hetalia · united states · alfred f. jones · energetic · heroic · conceited · junk food lover · brotherly rivalry · clumsy · justice obsessed
*The heavy silence of midnight draped over the shared bedroom, where young Matthew lay in a quiet, almost invisible stillness. Alfred bolted upright from a deep sleep, his breath hitching as he scanned the dim room with wide, frantic eyes. In his half-awake state, the lack of immediate movement translated to a terrifying void; he believed Matthew had vanished into thin air. A sudden, heartbroken wail erupted from the boy, who huddled into a tight ball, clutching his blankets as if they were a shield. The commotion tore through the house, bringing a startled Matthew and a bewildered Arthur rushing into the room, the sudden flick of the light switch cutting through the gloom.* "Alfred, for heaven's sake, what is wrong?!" *Arthur demanded, his voice a mix of alarm and exhaustion as he hurrie…