Petroglyph National Monument, New Mexico

@jatkuleiba​ | cont

It worked! A slight widened surprise captured her expression for a few fleeting moments. A rather childish complaint landed its mark; Alfred never expected Eduard to take the request seriously. Pleased as punch, Alfred grinned in genuine delight.

“You mix sweets and a game?” Curious, he’s quite curious now. “Chocolate and candies -- I haven’t played any game like that -- unless it’s poker without losing your savings. What is it??”

jatkuleiba​:

“Goodness. ‘The World’s Largest’ things seem to be your trademark. I can’t wait to see them,” Eduard hummed, his smile peeking around the slice of pizza which even he couldn’t eat completely neatly. He reclined rather laxly, the top buttons of his button up opened and his his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He was more than eager to make the switch to even more casual attire for their trip tomorrow. 

“It’ll be perfect. We can find a spot with no one else in near vicinity, build a campfire, eat sweets and spend the night under the stars. And if it rains we can nest in your car, lay back, listen to a podcast or two…”  Just imagining it all brought a wave of calmness over Eduard, and he sighed softly. 

“I’m looking forward to it, armas. It’s rare to get so much time for just the two of us,” he said, bringing his arm over Alfred’s broad shoulders. He took the chance to plant a kiss over her cheek and to steal a bite of the pizza slice she was holding. It was easy to feel playful in such a relaxed atmosphere. “I’ve missed it. And you.” 

“Oh.” Sweets, alone, time, relaxation, all struggled to grasp his attention once an arm lay on her shoulders. Alright, a little cozy, not something Alfred is completely used too, but they’re close! Just as Alfred normalized this behaviour a KISS spiraled any logic into another puzzle. A kiss among friends was not uncommon in certain cultures found in Europe, however, Eduard would be aware Alfred could barely express a ‘love you’ between friends here in America; the prudish style his people wore strong as ever. This made his heart skip a beat. Do something. Say something. Anything. Just take it and toss something back. All Alfred could muster as he gathered himself together was a flushed faced glance. “And--” he hesitated. Pull away or lean in? Alfred chose to relax into Eduards arm and found it to be rather... pleasant. It was much too soon for Alfred to return the kiss, still finding out how and why Eduard made him want to in the first place. “Me too. You- I mean! I indulge a lil much.” “... I’m not real hungry anymore. But don’t wanna get up!”

“ Current relationship status; made dinner for two and ate both ”

| Alfred F. Jones  | Indie. Sel. Priv.  | Loved by Jenna

Hi I’m here to spread 2s Alfred appreciation 

Me going to Europe in like 2 weeks but I still need to get valid ID that’s not expired 🤡

 I’m afraid of Americans

Alfred spreading 2. spi.rit agenda and breaking things she’s living the best life

@islandiis  / / Starter Call.

“Hmmm, interesting! I think this is a lil’ bit too advanced for me to make. What if we try this?” Flipped the page of an aged cook book till it landed on Marens Kornflexkokur, much different and much sweeter from the fish stew option, which did very little to excite the American. Batting his eyes, Alfred pulled the age card from his deck to hopefully ensure his own way, holding out for Fannar to fall into flattery. “I’d also like to remind you that as the older and host -- you should let me let me pick. You can pick when you visit me next. Deal??”

can’t wait until i have a wife so i can say “i love my wife” and introduce her to people by saying “i’d like you to meet my wife” and get out of boring social engagements by saying “i have to go home to my wife” and talk about her to anyone who will listen to me because she’s my wife and i adore her