You were so excited about today. Your summer had unfortunately been rather uneventful, but today you were going to the beach with a ton of your friends…and most importantly….Alfred.
You had been friends with Alfred for some time now and though you weren't even sure how it happened, you had managed to fall for him. His charming eyes, adorable smile and laugh, cheerful and carefree nature, and….well everything! Everything about Alfred F. Jones was what you had been looking for in a guy your entire life.
Grabbing the last of your things and throwing them into your bag, you took off for the beach.
Getting out of your car and heading for the dunes, you were honestly a bit worried. You hadn't picked out an exact meeting spot with all your friends so you were hoping you could find them.
"____________!" a familiar voice called.
Your whole body lit up…that was the voice that warmed you inside and out.
"Hey Alfred!" you called back, turning around just in time to be yanked into the said man's arms.
"Man! I'm so glad you're here!" he said, pulling you even closer.
You hugged him back but you had to use all of your strength to keep from blushing.
"Yeah, me too. So who else came along?" you asked, tilting your head to the side.
"Like freaking everyone! Come on!" he shouted, taking your hand and pulling you along.
You felt your whole face heat up…Alfred holding your hand…
"Man! I can't wait to dive in!" America said, taking his hand away from yours to pull his t-shirt over his head to fling it off to the side.
You were originally disappointed that Alfred had let your hand go…but your disappointment evaporated when you were faced with a shirtless Alfred…nothing but his swim trunks.
You felt your whole body burning up and it wasn't the summer sun…
"Uh, you ok ______?" America asked.
"Y-yes! Why?" you said quickly.
"Um, well you were kinda staring at me and so I was just wondering if you were ok." America said, blinking a few times.
You felt inwardly embarrassed. Thank goodness America was so oblivious otherwise you would have just given yourself away…
"Well hurry up and take your clothes off _______!" America laughed.
"What?!" you cried, being shaken from your thoughts with a blush.
"Um…you're gonna go swimming with me right?" the blonde asked.
Oh god…now you really felt embarrassed….you and your perverted mind.
"Yeah of course!" you laughed, taking off your outer clothing to reveal the swimsuit you were wearing underneath.
"You look great _______!" America said, giving you a thumbs up.
You blushed furiously. "I don't look that great." You said before walking off to the water.
As you were walking away, you couldn't see America's longing gaze set on you.
'I meant it ______.....I love you' he thought to himself before going after you.
As you and Alfred swam around and splashed each other with laughter, several of your friends watched…
"Aaaaah amour…" France sighed, watching you and Alfred.
"Kessessesse! It's not much for love if they don't do anything right? Ha! Let's get them together!" Prussia laughed.
After a while of swimming, you and Alfred went up to the snack bar where he practically purchased the entire stand, which pissed off the owner and only made you laugh.
"Hungry at all Alfred?" you asked with a laugh as he tried to shove three things in his mouth at once.
He quickly swallowed what was in his mouth and handed an ice cream to you.
You smiled and were about to take it when you realized that your stuff was now dangerously close to the water.
"Ah! The tide! I'll be right back!" you said hurriedly, rushing off to grab your stuff.
You sighed in relief when you realized nothing got swept away.
"Looks like you saved it _________!" America laughed, waving at you to come back.
You laughed. He was so sweet and funny….so handsome…you loved him so much. You were always happy when you were with Alfred.
You smiled at him and began to run back to him…but that's when your happy moment ended.
As you were running, Prussia came up behind you and "accidentally" caught the string keeping your bikini up.
When you finally realized what was happening, it was too late…
There you were….no more than five feet from Alfred, with nothing covering your breasts…
For a while nothing happened….until Prussia burst into hysterical laughter along with tons of others on the beach.
"Oops! __________ lost her top! Well how about this set America?! Think you could go for these?!" Prussia laughed.
You couldn't help it. You immediately looked away from everyone with tears in your eyes, as you scooped up your bikini top and ran away as fast as you could.
"_____________!" America called.
You didn't listen. You just kept running and running and running….this was the worst! This was beyond embarrassing! You weren't the type to cry your eyes out all the time but this was just….it was just too much.
You finally stopped running when you could no longer hear the laughter of beach goers. You looked around a saw that you had happened upon a small section of the beach with lots of rocks.
You rubbed some of the tears from your eyes, sat down, and rested your back up against a rock…
Looking around you could still feel the hurt. 'At least these rocks will hide me from everyone…they won't see me here…' you thought.
Sniffing, you moved to put your top back on but ended up crying out in frustration when you realized the entire tie in the back had been ripped off.
You angrily chucked the ruined article aside and held your legs up to your chest and began to cry softly into your knees.
'I must have looked so stupid….Alfred is never going to go out with me now! N-not that he was ever going to…h-he doesn't even like me like that…why would he?'
"__________?!" a voice called suddenly.
You stiffened when you recognized who it was.
"_________?! Are you here?! If you are, please say something!" America called.
You bit your lip; you could hear him running around trying to find you as you remained hidden.
Finally you took a deep breath and wiped away the rest of your tears.
"I'm here…." You said, hoping that your pitiful reply could actually be heard.
"__________!" America shouted, rushing to your side.
Much to your alarm, before you could even react, America pulled you into his arms tightly.
"Don't ever run off like that again! I couldn't find you anywhere!" America said, pulling you back to look at him.
When he did you made a tiny sound of embarrassment….your chest was still uncovered.
"O-oh sorry!" America said hurriedly, closing his eyes. "Here…" he said, offering you his t-shirt from before.
You blushed….he had been worried about you. He was looking all over for you…and now you got to where his t-shirt.
Pulling it over your head, you tapped his shoulder to let him know it was ok to look.
He smiled at you. "It looks good on you ________."
You managed to smile back just a bit.
"__________....I'm sorry Prussia did that to you. Are you ok?" America asked, rubbing your arm.
You nodded. "Yeah…I guess I'm sorry though…"
America looked confused. "About what?"
"You had to see me like that…I must have looked like an idiot." You said, glancing off to the side.
Much to your surprise, America pulled you into his arms tightly.
"A-Alfred…" you breathed against his chest with a blush rising to your cheeks.
"You could never look like an idiot to me ________. I just….well I felt bad back there. You shouldn't have had to run away. I wanted to help you…and be your hero." America said.
You giggled and pulled back. "You're always the hero aren't you?"
He smiled at you…a different smile…it wasn't goofy…was it loving?
"I like it better when you're smiling like this ________." America said cupping your cheek.
"A-Alfred…wh-what are you doing?" you barely managed to say.
He didn't answer, but simply leaned closer to you. "And as for how you looked back there…I thought you were beautiful. If you don't mind me saying that is." America said laughing near the end of his sentence.
You laughed along with him but looked him in the eyes. "I don't mind you saying. I'm just glad you're not France."
You gulped when you realized that America was still shirtless. The moisture on his chest glowed in a sexy fashion as the sun began to set…
"U-um. We should probably get back now." You said, standing up.
"__-_______!" America said suddenly, taking your wrist.
You looked back at him with confusion, especially when a blush rose to his cheeks.
"U-um…do you think I look good too?" he asked.
You blushed furiously at his question. "Hey. What kind of question is that to ask me?" you said.
"Well, I was just wondering I guess." America said rubbing the back of his neck with another one of his goofy grins.
"W-well, if you really want to know…I think you look…um…attractive." You said, glancing off to the side.
"What?!" you cried in embarrassment.
"Sorry, I was just thinking about something." He said, continuing to laugh.
"Like what?" you asked crossing your arms.
"Like how it would be funny if I pulled my trunks down to make it even between us! I saw you already!" he laughed.
"A-Alfred F. Jones! That's not the same thing!" you cried.
"Sure it is!" he laughed, standing up and hooking his thumbs into the waistband of his trunks.
"Alfred! I…I don't want to see you naked!" you cried, stepping back.
"It's just for fun!" he said.
"You don't flash your….um…stuff for fun!" you said, blushing even more.
"Haha, I'm totally gonna do it anyway." He said, winking.
"You wouldn't…you…you couldn't!" you said.
"A hero can do anything! Check THIS out!" he said, pulling his trunks down right in front of you.
You didn't have time to shield your eyes as you didn't think he would actually do it…well you weren't sure if you really wanted to shield them…
"ALFRED!" you cried, snapping your eyes shut.
You could hear him laughing hysterically, as if showing you his junk was completely normal.
"Why did you do that?! I'm going home!" you shouted, spinning around.
"W-wait ______!" he cried.
"No! Forget it! I'm going to—"
You cried out in surprise when you felt America lift you up into his arms.
"Alfred! Put me down!" you shouted.
"No!....I mean…not until I…" he said slowly.
You blinked at him. "Until you….."
He set you down and looked at you with a smile.
"If you're going to flash me again then forget it." You grumbled.
"It's not about that." He said.
"Then what's it about?" you asked.
He smiled at you and quickly drew a popsicle stick from his pocket and knelt down onto the sand. You watched as he began to draw something. You couldn't really see what it was from the angle you were at, but you waited patiently. When he finally moved out of the way, you gasped.
It was so cheesy…but it was so sweet it made you want to cry. Inside a giant heart was a goofy sketch just barely depicting you and Alfred together….
"That's sweet of you Al…but why did you draw that?" you asked.
"Because I'm…I'm in love with you _______!" he said finally.
Your eyes widened in shock and you stumbled backward a bit. You couldn't move or speak at all.
Alfred looked pained at your reaction but still managed to summon his courage to continue. "I love you so much because you're so pretty and nice and you don't treat me like I'm stupid and your funny and you like to eat with me and you don't say I'm gonna be fat and you're just freaking perfect! And I just don't care if you hate me even! I don't care if you never ever like me because I love you and I just can't help it! I'd totally give up ice cream and burgers and my favorite pair of jeans for you _______! And I so totally think you're way more kickass than any super hero girl! You're like so freaking awesome and I can't even—"
"That's enough Al." you said, cutting him off.
He froze…that was it…you didn't love him.
"________....?" he said, trying to see exactly what you were thinking.
"You're a total idiot Al. I don't like you at all." you said looking at him with a smirk.
He tried to laugh even though his heart was ripping in half. "Th-that's ok. I knew it…I mean it's not like I thought you were going to feel the same way."
You continued to smirk as you walked up and punched his arm.
"I don't like you Alfred. I love you. I'm IN LOVE with you." You finally said, allowing your eyes to grow moist near the end of his sentence.
That was it. Alfred couldn't hold it back anymore. Without a second thought, he threw his strong arms around you and mashed his lips up against yours. You didn't have to think either as you eagerly returned his kiss.
Alfred was a much better kisser than you had expected. Not that you had anything to compare it to…Alfred was your first kiss…
You made a small sound of surprise when Alfred ran his tongue across your lower lip. Despite your shock, you eagerly gave him access and immediately went to war with his tongue. Your tongues went from rough warfare, to childish play, and romantic dance…it was so amazing…and before you even knew it, you were being lowered to the ground.
You didn't even realize how intimate you had gotten until you felt sad brush against you back. You pulled back a bit to look into his eyes.
"Want me to pull down my trunks again?" America teased.
You laughed and kissed his lips quickly. "Not here, Al." you said, rolling your (color) eyes.
He began to laugh as he scooped you up.
"What do you think you're doing?!" you cried in embarrassment.
"You said not HERE. You didn't say not at all…" he said sounding husky, sending pleasurable shivers down your spine.
"You're ridiculous." You said, kissing his shoulder.
"But you love me anyway don't you _______?" America teased with a wink.
You finally allowed yourself to relax in his arms as you snuggled up to him.
"More than you know Alfred…more than you'll ever know…"