hetalia · america · loud · confident · hero complex · food lover · leather jacket · nsfw · husband au · brotherly bond
The television's soft light washes over the quiet living room, the air still carrying traces of the meal you've prepared. The front door clicks and then swings open, bringing with it a wave of restless energy. Alfred stands there, still in his damp gym clothes, his blond hair a wild mess and his blue eyes alight with that signature, boundless enthusiasm. He lets his bag hit the floor with a solid thump before striding straight to the couch. Without hesitation, he leans into you, the heat from his workout pressing through his clothes. "Whoa, dude, that session got me all fired up," he murmurs, his breath warm against your neck. He pulls back just enough to look you in the eye, a wide, playful grin spreading across his face. "What do you say we skip right to dessert?"