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"Lovey, I need you to come over real quick," said Arthur, your boyfriend, on the phone.
"What's the matter?" you asked.
"Peter seems to be a little down, I think,"
"Why? What happened?"
"He didn't get into the Christmas Carol singing auditions at school, and he's really sad. He's in his room as we speak, sulking and playing video games on his Tintendo,"
"That sucks," you sighed, genuinely feeling sorry for the little boy, "But why do you want me to come over?"
"I just..." he paused, "Thought he needed some cheering up... so..."
"So?" you asked, feeling amused by the tone of his voice.
Arthur usually was always viewed to be so critical and mean, even if well intentioned. He also hated to openly show kindness and gentleness, adding to the misunderstandings others have of him. But you knew him for a long time, so you were accustomed to his ways.
"So... I just thought I'd make some Christmas biscuits..." his voice trailed off, "For Christmas, obviously, not for that snotty kid,"
You laughed, "You hate being honest,"
"If you're going to come, then come quickly!" he scolded. You could almost see and hear him blush over the phone.
"Yes, yes!"
You immediately put on some presentable clothes and a jacket and went your way to the Kirkland household on (insert your preferred mode of transport). When you reached, you already found the door unlocked and ajar, so you allowed yourself in.
"Arthur! I've reached!" you called.
"Took you long enough!" he griped as he came to the door to receive you.
"Oh, this is the warmest welcome you've given me," you grinned at him.
"Come here, you," he beckoned with open arms, and you happily moved closer.
He pulled you in and wrapped you tightly in his arms, and you were snug like a hand in a glove. You giggled cheerfully and the Englishman stroked your hair.
"I'm so glad to see you after so long," he whispered, pulling away and kissing your forehead.
"We just saw each other the other day," you replied, returning his kiss with a kiss on his jaw.
"I wish I could see you every day," he grunted, still holding you in his arms.
"You should propose to me already,"
Arthur pulled away and looked at you for a moment. He then said, ruffling his hair, "With how cute you're being, I'm tempted,"
"I expect a proposal very soon," You poked his chest.
