Jatkuleiba​:

i totally did NOT forget to finish these and will soon -- 

⭐️ Hey- like this for a para starter!! ⭐️

@radiomayak​  / /  Starter Call.

“You can’t escape by going into the bar; I’ll just show them one of these.” Alfred flashes an ID with the wrong age he’s presenting as, a suspicious 21, but nothing they can prove wrong. “And I’ll buy out just about the entire bar so there’s only enough for sleazy blowjob, but you need to drink it r i g h t.” “Or we go to the mall, as I suggested,” a very strong suggestion. “I’ll buy you an outfit so you fit in a little better here. It’s too warm for that.”

HOW DO YOU NEED TO BE LOVED??

like a child loves the rain 

you need to be loved in happiness and foolishness. a puppy love, a love so purely good, so full of happiness it makes your stomach ache. you need to be loved in a way that reminds you of the childhood you didn’t get to have. you need to be loved as if you’re feeling the rain fall upon your cheeks for the first time. refreshing, and clean.

“You don’t have to push so hard. It’s okay to rest.”

Hooking his tie Alfred loosened it with one swift tug; his body seeming to agree yet that expression stayed firm and without wear. Without the plain tie he could finally breath. Decompressing from another day busied and pulled in all direction. Not once, did that charming grin or burst of reassuring laughter fail. He was one tough cookie, after all. 

Wouldn’t want Ed to believe Alfred wasn’t fully there and attentive.

“I got two energy drinks in me and besides, it’s not like I’m going to nap while you’re here. What am I-- Spain? We don’t take breaks in the middle of the day.” He did a playful and gentle swat at Eds shoulder, reassuring him a little lack of sleep could never stop him. “You’re here for awhile right? I was wondering if you wanted to go camping, or whatever. I took overtime before this so we could have a few days!”

“ . . . “

I care so much abt them

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

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

jatkuleiba​:

There he goes again, soldiering through even after the last full day of work at the conference. Alfred’s stubborn nature doesn’t surprise Eduard in the slightest anymore, but it still causes the Estonian a considerable amount of concern. Knowing that it’s partially for his sake makes it feel even more troublesome…

He sighed softly, his own smile holding steady and radiant even though his body was feeling the strain too. Seems like his old ally had moved to distraction mode. “That sounds wonderful. It has been a while since I have last stargazed.” Having the privilege to spend time alone with Alfred for a couple of days was the part he would look forward to the most, however. 

“But in that case, can I steal you for just a moment to look over our road plan for tomorrow? Maybe over tea?” He squeezed Alfred’s shoulder and flicked at his glasses in slight tease. “I promise I’ll let you get back to work right afterwards.”

Nose scrunched; his glasses falling back into a comfortable placement. This man sure was touchy from the rim of his lenses to his shoulder, he couldn’t help but notice each time they connected. That being said, relaxing isn’t part of this Americans’ style; no insult meant behind this seemingly fixed in tension that Ed has felt beneath his hand. Hopefully, he had been exposed to Alfred enough to understand there was nothing behind his friendly squeeze to bring on discomfort. “We can do anything-- I’m off work! Steal me for however long you want, ya?” Alfred beamed, pleased as punch. Their tea and travel plans touch-ups happened over dinner-- if you could call it that -- pizza ordered in with a dessert for one; they can share later. For now, Alfred began to decompress from the day he had in good company. “I never planned these kinds of things, but for you?? I’ll make sure to drive through all those crazy attractions. There’s a lot of the ‘worlds largest’ here I want to show you. I’m also bringing everything we need so don’t worry.” she paused, searching for his eyes to catch in a gaze. “I never double checked this with you... so uh- does this sound cool?”

@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??”