do you hate me that much!?"
You sat up and rubbed you head "NO! I could never hate you Alfred! I-I-I…I could never hate you" You whispered.
"Then why'd you try to kill me!?" He exclaimed as he sat up on the couch.
"I wasn't! You were just laughing so loud!" You retorted "If I hadn't done that we'd both be killed by Arthur for multiple things!"
Silence was the only sound standing in the living room now. Then Alfred let out a sigh.
"Alright, Alright I'll be quiet just for you so you won't be so jumpy" he assured you
"Thanks Alfie" you smiled getting up to go get your guitar. You never noticed that Alfred blushed when you called him 'Alfie'.
-25 MINUTES LATER-
"Whoa… Dude it's almost 3" Alfred said pausing the game and looking over at you.
You looked at the clock and then back at Alfred "So? Oui Don't tell me you're tired?"
Alfred let out a chuckle "Of course not dude! I love staying up late with you!"
You blushed. Thankfully in this dim light Alfred couldn't see the blush. You thought he was lying when he said he wasn't tired, but taking a closer look at his face you could tell he was telling the truth. His baby blue eyes were still bright with excitement. Just like a kid when they walk into a candy shop.
The game started again and this time you two were up against each other which made you fiercely competitive. You slammed the guitar buttons whenever the color came up and you sometimes yelled when you won one a round, which caused you to quickly cover your mouth. Whenever you lost you'd glare over at Alfred; who had a sheepish smile. This made you punch his shoulder playfully, well sometimes.
"Okay, that's about 5 times I've-"Alfred was cut off by you shushing him.
"What is it (y/n)? Did you-" you slapped his shoulder.
"Quiet! I think I heard a door open…!" you gasped as you looked over into the hallway.
Alfred looked over at the hallway and squinted his eyes. "I think it's just Matthew"
You two stood there silently with pricked ears to figure out if someone had come out or not. There was the sound of footsteps and someone coughing. Suddenly you two heard a door click open and an angry british voice complaining about their uncomfortable bed.
"HOLY ROMAN EMPIRE IT'S ARTHUR!" You whispered to Alfred with eyes wide open.
"HO SHIT! DUDE TURN THE TV OFF!" Alfred whispered back to you with big blue eyes.
Quickly you two scattered. Alfred went to go hide the Guitar Hero stuff and you turned the T.V off; which made the room completely dark.
"Quick! Grab a pillow and just fall somewhere and pretend you're sleeping!" You ordered Alfred.
You and Alfred both grabbed a pillow from the couches and fell on the floor and pretended to sleep. You could barely make out Alfred "sleeping" on the rug. He sprawled himself out and started making fake snores. You on the other hand were smart and choose to "sleep" on the couch. You couldn't help but silently laugh at what you and Alfred were doing.
Silence filled the room once again, but this time the sound of the footsteps got closer and closer to the living room. Then the steps paused and your heart started to beat faster. 'What if Arthur saw us go crazy and turn off the T.V and hide his games?' you thought.
A small chuckle was heard. Slowly you lifted your head slightly and opened one eye. You barley saw the outline of Arthur at the living room entrance with his arms crossed across his chest. Looking closely you saw a smile across his face.
"Bloody twits actually fell asleep early tonight…" you heard him whisper to himself.
'Yes! We didn't get caught!' You mentally cheered.
Arthur was about to turn around and leave to use to restroom until someone decided to cut the cheese at this time. Arthur whipped his head around and looked at Alfred with fierce eyes.
"What the bloody hell was that!?" his voice clearly in rage and his face was replaced with a disgusted look.
You had to hold in your laugh. You could not blow your cover now.
Neither you nor Alfred made a squeak, so Arthur just left the room clearly disgusted by what Alfred just did. You both waited for the bedroom door to be shut. Finally the cost was clear.
"Oh my gosh, Alfred I can't believe you farted!" You burst up laughing.
Alfred sat up from his spot and let out a laugh "I had to do it! Arthur was there and it was perfect!"
"You should've seen his face!" you gasped through laughs.
You two sat there laughing for a while longer until Alfred looked over at your figure.
"You still wanna play?" he asked while yawning.
You giggled "I am pretty tired…We could play tomorrow in the morning before I have to leave?"
"Okay, but not Guitar Hero. Arthur would kill us" he responded.
"We could always beg him. I am sure he'd let us borrow it if you pull off that cute puppy face!" you giggled.
There was a silence…awkward silence. That's when it hit you.
Alfred laughed nervously "you think my puppy face is cu-"
"GOODNIGHT ALFRED!" You said quickly before covering yourself with your blanket.