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[the-american-hero]

//swats his hand away// I'm not desperate. If I can recall, you were the one who approached me first. But now since your annoying face is here-- No. I'm going to stop right there. 

Uh-huh, sure Alfred, sure~! 

-pokes stomach- But now you’re talking to me huh. You are desperate… Not surprised again though, you always seek for attention, even from the people you don’t like -shrugs- 

[the-american-hero]

It's not--! Ugh, I just didn't want to talk to anyone, dumbass. 

aw, has little Alfred become a loner now? To tell you the truth, I’m not surprise at all, I knew one day you would see just how annoying you truly are!!

[the-american-hero]

Al--!

I just haven't gone out in a while, alright? I've been avoiding everyone, that's all.

no woman rejecting you is the best joke I’ve heard in a while Jones!  Well I would not be surprise if I were you, after all they were bound to get bore of you sooner or later. 

[the-american-hero]

Excuse you, but no woman would ever reject me. But to answer your question, no. I didn't even ask anyone out. I haven't talked to anyone lately.

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[the-american-hero]

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"I know," he said softly into the phone. And he understood completely. Being half a nation technically means that you're sort of half a human, too. That people wouldn't even think twice about you because you're not that important. It hurt Alfred that the other was being treated that way, which made him want to express his love some more.

"I remember," he sighed. "But come on. It's not like we're never gonna see each other again if say good-bye one more time." He pursed his lips and scratched his chest.

He smiled at little at that, hoping that he would end up convincing him in the end. "Come on. Please? Just take a break for a couple of days with us and we can spend time like the old days."

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[the-american-hero]

Alfred could feel the other's smile through the phone, his heart beating quicker than it should this late at night. He looked at his alarm clock that was on the nightstand-- two a.m. He couldn't care how late it was at the moment. As long as he kept speaking to Al, then time was frozen to him.

He was afraid that he was hurting Al himself, thinking that maybe because he didn't want to let the other go, then the other couldn't be happy. And all he wanted was for him to be happy. The blonde didn't know what to do, but breaking off their relationship was definitely the last thing he wanted.

"But...?"

He let out a loud sigh, his eyes shut closed with fear. "No. No 'buts', Al. You come home right now. I don't care whether you have to leave a minute after, but I need to see you for one second. Please. Don't be scared that we have to say good-bye again; we always have to do that anyways. It's what us Nations were trained for. But I need to say hello to you again face-to-face."

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[the-american-hero]

cami, you know that song from marianas trench "ever after"? that's so darkfred and alfred :I

noo i do not know it but ima listen to it right now

[the-american-hero]

Alfred twisted his head a little to look at the pictures on his wall again, a small smile perching on his lips. He loved hearing the sound of his fiancee's voice again, but he hated that it had to be over the phone. He wanted to hear it loud and clear in front of him, calling him and idiot and telling him how much he loved him.

"You never believe anything I say," he chuckled weakly into the phone. He sank down into his bed and let the pillow cocoon his head, turning his body so that he was laying on his side.

His smile widened when the other told him that he could never ignore and that he loved him. He felt like a school boy in love all over again, just like he did the first time they fell in love. "I know. I know you do."

He bit down on his lip while he let the other think it through. "You should take the first flight over here tomorrow morning. Please." 

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[the-american-hero]

Alfred got up from the floor and slowly walked back to his room in silence, his ear feeling hot against the phone. He switched the phone to his other ear as he laid on his bed, putting a hand on his heart. It was beating rapidly-- he actually wasn't expecting that. He didn't feel as calm as he sounded.

"You're not a coward," he whispered into the phone. He was so afraid to speak up and clearly. He wanted to pretend that he was still next to the other, sharing secrets into each other's ears and whispering sweet nothings again just like they did before. "You are never a coward."

He licked his lips and listened to him, nodding to himself. "I'm glad you checked the messages, though. I didn't want you to think that I forgot about you. I wanted you to know that no matter where the hell you are, I still love you."

The blonde stayed silent for a moment, the only sound being their breathing. He closed his eyes and leaned his head against the backboard of the bed, not even tired.

"You should come home." 

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[the-american-hero]

we've been destroying them since they first met, rosa

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YOU BROKE ME ROSA YOU BROKE ME AND ALFRED

GOOD NOW YOU’RE AS BROKEN AND DARKFRED AND ME

[the-american-hero]

my life is my muses and now since you've destroyed one of them i have only have my life

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YOU BROKE ME ROSA YOU BROKE ME AND ALFRED

GOOD NOW YOU’RE AS BROKEN AND DARKFRED AND ME

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now i have nothing to do with my life

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YOU BROKE ME ROSA YOU BROKE ME AND ALFRED

GOOD NOW YOU’RE AS BROKEN AND DARKFRED AND ME

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Alfred stared at his knees as he waited for the other to speak again. He felt a little chilly, so he got up from the floor and walked towards his room, flickering his eyes at the pictures on the wall occasionally until he reached his destination. He walked inside and silently flopped on to the bed, crawling under the covers and pulling the blanket over his head as if he were hiding a secret.

The answer that Al had given him sort of made the pain in chest grow, but he couldn't blame him. It was true, wasn't it? Him coming home meant that he would leave sooner than he had come, and they would be farther apart then ever. But he was willing to risk that. As long as he could feel and touch the other again. 

"The only reason I'm sad is because you never pick up the phone or e-mail me back. I want to hear from you, but all you do is ignore me, and that hurt." He pouted to himself. "I want you to come back home. I don't care if you have to leave the next day; I want to see you."

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The silence was extremely content, and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't enjoying it. Just knowing that the other was on the other side of the line was more important than talking. All he wanted to do was hear him breathe as if he was right next to him just like the old days. Too bad that the phone was the only thing that could keep them together; the only warmth they could receive.

Alfred smiled at what he had told him. Al didn't usually compliment him much, for reasons he knew, but when he did, it made the young American's heart sing. But the smile he had on his face at the moment was a sad smile. It didn't reach his eyes and felt forced. 

It all just hurt.

"I know you do." He could clearly hear the word 'idiot' slipping out of the other's mouth and through his words, even though he didn't say it. As Alfred always said, he was his idiot, no matter what. "But you had - still have - a choice not to feel like this anymore."

He licked his lips and thought for a moment. He closed his eyes and sucked his a breath before whispering out, "Come home," for what seemed like the hundredth time that day.

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[the-american-hero]

Alfred listened to the silence on the other end, his heart beating so fast that it could burst out of his chest at any given moment. He wasn't expecting his call-- at least not this late at night, or even ever. He didn't know what to feel; happy, frustrated, ecstatic. He just wanted to feel something!

He leaned against the wall behind him as the other spoke, raising his hand to scratch the back of his neck. He suddenly felt nervous, licking his dry lips every so often to remind himself that yes, he was awake. This was not a dream. And for some odd reason, he wished that it was.

After the other finished speaking, he let out a loud sigh into the phone and slid down the wall to the floor. "I'm not as brave as you think," he whispered back. "I'm actually really weak and I need you more than ever."

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