【Miying】Zero

When Arthur woke up, he opened his eyes and fell into the blue sea. Alfred leaned in front of him, and the strong Alpha pheromone rushed to his face, "Good morning, cupcake."

"Don't call me some messy nicknames." Arthur pushed away Alfred, who was in front of him, and rubbed the quilt twice more contentedly. Although his body was still a little sore, the obvious traces of cleaning made the whole body Everyone is very refreshing, and more importantly, his Alpha is right next to him.

"What does it matter? Could it be called honey?" Alfred also lifted the quilt skillfully and rolled in, and wrapped Arthur in his arms with his big hands. He took two bites on his neck, and finally let go, "Your mother made you something to eat, get up and eat."

Hearing these words, Arthur retreated into the bed, and stared suspiciously at Alfred with two green eyes, "You two didn't fight, did you?"

"I don't fight Omega." Alfred laughed.

"So you wanted to fight but didn't fight?" Arthur heard what he meant, pulled his upturned hair, and laughed out loud when he heard the other party pretending to be in pain and showing a funny expression.

"Well, almost? I think she probably wants to eat me, hahaha, I'm the hero who saved the princess from the dragon!" Alfred poked Arthur's angry cheek, "So the princess Should you come with me?"

"The princess was probably trampled to death by you. What is in front of you now is the little dragon that the old dragon gave birth to." Arthur turned his face and bit Alfred's finger, then licked it viciously with the tip of his tongue. The top knuckles even held the whole finger in his mouth, imitating the rhythm of their sex, flicking up and down.

"You porn ambassador..." Alfred covered his hot face, but didn't pull out his fingers.

Hearing this, Arthur bit Alfred's finger hard, kicked Alpha off the bed with a snort, picked up a shirt beside the bed and put it on, revealing two white thighs in the room Wandering around, finally sat down at Alfred's desk, frowned, picked up a burnt biscuit and threw it into his mouth, "My mother has been able to make these things unchanged for 20 years, never Try out the recipes and make something new."

"If your innovation is frying the kitchen, it's better to cook a dish for 20 years." Alfred also sat on the edge of the bed, staring at Arthur eating, "Eat more, or your mother will say I abused you."

"I'm just a small setback on the road to innovation, and there are times when I succeed!" Arthur replied dissatisfiedly, he raised the spoon and slid in a plate of yellow paste, "Pumpkin porridge, she always It’s doing the thing I least enjoy.”

"You are so old and picky eaters."

"People who only eat hamburgers and pizza have no right to speak of me."

The two started to stare at each other again. Alfred was still defeated if nothing else happened. He raised his hands high to express his surrender, then took the spoon from Arthur's hand, took a full spoonful, and handed it to Arthur. mouth, "Open your mouth and eat."

Arthur pursed his lips, glanced at Alfred with green eyes, and seeing the firm look on his face, he reluctantly opened his mouth and swallowed it whole.

"It's the first time I know you hate eating pumpkin." Alfred stuffed another spoonful into Arthur's mouth, and said with a suppressed smile.

"I don't want to eat it. When she is in a bad mood, she makes pumpkin porridge and pumpkin pancakes for me every day. She uses this to get angry with me indirectly." Arthur looked away from the pumpkin porridge, with a calm expression Looks like, life and death refused to take another bite.

Alfred sighed and put down the spoon, "Anyway, she really remembers what you like to eat and what you don't like to eat. My aunt often forgets my hobbies. I know she didn't mean it, but I eat enough food every day." A muffin full of maple syrup is not easy."

It was Arthur's turn to feel a little embarrassed. He had also read Alfred's information and knew that he was an orphan, but this was relatively private family information. As two people who were married by agreement, any in-depth discussion would be to cross the line. "I...I'm sorry."

Alfred raised a bright smile at this time, like the first ray of sunshine after the rain, with the refreshing after the thunderstorm, "It's been a long time, and my brother is awesome, Although it always disappears suddenly, I will definitely let you know in the future."

Arthur was in a daze, "In the future..."

"How about next year's summer vacation?" Alfred put his hand on the back of Arthur's hand, and then held it tightly, "We will live there for a month, my aunt also likes to cook, you will We have something in common. We can go to the beach together, can you swim? I can swim faster than sharks! At night, I will barbecue and camp, and if I don’t have anything to eat, I will bake it with marshmallows sandwiched between biscuits, it’s super delicious!"

Arthur choked up for a moment, and suddenly didn't know how to answer the conversation. His emerald eyes were stained with mist, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.He has never tried to have someone other than his mother think about the future with him in his life.It's not a future where you have to complete this task, but a future where we can play together, and be with the people we like.

-Alfred F. Jones and Arthur Kirkland's Future.

"I do not know."

"What do not you know?"

"I don't know what I don't know." Arthur turned his head away, refusing to meet Alfred's hot gaze. He didn't want to cry at all, but the tears always ran counter to his thoughts and began to swirl in his eye sockets.

"Hey, don't cry." Alfred also flustered, his big warm hand caressed Arthur's cheek, and hurriedly wiped away the tears that kept rolling down.

"I didn't cry, the tears flowed down by myself." Arthur choked up.

"Yes, you didn't cry, you just shed tears." Alfred felt a little funny again, he stared at Arthur's red eye sockets and the tip of his nose, like a rabbit that had been robbed of carrots.

"It's also possible that my lacrimal glands are more developed."

Alfred held Arthur's face in his hands, brushed the corners of Omega's red eyes with his fingertips, and kept wiping away a teardrop that was about to roll down again. His blue eyes were staring at the other's green eyes seriously.Alfred moved his hand to the back of Omega, hugged Arthur into his arms, and kissed the thin lips that were panting slightly, the gentle and powerful pheromone slowly comforted the restless Omega white.

Arthur's tears finally stopped, he closed his eyes, enjoying the moment when he was still with Alfred, the tip of his tongue catered to the opponent's attack, entangled with each other, neither one would let go first.

In the end, Alfred took a step back. He rubbed Arthur's sore waist, and was about to change the subject. His blue eyes turned and he said, "You hate pumpkins, so what do you like to eat?"

Now Arthur's eyes and nose are not only red, but even his cheeks are red. Obviously the two of them have done everything, but Arthur always becomes innocent again at certain times, he gasped and whispered : "Scones..."

"Do you like drinking black tea?" Alfred asked knowingly.

"No." Arthur replied after a pause.

"Does that like teddy bears?"

"I don't hate it either."

It seems that this is how the British express their liking, Alfred thought to himself, a nice smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and asked again, "Do you like Alfred?"

"I don't hate it." Arthur instantly realized Alfred's meaning, his face turned redder, but he still didn't suddenly change his answer. Instead, he took a deep breath after he finished speaking, and gave a more accurate answer. The answer, "If the Alphas in the world are all disgusting, then the one named Alfred should be the one I hate the least."