America x Male! Reader - Comic Con

Pulling down my horned helmet, I examine myself in the mirror.

Today is one of the greatest days of my life. It’s the annual Comic Con in my home city of Rochester.

In honor of the wondrous event, I decided to dress up as my favorite comic book villain.

Loki Laufeyson.

My costume took me six months to create, and cost over $3,000 to manufacture. So, in my opinion, it was super authentic.

Grinning cheekily at my reflection, I spin out of my room with my long, emerald green cape flowing behind me.

I quickly grab my ticket, and rush out of the house towards my car.

Unlocking it, I swing into the drivers side, and start the engine.

Today is going to be great.

~Timeskip to the Comic Con Brought to you by Will Herondale’s Fear of Ducks~

When I arrived at the building, I groan at the sight of the parking lot. It was mobbed.

This is a time when you need a lazer gun to zap away the cars that are in the way.

I should’ve left earlier. I mean A LOT earier.

After driving laps around the lot for what seemed like hours, I finally found a parking spot.

Stepping out of the car, I reach into the passenger seat, then grab my ticket and scepter.

Hurrying to the front entrance, I hand the guy my ticket.

Upon removing it from my grasp, he grins.

“Nice costume! You’re Loki from the Thor movies correct?”

I nod and smile back.

“Thanks! Yes, I am Loki of Asgard! And I’m burdened with glorious purpose.”

He chuckles and gives me a thumbs up.

“That was awesome dude. You have a great time now!”

Nodding, I make my way further into the establishment. Once inside, my (e/c) orbs twinkled with awe and wonder.

No matter how many times I attend this event, it never ceases to amaze me.

This year some of the boards were Sherlock Holmes with Benedict Cumberbatch, Doctor Who with Matt Smith, a Marvel one, and then a bunch of random anime boards.

I’m definitely hitting the Doctor Who one first.

As I was looking around, I wasn’t watching where I was going until I ran straight into someone.

I stumble back, and nearly fall in the process.

The person I bumped into catches me by the wrist and pulls me upwards before that disaster could happen.

“Woah dude are you alr- woah…..”

The stranger looks straight into my eyes, and a dust of pink dusts his youthful cheeks.

I too found myself blushing as I stare at him.

He was a mighty attractive chap with startling blue orbs. His hair was a dusty blonde with a cowlick in the middle, and on his nose was a pair of glasses.

Then, to make things even better, was his costume.

He was dressed as my favorite Avenger.

Captain America.

Snapping out of my daze, I get myself back on my feet, and chuckle nervously as I brush myself off.

“Thank you for catching me. You saved me from a world of hurt. However, I’m sorry for running into you. I love your costume by the way.”

The blonde before me blinks, then grins.

“Like no problem dude! Glad to know you’re alright, you know? Seriously, you like it? Like thanks again! Yours’s is a lot better though.”

I shake my head and smile.

“Hardly. Your costume is amazing. I take it you like Captain?”

Placing his hands on his hips, he began to laugh loudly, startling me, and gaining the attention of many passersbys.

“Totally dude! Cap is totally the best! He even has our flag on it, which makes it even better!”

I blink at his outburst.

What he said made no sense. Wouldn’t he have to have the American Flag if his name was to be Captain AMERICA. Sighing, I shake my head.

Whatever floats his little boat.

“Well, I should probably take my leave There’s so much to see, and so little time. It was a pleasure meeting you, and once again I apologize for bumping into you so rudely.”

Turning around, I’m about to take my leave, when I’m stopped.

The blonde boy had stopped me by grabbing onto the back of my cape.

He was looking to the side and blushing deeply.

Tilting my head to the side in confusion, I look at him quizzically.

“Yes?”

Using the free hand not grasping my wrist, he rubs the back of his neck out of what I figured was embarrassment.

“You know dude, I just realized we have matching costumes. So, would you like to er hang out around here today? It would be wicked awesome.”

Chuckling, I remove my wrist from his grasp.

“That would be great. What’s your name by the way?”

The boy before me grins, and his blue eyes shimmer with excitement and happiness.

“Alfred! Alfred F. Jones! What’s yours dude?”

Extending my hand out for him to shake, I respond with, “(F/n). (F/n) (L/n).”

He shakes my hand with excitement before pulling away slowly. Tapping his chin, his smile increases in size.

“(Y/n) ‘eh? Nice!”

He pats my back, before pulling me into a side hug. This random act causes me to blush profoundly.

Releasing me from the hug, he links arms with me.

“Come then dude! Where should we head to first?”

Still in shock from the close proxmitity, I stutter out, “U-Uh, how a-a-about the Doctor Who b-board?”

At the mention of Doctor Who, Alfred’s blue eyes gleamed with even more joy than before.

“Seriously? You like Doctor Who? Right on! Let’s go!”

Leaping forward, he drags me along behind him in the direction of said board.

                      ~Le Time Skip to the end of Comic Con~

Exiting room 2B, I began to laugh.

“That was amazing! Did you see Chris Evan’s face towards the end? He looked like he wanted to murder Robert.”

Alfred laughs and nods.

“Robert is totally going to have it coming.”

As we were talking and laughing, Alfred was slowly moving his hand towards mine.

I reach into my pants pocket and pull out my phone.

Upon seeing what time it was, I gasp. It’s 6:30!! I was here nearly all day!

Alfred had successfully grasped my hand, causing me to gasp once again. I whip my head around, and face him in shock.

“W-What are you doing?!”

His face was as bright as a tomato, but he was grinning cheekily.

He shrugs and draws our entwined hands to his lips. Placing a light kiss on my knuckles, he glances up into my eyes in search for some sort of reaction.

I was a blushing mess, and I was tense all over.

“I-I-I-I have to g-go.”

A look of disbelief and dread crosses across his blue orbs.

“W-Wha- why?”

He releases my hand, and looks up at me sadly.

Trying not to glance at him, I stutter out, “I-It’s getting late. I should g-get back home b-before it gets too late t-t-to see the roads.”

A look of understanding crosses over his features, and his usual grin reappears.

“Oh! If that’s the case, I can drive you home!”

My eyes widen as I shake my head frantically.

“N-No! That’s quite alright, I can manage! However, thank you so much for the offer!”

Alfred’s face fell once again as he sighs.

“Oh well, it was nice talking to you (Y/n) dude.”

He waves sadly, and turns around about to walk away, but I stop him by grabbing the fabric on the back of his costume.

“W-Wait.”

He turns back to look at me with surprise.

“Yeah?”

Looking to the side out of embarrassment, I will my dreaded blush to disappear.

“Look Al, you’re a pretty magnificent guy. I don’t want to lose contact with you completely.”

Before I had time to react, I was pulled into a warm, almost suffocating embrace.

“C-Can’t breathe!”

His eyes widen as he loosens his grip on me.

“Whoops, sorry about that dude. Do you really mean what you just said?”

I nod. “Every word.”

Laughing, he takes my chin between his fingers, and draws my lips to meet his. My eyes turn to the size of saucers, and my body goes ridged.

The people who walked past, gave us weird looks, but I ignored them as I kissed Alfred back.

The kiss was sweet, gentle, and completely magical.

When he pulled away, I pursed my lips in a pout, causing him to laugh.

“You’re too cute (Y/n).”

Blushing even darker, I hit him playfully. “H-Hush. Boys don’t like being called cute.”

He chuckles and places another gentle peck on my lips before pulling away completely.

“You’re going to have to leave now, so here’s what I’ll do.”

Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out a waded piece of paper and a pen, then begins scribbling something on it.

Once done, he slips the pen back into his pocket, then wraps an arm around my waist drawing me against him.

He leans down for another kiss much to my pleasure.

During the brief kiss, he slips his hand into my back pocket, and places  the paper into it.

Before he pulls it out however, he squeezes my butt quickly, causing me to squeak in surprise.

Chuckling, he draws away.

“I hope to see you soon my awesome (Y/n)!”

He turns around, and begins to walk away, leaving a flustered me behind.

Curiously, I reach into my pocket, and remove the paper. Unfolding it, I began to read his note.

‘Sup dude!

       I really enjoyed our day together, it was awesome! Just like you babe. My number is (607) 356- 6746.

                                Call me!’

Chuckling, I tuck the paper away. Maybe, just maybe I’ll comply with his request later.