"What do you mean, 'I've never tasted pizza'?!"
"I mean as in, 'I've never eaten pizza', Alfred." you said. You were at your friend and crush, Alfred's house when you accidently let it slip you haven't had a bite of pizza in your entire life. Not once, not ever.
"That's just unacceptable, dude." Alfred said. You bashfully looked down at your shoes. "Can you try to eat a pizza?" he said, looking down at you. You glanced up at him. 'Don't look at the eyes, don't look at the eyes!' you thought.
His big, blue eyes formed wide saucers and he stuck his bottom lip out in a pout. You stomped your foot in frustration. "Dammit, Alfie! Okay, I'll taste your stupid pizza." you grumbled. He immediately brightened up and pulled you to his kitchen.
"Don't worry, the Hero only picks the best pizzas." he says with a wide grin. Pulling open the fridge, he scooped out a box of leftover cheese pizza. Alfred grabbed two slices and popped them into the microwave. "What's that for?" you asked him.
"Wow, you really haven't tasted perfection, ________." Alfred murmured as he punched in a minute on the timer. You shrugged as you hoisted yourself up to sit on the counter. "I guess pizza was never my thing," you say. Alfred rolled his eyes. "I honestly don't see what's so great about pizza." you blurt.
Alfred looked at you with wide blue saucers once again. You clamped you mouth shut and immediately regret what you just said. I did not just say that, you thought. The timer 'DING'ed and Al grabbed the plate out of the small oven.
"I cannot believe you. Not liking something as awesome as pizza!" Alfred said in disbelief as he took a slice and bit into it. You looked at your slice with hesitation. Alfred noticed and picked up your slice. "Eat it," he said. "No," you defiantly said.
An idea sprung to Alfred's mind. "If you won't eat it, I'll do something truly evil," he teased. You rolled your eyes. "Like what, Hero?"
In three seconds flat, he had straddled you and pinned down your hand. "ALFRED!" you shrieked, a blush dusting your cheeks. He held the sacred slice in the hand above you so the cheese was dripping a mere inch from your face. "Eat it, ________." he said. You shut your mouth and shook your head.
"Don't make me tickle you," he warned. Your eyes widened. "You wouldn't." you said darkly. Alfred nodded his head. "Don't make me pull that curl, Alfred Jones," you countered, already raising up your hand. "________, don't!" Alfred shouted. Too late. Your hand had grasped the cowlick and roughly pulled it.
A hoarse moan escaped Alfred's lips and gave you time to wriggle free under Alfred. Proud of yourself, you put your hands on your hips and smirked. Turning around victoriously, you jumped on the couch just in time to flip onto the cartoons. Just as you reached for the bowl of popcorn, a hand clapped down on your shoulder causing you to jump six inches off the couch right into Alfred's arms.
"A-Alfie?" you whimpered. Holy shit. He wasn't wearing his glasses, and that was enough to make you stutter uncontrollably. Not only that, but his sky blue eyes were clouded with something you never saw before in your crush's eyes. You gulped.
A smirk played on his lips. "You know, ________, I haven't given up," he huskily said. A dark blush spread across your cheeks. He set you down and revealed he had a fresh new slice of pizza behind him. You backed up into the wall, trapped. Instead of you taking a bite, Alfred instead took a bite of the pizza. "Al, what are you-" you were cut off short when his lips collided onto yours.
Your eyelids fluttered shut. You couldn't believe what was going on. Nevertheless, your arms snaked around his neck as his wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer. He licked your bottom lip for entrance, which you gladly granted. Then, very gently, he pushed the bite of pizza into your mouth. This caused you to smile into the kiss.
You slowly pulled apart. Instinctively, you chewed on the bite of pizza with a smile. Swallowing it, you grinned at a blushing Alfred. "So, uh, what do you think?" he said sheepishly, rubbing his neck. Your eyes wandered to the coffee table which Alfred's glasses were set safely. Grabbing them off the table, you placed them onto Alfie.
"I thought that pizza was delicious," you whispered into Alfred's ear.
You coughed another violent set of fits. Alfred was right next to you on the bed, coughing as well. "Ugh, I feel like beat-up hell." Alfred spat. You nodded your head in agreement. "Alright you two, what happened?" Arthur said form the doorway.
You and Alfred looked at each other with wide grins, recalling what had happened yesterday. "Oh you know, ate pizza." you said inbetween coughs." Arthur shook his head and 'Tsk tsk tsk'ed. "Wait, I thought you didn't eat pizza," Arthur said, puzzled. "I could change that," shrugged Alfred.
Arthur widened his eyes before shaking his head. "Well, if it was that pizza in the fridge.." Arthur started. Alfred stared at him, expecting him to go on. "What is it, Iggy? Spit it out!" Alfred cried. Arthur sunk to his knees in guilt. "Imadethatpizza!I'msosorryIgotyousick!" he wailed.
Your eyes bulged. "I ate Arthur's cooking," you said blankly. Alfred was shocked as well. You shifted in Alfie's bed. Soon, a smile played on Alfred's lips. "To think about it, I think I should thank you, Iggy." Alfred said. Arthur, however, could not hear over his tremendous wails.
"After all, If I could kiss ________, it was totally worth it," Alfred said with a small smile as he brushed a strand of hair away from your eyes. You smiled up at him. "But I never knew food would hurt so much," he finished.