Arthur and Mikhail

He seems like he doesn't want to talk but I know he's clearly lying….What do I do???? Mikhail sighed. "Okay then."

Arthur looked up, "What's up with you?" he asked…

"Hm? What are you talking about?" Mikhail asked, tilting his head just a bit to the right in confusion.

"You seemed a bit out of sorts…." said Arthur softly.

"Oh, sorry about that then." Mikhail replied.

why is he apologizing?? thought Arthur confused.

I just apologized….what the actual fuck is wrong with me? Mikhail thought, blushing a bit in embarrassment.

Mikhail didn't even try to move his hair as it fell over his face, replacing the left side of his face with his messy silver-blue curls.

Arthur couldn't look away, as he felt himself get redder and redder by the second.

This is probably why I don't have any friends. Mikhail thought, looking away awkwardly.

Mikhail looked up when he heard a loud thump and quickly went upstairs. Did he fall again? He thought, quickly opening the bathroom door since that was where his dad had fallen the most times.

Arthur flopped over, curling up into a tight ball as he tried to think about what was happening just as soon as Mikhail left the room.

Mikhail instantly went over to his dad who was indeed on the floor, wincing in pain as he held his leg. "How did you fall this time?" He asked worriedly, quickly helping his dad get into a sitting position with his back against the wall. "I think I might've broken or twisted my leg." George mumbled.

Arthur lat there, trying to sort things out in a stunned, half-panic. I thought I had enough to deal with??? Love was not on my agenda…. how do I even know it's real??
You're an idiot, you know that right?
You are the least helpful sentient being in this entire realm!!!

"Let's get it checked." Mikhail muttered, helping George get up and helped him get downstairs. Normally, he would have healed anyone that had gotten hurt but he didn't want to risk his dad knowing he had powers, especially when he was like this. George nodded and let Mikhail help him get out of the bathroom and downstairs.

Arthur tensed when he heard two, awkward pairs of feet coming down stairs. ohnoohnoohnoohnoohno he nearly went full on panic.
idiot

Mikhail glanced at Arthur and tried to smile at him. "Sorry, you don't need to worry about this. You can stay here or go, or do whatever you want." He said, quickly putting on a cloak before heading towards the hospital.

(Lol sure)

Mikhail sighed as he quickly walked to his house, the doctors had said he would need to stay in the hospital for some reason so he was going to be alone with Arthur now. Well great. It's going to be so awkward. But what if he left? He probably left, didn't he?

Mikhail opened the door to find Arthur asleep on the couch, quietly closing the door and putting his cloak away. Why is he so cute when he's asleep. God damn it. I'm not falling for him, am I?

Arthur alept peacefully for once, no nightmares, no terrorizing memories and flashbacks.

Mikhail went upstairs to sleep, flopping down on his bed and falling asleep almost immediately.

(Timeskip??)

(Ye)

Arthur awoke slowly for once, immediately cofused when he realized he hadn't passed out on ghe forest floor for once.

(bump)

(Srry about that)

Mikhail was still sleeping, his body was sprawled out over the bed and the sheets covering his body. He usually woke up a bit late in the mornings and was also a bit grumpy.

Arthur sat up sleepily, his brain still mostly asleep as he tried to process his unfamiliar surroundings.

No worries!))

Mikhail shifted around a bit, not wanting to get up at all.