Arthur and Mikhail

Arthur curled up on the corner of the couch as he processed everything, yawning sleepily.

Mikhail kept shifting around, slowly waking up. I wanna go back to sleep

Eventually Arthur dozed off again, his face exposed as he leaned back in the corner of the couch, his red hair falling into his face.

Mikhail sighed as he got into a sitting position, rubbing his eyes as he looked around. He lazily got up before heading downstairs, forgetting that Arthur was in the house.

Arthur dozed peacefully, relishing the fact that he'd had a night of uninterrupted sleep.

Mikhail looked a bit surprised when he saw a body on the couch, slowly walking over to see who it was, sighing in relief when he realized it was Arthur. He went over to the kitchen to start making breakfast, still a bit sleepy.

Arthur eventually reawakened, sitting up again he noted the smell of food. Getting to his feet he wandered sleepily into the kitchen, his dark green eyes shadowed with contentment and sleepiness.

Mikhail realized Arthur was awake but didn't turn around. "Good morning, did you sleep well?"

"For once…" said Arthur leaning in the doorway.

"That's good. What would you like for breakfast?"

"Anything… I don't care" said Arthur coming in to sit down at the rable, resting his head in his arms. He was sitting at an angle so he could watch Mikhail. Now that I think about it he is kinda cute

"Okay then." Mikhail quickly finished making breakfast and handing a plate of food to Arthur. "There, I'm sorry if you don't like it."

"Don't worry about it" said Arthur through a mouthful. "Id honestly eat anything…"

Mikhail chuckled and took a bite of his food. "That's good."

Arthur munched hungrily, keeping one eye on Mikhail.

Mikhail quietly ate his food, not sure if he would have to fight people again today. I also have to take care of the bar tonight. Great.

"So… you got anything to do today?"

"I'll have to be at the bar tonight and I might have some work in the afternoon, I'll have to check."

"Mind if I tag along this time?"

"To the bar?"

"Later this afternoon" said Arthur, "And I think I should stay away from drinking… as far as I'm concerned it just made my issues worse…."

"Oh-uhm-well-I-uh-kind of want to keep that private. I promised my friends I wouldn't tell anyone about it…."

"Oh..OK" said Arthur, studying his plate for a moment as he got up to take it to the sink.

"Sorry…." Mikhail muttered awkwardly, also getting up to put his plate in the sink.

"It's ok" said Arthur, feeling awkward for having wanted to spend the day with this guy.

Mikhail looked outside, realizing he should probably head out by now. "I have to go now, bye." He said, quickly grabbing his cloak and walking out of the house.

Arthur watched him leave, sighing he sat back down on the couch. Am I being some kind of lovestruck fool??

Mikhail walked into the forest again, knowing Zyra was probably waiting for him. I fell for a guy who I met yesterday… What the actual fuck is wrong with me?

yes, yes you are
Leave me alone!
No.
please?
NO

Everything. Literally every-fucking-thing is wrong with me. I have blue eyes, which are already rare, then blue hair. ALSO, you can't forget the most important thing that everyone talks about. I'm gay. Yayyyy, my life is fucking miserable.