Surfing: AmericaXReader

You were sunbathing next to Alfred. You were watching Gilbert and Antonio's failed attempts at surfing with your dad. She laughed when Gilbert wiped out. Suddenly Alfred sat up as if he just realized something horrific. You turned your attention towards your boyfriend. He looked so excited. You could almost just picture him as a puppy, with a wagging tail, ears perked up and a tongue lolling out of his mouth. It would explain his tendency to ride high speed vehicles and his passion for motorcycles, though he loathed wearing a helmet.

"What are they doing?" Alfred asked.

"Oh, they're surfing…"

Gilbert cried out as he wiped out, again. Antonio, at least, seemed to get the hang of it, that was until Gilbert's pet bird landed on his head and distracted him, only leaving once Antonio fell too. Gilbert laughed at his friend's misfortune which then started a splashing contest between the two of them. You sighed. Some things simply never changed. Antonio and Gilbert struck her as the type of best friends who would still be harassing the young nurses who took care of them at the nursing home and pranking the doctors to the point where the professionals would consider keeping them under 24 hour sedation.

"Er… or at least trying to," You corrected.

"Are you good at surfing?" Alfred asked.

"Yeah, some locals taught me when I was six," you explained.

"Can you teach me?" Alfred asked.

You raised an eyebrow. Alfred didn't know how to surf? That was rather surprising since he seemed like he knew how to do everything. You looked at him for a moment, considering your options. Sure, your dad was out there, teaching the others how to surf. If you wanted to you could have pawned Alfred off on your old man, but why do that when you could teach him yourself? He was your boyfriend after all. Surfing wasn't as easy as everyone thought and Alfred always teased you for things you couldn't do. It would be kind of fun to show off and outshine your 'hero' of a boyfriend for once.

"Just try and keep up," you teased.

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_____________ stood on the surfboard at the right moment. Alfred followed your movements. You then began weaving through the water with ease. Alfred followed on his own surfboard though his movements were clumsier than yours were. You could hear Kiku shouting for them once the wave covered over them and they were enveloped in the water, but you surfed your way out of the tunnel with Alfred on your heels. You were cutting through the water under the wave but as you surfed a part of the wave collapsed behind you and you were just going through the tunnel. You smiled and gave a whoop of excitement. Alfred smiled.

You exited the tunnel, laughing as Gilbert and Francis whooped upon seeing her. She turned over her shoulder to see that Alfred was having problems with his board. He was starting to sway dangerously, hinting that he was going to wipe out at any moment. So out of the goodness of your heart you maneuvered to turn around and started heading towards him, ready to be there just in case he did. However, when you drew closer to him Alfred's movements became more strenuous, until he had finally fallen to the power of the waves. You sank to your knees as the wave died down. You held your head out over the water as you looked for Alfred.

You gasped in surprise as he resurfaced. The boy smirked for a moment before he grabbed you by your shoulders, pulling you off the surfboard and into the water with him. For a moment the two of them floated underwater. He pulled you close, kissing your lips. You smirked into the kiss and pulled away before it could become anything more than just a quick kiss. There was no way you were letting salt water get into your mouth. The taste was terrible. You playfully smacked your boyfriend's side before you quickly swam upwards. Upon resurfacing you started to laugh. When he resurfaced you didn't give him any time to react. You splashed some water in his direction.

"Jerk!" she cried, "I was worried!"

Alfred laughed richly. His laughter was put to an end when you splashed him in the face and he was sputtering because he had salt water in his mouth. Now it was your turn to laugh at him. He looked so sad, but you were glad he had taken his glasses off. They might have gotten lost at sea with your roughhousing. But now his big blue pouty eyes were looking at you with such intensity that your heart sank. You wanted to coddle him, but again, dating Alfred was like training a dog. You needed to have a firm hand sometimes. Otherwise he would become spoiled and you certainly didn't want that happening.  

"But you love me!" Alfred whined.

You sighed and swam closer to him. You wrapped your arms around his neck, almost seemingly going in for a caring and tender hug, before a dark look crossed your face. Before he could register what happened, you were dunking him underwater. His arms flailed as he tried to grab you too and pull you underwater with him. You were able to maneuver yourself so that he couldn't grab you, by floating behind him. He couldn't very well spin around while you had a firm grip of his hair specifically his cowlick.

"I do but you don't need to pretend to drown to get kisses!"