I Just Want A Cute Romance RP That Won't Die In A Week IS THAT SO MUCH TO ASK FOR??

He felt Arthur's eyes on him but didn't say anything. What was there to say?

"You okay?" Asked Arthur slowly.

"Just dandy." He scoffed sarcastically.

Arthur sighed, "Need a hug?" He asked, his vouce tentative and quiet.

He visually broke a little, his walls coming down just enough for his vulnerability to be known. "Yeah…"

Arthur saw it, scooting close enough to wrap him up in a hug, trying not to let his own broken core show.

He gladly accepted it, hoping that if he hugged tight enough he could trick his brain into thinking he had Michael back.

Arthur sensed the other's need, and hugged him tighter, trying not to break himself.

He forced his walls back up, knowing if he kept them down for too long that he'd shatter. He'd kept himself together for so long, he couldn't break now.

Arthur felt the other close himself off again, almost as if he didn't want to feel pain..

It was easier to shut everyone out than to explain to them what was going on in his head. It helped him bottle up the pain, he knew that much.

Arthur knew from experiience that you couldn't shut out pain forever… it would only destroy you if you tried..

He already destroyed himself from the inside out, what would a little more pain do? Nothing. At least, that's what he thought.

Arthur sighed, worrying for the other.

He did appreciate the company of the other though. It made him feel a little less lonely in his isolated world.

Arthur loosened his hold, leaning comfortably against the other, thinking.

He smiled, just the smallest bit. He had forgotten how nice it felt to just have someone nearby.

Arthur spotted it, giving the other a mischievous grin, God… he's handsome….. Correction… HOT is a better term… he thought.
Somebody's falling hard and fast….
SHUT IT!!

His eyes flicked to Arthur and his smile widened just a little. "You know, it's considered rude to stare."

Arthur immediately looked elsewhere, a blush creeping up his cheeks.

He chuckled softly, shaking his head. He's precious. Well hello gay thoughts, nice to see you again. Well hello annoying voice in my head. I'd say it's nice to see you again but it really isn't.

(Oh so he has those issues? Arthur simply has a spirit living in the back of his head…)

Arthur blushed even more at the laughter, Idiot…..
You are an idiot. A gay idiot at that.

(Yeah, all the trauma from his childhood kind of made him go a little insane to the point where he started hearing voices.)

He just smiled at his blush. He's cute. Like, really cute. You're a gay dork. Yes, I'm aware of that. I've been aware of that. Get with the program!

(LOVELY!! Arthur would have the same problem, but the spirit in his head keeps getting rid of them. Whether out of jealousy or protectiveness we will never know.)

Arthur sighed, absentmindedly snuggling against the other, lost in thought again.

(I don't know if that 'lovely' was supposed to be genuine or sarcastic. I'm gonna go with genuine because you seem like a nice person.)

Arthur sighed, absentmindedly snuggling against the other, lost in thought again.

He wrapped his arm around him, just watching him think. His eyes are really pretty…

(I don't know if that 'lovely' was supposed to be genuine or sarcastic. I'm gonna go with genuine because you seem like a nice person.)

(Definitely genuine, but mostly cause I'm an evil writer…)