Arthur and Mikhail

"Yeah…" said Arthur watching him curiously…

"So-yea-um-and I said I liked you too–What do you want to do about that?" Mikhail managed to stutter out, still not making eye-contact with Arthur.

"I… I have no idea……" Said Arthur softly, moving so that he was sitting crosslegged, facing Mikhail.

"Well-uh-do you want to be inarelationship?" Mikhail said the last part very quickly, finally mustering up enough courage to look at Arthur.

Arthur blinked… "Yeah…" his voice was nearly inaudible. "I'd like that…"

"Oh-um-t-that's great…" Mikhail mumbled shyly.

"So… uhm…" Arthur's voice was soft, "what do you wanna do about it?"

"I-um-don't know." Mikhail answered.

"Well…" Arthur thought about it, suddenly feeling a bit more confident than usual… "There's a lot of things we could do about it…." he trailed off.

(Pokey…)

(Srry!)

Mikhail looked at the Arthur, tilting his head slightly to the right in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"uhm…" Arthur blushed, shaking off his thoughts, "Depends…."

"Well, what were you initially thinking of?" Mikhail asked.

Arthur went bright red. "Uhmmmmm…."

"You don't have to say it if you don't want to." Mikhail quickly said.

Arthur sighed, taking a deep breath, "Ikindasortawantedtokissyou….." he said quickly, his voice a bit high pitched and clearly nervous.

The only thing Mikhail said was. "Oh…" His face turned red again. OH. oH.

Arthur shrunk back, his face a deep red by now, wondering what Mikhail thought of him right now.

…He wants to kiss me…..? Am I finally going crazy? Mikhail quickly looked away, muttering a small 'sure.'

Arthur froze at that, turning slightly to look at Mikhail.

Mikhail didn't say anything and kept staring at the floor next too him, his face was still a bright red.

Arthur inched a bit closer to Mikhail, tense, nervous, but somehow brave enough at the same time.

Mikhail lifted his eyes off the ground but not completely, he was still staring at the wall.

Arthur manged to inch up next to Mikhail, he felt like his heart would burst out of his chest at any moment.

(pokey)

Mikhail finally managed to look at Arthur, his face still a bright red as he moved just a bit closer, feeling like his heart would burst out of his chest at any moment.

Arthur hesitantly reached out for him, apprehensive at first, then he suddenly wrapped his arms around the other, kissing him and quickly pulling away, having shocked both himself, and the spirit in the back of his head.

Mikhail's face turned even redder (if that's possible) as he stared at Arthur. He didn't know what made him do it but he gently kissed Arthur again, wrapping his arms around his neck.

Arthur sunk into his kiss, his arms hesitantly pulling the other a bit closer.

Mikhail practically melted into the kiss, his heart still beating loudly.