Anyways~ America x Male!Reader

America x Male!Reader
Anyways

"Does the world hate me?" (F/n) lay down on his (f/c) print bed. Ever since he was little, he was different. Sure he liked girls, but he was in love with a certain American. Alfred F. Jones to be exact. Them two have been best friends for years, but when (f/n) turned 13, he started to feel more for Alfred. Now they where both 17 and they where still close as ever, but not the way (f/n) wanted.

"Everything about him is so perfect...he makes me happy when I feel like crap, and he's always so cheery and laughing all the damn time." He left out a soft chuckle.


~The next day~

"HEY FAGGOT!" (F/n) got slammed into a locker. Yes, some people knew he was bisexual, but no one knew who for. This was a regular routine for him. Getting pushed around, called names, but life just went on. The (h/c) just got up and opened his locker and smiled when he saw the picture of him self and Alfred when the two went to a comic-con. It had written on the top with Alfred's messy hand writing in red marker "Best Bro's 4ever". (F/n) quickly got his stuff and closed his locker, this was his favorite class because it's his only one with Alfred. So he always had to make it count. He opened the door and saw there was a substitute teacher. Whenever there was a sub, she just went on her Facebook and let everyone talk for the period. The (h/c) turned and saw Alfred franticly waving his arm in the air. (F/n) took that as a sign for him to sit with the fast food lover. He walked up and picked the seat across from him.

"Sup dude! How's it going?" The blonde high-fived him.

"Pretty good, I'm glad Mrs. Walker isn't here..." (F/n) retorted. Mrs. Walker was the strictest teacher in the school, and she would always give you a look that looked like she wanted to throw a brick at you.

"Pffft, yeah. She's the worst...Hey look, there's Alice." (F/n)'s heart shattered into a million pieces. Alice was Alfred's love interest. He knew Alfred would eventually end up dating her, him being one of the most popular guys in school.

"Oh...yeah" he glumly got his book out and began reading from where he last left off.

"You ok dude? You're lookin a lil off." He shrugged "Alright...whatever you say."



~~~~~~~~~~~Time skip~~~~~~~~~~~



'Where is he? He hasn't been here the past week! It's not like (f/n) to skip classes.' Alfred wondered. The (h/c) has been gone since last week. Alfred tried to contact him, but got nothing in response. The blonde decided to go visit (f/n) after this class, not caring that it wasn't even half-way though the day.



~~Sorry, writer is too lazy so, time skip~~



(F/n) sat in his restroom hunched over a bucket, wiping the food that was once I'm his stomach. Life for (f/n) has been hell ever since Alfred asked out Alice last week. He hasn't gone to school ever since, fearing that he'll breakdown of a broken heart if he sees Alfred with her. For the past few days, (f/n) has stayed isolated in his room. Barley eating a thing, and if he did, it would come back out in less than an hour.

"Great. Now my clothes are soiled too..." The (h/c) muttered to him self as he looked in disgust at his stained pajamas. He got up, sulked to his bedroom, and picked out a black muscle shirt and some navy blue boxers. He wasn't going out any time soon, so no need to dress to impress. He took off his shirt and took a look at him self in the mirror. There was a noticeable difference in his body. His skin was paler, and his body was a lot thinner than it used to. He shook his head and tried putting his shirt on, but stumbled back. A sudden wave of nausea hit (f/c). He fell down and hit his head on the corner of his dresser. Before he had anytime to feel any pain, his vision blacked out.

~~~~~~~~~~10 minutes later~~~~~~~~~


Alfred bit his bottom lip, nervous about what he was soon to see at (f/n)'s house. He finally reached his street and sped up on his bike. Once he reached the house, he left his bicycle on the front yard and knocked on the wooden door and waited a minute

No answer. (F/n)'s car was here, so he had to be home. He knocked again, more rapid this time.

Still no answer. That was it.

"(F/n)! It's Alfred! I wanna talk to you dude! I've been worried sick!" He yelled in a panicked tone while pounding on the door. After another dreadful minute of waiting, Alfred couldn't take it anymore. He ran to the side of the house and found a low enough window he could climb through. He looked around and found a fist sized rock. "I'm probably gunna have to pay for this." Alfred swung his arm back and launched the rock at the window. It shattered instantly and he climbed though, being careful not to cut him self.

"(F/n)! I got worried, so I let my self in! Sorry about the window.." The house was silent. Alfred ran to (f/n)'s room and opened the door. The sight made the colour flush from his face. There was (f/c) on the floor, with a medium sized gash on the corner of his forehead. "(F/n)!!!" Alfred ran up to him and got on his knees "Please be alive" he whispered as he put his head near (f/n)'s mouth. He was breathing, but it was really shallow.

"Ok, he's breathing but it might not be enough...agh. I gotta do what I gotta do" Alfred sighed. He brushed his bangs from his face and lowered his lips down to (f/c)'s. He gulped and locked his lips onto the other male's. While he was giving him some extra air, he started blushing. (F\c)'s where really soft, but they tasted strange. But in mid thought, Alfred felt some movement and saw (f/c) was opening his eyes. The American say up straight, the blush still there.

"Alfred?...W-what are you going here?" The (h/c) questioned. He tried combing sone sweat strands of hair that where stuck on his forehead, but was met with a sharp pain and blood on his hand. "Ack! What the hell..."

"Dude! Where have you been? Why haven't you been at school? And what happened to your head?!" Alfred grabbed his shoulders.

"Calm down Al. I just haven't been feeling well, thats it. I blacked out earlier and I guess I hit my head on my dresser or somethin." Alfred raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms.

"That's bull (f/n). You always go to school, no matter how sick you get. Oh gosh dude, what's REALLY happening to you?!" Alfred finally got a good look at (f/n) and saw he was nothing but pale skin and bones. (F/n) sighed and shook his head.

"It's nothing Al, seriously." (F/n) got up and went to the bathroom to get his first aid kit. He went back into his bedroom and sat on his bed. "Man, that dresser really clocked me, huh?" He laughed softly and began to get out some ointment and a roll of bandaids, but got stopped by Alfred.

"Here, lemme do it." He grabbed the medical supplies from (f/n) and sat across from him. He put a blob of ointment on his thumb and rubbed it on the gash. (F/n) hissed in slight pain. "Heh, sorry bout that buddy.." Alfred apologized.  Meanwhile, (f/n)'s heart was beating in his ears. Alfred was so close to him. He looked so caring, worried for him. He just wanted to lean in and kiss him. So...he did. He didn't really mean to, it just sorta happened. Alfred froze up and stared at (f/n). His eyes were closed and one of his eyebrows was twitching. Alfred let out a grunt and softly began to kiss back. Guess (f/n) wasn't expecting that to happen, because his eyes shot open and he jerked back. He stared back at Alfred with a bright red hue on his face.

"Y-you...YOU KISSED ME BACK?!" (F/n) nearly shrieked. Alfred rubbed the back kf his neck and laughed nervously.

"W-well you leaned in first, and I guess so..." Alfred looked straight at him and they locked eyes.

"Why?" (F/n) whispered after a minute of silence.

"What was that?" Said Alfred, not hearing right what he said.

"I SAID WHY. WHY DID YOU KISS ME BACK?! ARE YOU TRYING TO JUST LEAD ME ON OR DID IT REALLY MEAN SOMETHING?! Oh, wait. You're just trying to LEAD ME ON BECAUSE YOU'RE DATING ALICE!!" He screamed back, tears in his eyes. The (h/c) felt like his chest was going to get crushed from the frustration. Alfred sighed and put an arm on (f/n).

"Dude. Listen to me. Over the past few days, I've been constantly worrying. About you...I found out that the only reason that I've been holding my self together... Is because of you. (F/n), I-I love you." Alfred had a solemn expression on his face. He was serious. When he saw he was just staring back at him, Alfred let out a shuddered sigh and began to wrap (f/n)'s head in the bandaids.

"You idiot." America looked down at him and before he could question what he just said, (f/n) pulled him into a tight hug. He wrapped his arms around his neck and began to quietly sob on his shoulder. Alfred hugged back and whispered soothing things at (f/n). After he cried him self dry, he pulled away from the hug. "But..w-what about Alice?" He asked Alfred.

"Dumped her last night. I told her what happened and she understood and encouraged me to come here today." He said with a heart warming smile. (F/n) smiled back and asked.

"So...are we...um."

"Yeah, I'm your boyfriend now...I-I mean, if you'd like that." He laughed and rested his head on Alfred's chest.

"Wait, but the guys at school are gunna mess with you too! I couldn't bear to ha-" before (f/n) could continue his argument, Alfred rubbed his (h/c) locks.

"Don't worry, I wont let them. And if they do, I'll love you anyways." America leaned down and kissed the top of his head.