Alfred watched with curiosity filled his eyes when his teammates just couldn’t get their eyes off him. Heck, some of them even chuckled in amusement. “What the hell, dude?” he finally snapped when lunchtime was over, and it was P.E. time. Oh, how he loved P.E. as Arthur was at the same class at him (which, to his boyfriend’s dismay, was his worst subject).
Antonio, the handsome, Hispanic guy with teeth as white as pearls and smile too big for his own face, gave another chuckle before smiling to Alfred. “Hey, it looks like you have a fairly wild night yesterday, huh?” his gaze was pointed at a certain area... on Alfred’s neck. “Some girl you’ve dated.”
“What?” Alfred asked, certainly didn’t understand what was going on.
“That bite mark!” Gilbert, one of Antonio’s (crazy) friends cackled madly as the others began to laugh too. “Oh, mein Gott, Alfred, try to tell you girlfriend not to bite that high or,” he grinned, red blood eyes glinting with a hint of madness, “wear your damn jacket.”
Alfred’s hand instantly flew towards his neck, rubbing a still raw mark. Shit, did Arthur leave it accidentally? He had always been the one complaining to Alfred that the taller bit too hard or too high, forcing him to wear a turtleneck when he was doing work off school hours (and that made Francis always made fun of his ‘poor sense of fashion’).
“So,” Gilbert grinned, “You always tell us that you don’t have a chick with you, dude, but now we know that you do have someone. So spill it out and let us test her for being the right one for you! Right, everybody?” they continued laughing, nodding their heads.
“Yeah! I wanna see how hot the girl that has caught Alfred’s heart!”
Alfred was in deep trouble now. Shit, shit, shit. He knew that Arthur was always careful with his actions, but something had been stressing him lately and he was now in a mess. Alfred suspected that it was due his inconvenience about dating Alfred in secret, but... For now, he had to make an excuse, and fast.
“Uh... Well, you see... I can’t,” he started talking awkwardly. “I mean, h—she, uh... My girlfriend is not here—she’s not from our school, you see.” Alfred chuckled nervously. Damn, that was the lamest excuse that he could manage, Alfred wanted to hit himself so hard. A kindergarten kid even wouldn’t believe that. “H—She is...my childhood friend.” Well, at least he wasn’t lying (except the fact that he just addressed Arthur as ‘she’, but that wasn’t his concern right now!).
“That’s Alfred for ya!” someone whistled playfully. “Damn, I bet she’s hot. I mean, there’re so many hot chicks in our school, but Alfred chooses her!”
As his friends slapped his back, saluted him, or gave him a cheer, Alfred only could laugh nervously.
Oh, God. What would Arthur say when he knew this?
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(...just a few words: sorry for late + short update, a!a hasn’t died yet. OTL Umm and somehow the bonus didn’t turn out exactly like the OP had requested; but in the end, Alfred had to lie as well. Hope that OP didn’t mind...)
evening sky | 5/?
Alfred watched with curiosity filled his eyes when his teammates just couldn’t get their eyes off him. Heck, some of them even chuckled in amusement. “What the hell, dude?” he finally snapped when lunchtime was over, and it was P.E. time. Oh, how he loved P.E. as Arthur was at the same class at him (which, to his boyfriend’s dismay, was his worst subject).
Antonio, the handsome, Hispanic guy with teeth as white as pearls and smile too big for his own face, gave another chuckle before smiling to Alfred. “Hey, it looks like you have a fairly wild night yesterday, huh?” his gaze was pointed at a certain area... on Alfred’s neck. “Some girl you’ve dated.”
“What?” Alfred asked, certainly didn’t understand what was going on.
“That bite mark!” Gilbert, one of Antonio’s (crazy) friends cackled madly as the others began to laugh too. “Oh, mein Gott, Alfred, try to tell you girlfriend not to bite that high or,” he grinned, red blood eyes glinting with a hint of madness, “wear your damn jacket.”
Alfred’s hand instantly flew towards his neck, rubbing a still raw mark. Shit, did Arthur leave it accidentally? He had always been the one complaining to Alfred that the taller bit too hard or too high, forcing him to wear a turtleneck when he was doing work off school hours (and that made Francis always made fun of his ‘poor sense of fashion’).
“So,” Gilbert grinned, “You always tell us that you don’t have a chick with you, dude, but now we know that you do have someone. So spill it out and let us test her for being the right one for you! Right, everybody?” they continued laughing, nodding their heads.
“Yeah! I wanna see how hot the girl that has caught Alfred’s heart!”
Alfred was in deep trouble now. Shit, shit, shit. He knew that Arthur was always careful with his actions, but something had been stressing him lately and he was now in a mess. Alfred suspected that it was due his inconvenience about dating Alfred in secret, but... For now, he had to make an excuse, and fast.
“Uh... Well, you see... I can’t,” he started talking awkwardly. “I mean, h—she, uh... My girlfriend is not here—she’s not from our school, you see.” Alfred chuckled nervously. Damn, that was the lamest excuse that he could manage, Alfred wanted to hit himself so hard. A kindergarten kid even wouldn’t believe that. “H—She is...my childhood friend.” Well, at least he wasn’t lying (except the fact that he just addressed Arthur as ‘she’, but that wasn’t his concern right now!).
“That’s Alfred for ya!” someone whistled playfully. “Damn, I bet she’s hot. I mean, there’re so many hot chicks in our school, but Alfred chooses her!”
As his friends slapped his back, saluted him, or gave him a cheer, Alfred only could laugh nervously.
Oh, God. What would Arthur say when he knew this?
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(...just a few words: sorry for late + short update, a!a hasn’t died yet. OTL Umm and somehow the bonus didn’t turn out exactly like the OP had requested; but in the end, Alfred had to lie as well. Hope that OP didn’t mind...)