America X Reader: Yourman

“Hey _______! Guess what super hero I am!” Alfred called excitedly, running towards you while you played videogames.

“Hold on! Not now Alfred. This boss is more important than super heroes.” You responded, not looking away from the TV screen while you mashed buttons on your controller.

“Are you sure?” Alfred persisted, leaning on your couch.

“AW! You mutha truckin’ butt head!” You yelled at the TV. “ Yeah, I’m sure. Cause this bitch needs to die.” You added.

Alfred sighed and left the room. You didn’t even take a glance up from your game as he left. You were way too absorbed in it.

**Al’s POV**

I walked into _______’s kitchen and leaned on the counter.

“Seven already? Game days go by fast.” I sighed. “And so do attempts at this stupid love game.”

My phone buzzed and I checked who was calling. Matt.

“Yo bro, what’s up?” I said, taking the call.

“Ah, not much.” Mathew responded.

“So whatcha calling for? Need something?” I asked.

“No, I don’t need anything. I just wanted to see how it was going with you and ________” Matt said.

I sighed. “Not so great. She’s always absorbed in her games. More than usual too.” I responded.

“well when she isn’t gaming, just give her a simple “wanna go out?” or something.” He suggested.

“I can’t!” I said sternly. “That ain’t no way to tell someone how you feel! And I want to be original and unique.  I want it to be me. Not some average derp crap. I have a line already.”

“Oh, well why haven’t you said it yet?”

“Because! It’s hard for me to talk to her! It’s either she’s playing video games and doesn’t care about much, or I choke and can’t say anything!” I said with an aggravated tone. “She’s too… cute. I can’t
talk to her easily, even though we’re best friends.”

“Well, give it a go tomorrow. You gotta get home now.” Matt said.

“Right. Be there in ten.” I said, hanging up.

“Tomorrow.” I thought. “Yeah, if I can speak.”

**Your POV**

“Oh yeeeaaaah! You dead bitch!” You cheered, slam dunking your controller into the couch.

Alfred walked out of your kitchen and up to you once more.

“So, what will you be doing tomorrow?” He asked.

“Eh, probably gaming again.” You responded, shrugging your shoulders.

“Cool. Maybe I’ll show up tomorrow. Hope you don’t mind.” He said.

“Naw, I don’t mind at all!” You said with a smile.

Alfred couldn’t help but smile too. It was the only way to hide his blush because your cuteness level was over 9000.

“Good! Well, I have to go now. See ya tomorrow!” He said, heading out the door.

“Bye! You waved as he left.

After he was gone, you put in another game to play. As the loading screen was on, you thought about how much you wish he hadn’t left.

“I need to stop ignoring him when I play.” You thought out loud, smacking your forehead. “But it just frickin happens.”

*~*Le time skip to next day (noon)*~*

“DIEDIEDIEDIEDIEDIEDIEDIE!” You yelled.

Playing SSBB was so addicting. You couldn’t stop screaming at the screen. Every time a hit was landed,
you unleashed your wrath on the characters verbally and physically through the game.

There was a knock on the door as you were murdering Pikachu. You grunted in frustration and yelled “come in” from the couch.

Alfred stepped in the front door and dropped his stuff on the floor. He then came over to you, leaning on the couch over your shoulder again.

“YO! I said I would come by, so here I am!” Al said with a bright smile on his face.

“Cool. Imma trying to beat down this ass, can I have a second?” You said sort of bluntly.

“Okay. How much time is left, and how long do you think you might take?” Alfred asked.

“I have to go through a bunch of stages. Might take me ten or fifteen minutes.”

“Aw. Okay.” Al sighed, sitting down on another chair. Luckily he brought his ds to minimize boredom for him.

You gamed for an extra 2 rounds while Al played on his ds. He was thinking hard while you kept bashing the other characters. Halfway through the third round, he looked at you mashing buttons. You looked adorable with your game face on.

“Okay, if I don’t say anything now, I will be the biggest wuss ever!” He thought to himself.

Alfred forced himself up off the chair and over to you. He leaned onto the back of the couch again, right over your shoulder.

“Hey ________!” He said, trying to regain cheeriness.

“Whaaaat. I’m trying not to die here.” You groaned.

“Guess what super hero I am! Please?” Al persisted, resting his head on your shoulder.

You sighed and paused the game, ever so slightly annoyed. Though was still a bit of blush on your face. Juuuuuust a bit.

“Alright, I’ll bite. What superhero are you?”

“You have to guess!” He said, lifting his head up.

“Okay, Superman? Spiderman? Batman?” You listed.

Alfred shook his head, blushing slightly.

“Then which one! I don’t know!” You said, throwing your arms up in frustration.

“I’m Yourman.” He finally said. “Or, at least I want to be.”

You froze and blush grew on your face. Alfred backed away from the couch kind of awkwardly.

“What did you say you want to be?” You asked quietly.

“Ummm…… yourman.” He said quietly.

Both of you were silent for a while. Then Alfred broke it.

“Uh, s-sorry. F-forget I said anything. I gotta… go.” He said, starting to leave.

“Wait!” You interrupted. “I, I think that’s a great superhero to be. You wouldn’t mind being my man or,
your man. Whatever!” You faulted, blushing a bit harder.

Alfred stopped and turned around. He stared at you for a second, then smiled and walked back to the
couch, sitting next to you.

“You mean I can be our man?” Al asked once more.

“Yeah Al. You can.” You said quietly.

Alfred smiled even more and put a hand around your waist, turning you towards him.

“Al I-” You started, but you were cut off by Alfred pressing his lips onto yours.

You didn’t know how to react at first. Your heart was beating fast and your eyes widened. He pulled you closer to him as you began to relax, your eyes closing as you melted into the kiss. When you parted for air, you gazed up at Al and smiled sweetly.

“Thanks Al.” You said.

“Only for you, ________.” He said. “But weren’t you playing a game?”

“I was, nut not right now. Unless you want to join me.” You said playfully.

Alfred laughed and picked up another controller. The two of you began to play video games for the rest of the day. And Al finally got to be your hero.