Arthur and Mikhail

Arthur buried his face in the other's neck, what if they come for you?" he asked quietly, "Or me….?"

"Then we can make a run for it," Mikhail replied quietly.

Arthur looked up at him, "What if they come before we have a chance to run?"

"I'll kill them," Mikhail mumbled, looking at Arthur.

Arthur nodded, resting his head on the other's chest, having missed his touch.

Mikhail kissed his forehead before resting his head on the others shoulder.

Arthur leaned heavily against the other, still shaken from yesterday.

Mikhail stayed quiet as he kept thinking over of what happened last night. God I hate myself.

Arthur eventually tugged him to the bed, still suffering from a hangover, and feeling a bit under the weather.

Mikhail didn't object, letting him do whatever he wanted.

Arthur tugged him down, curling up against him pulling a blanket over himself.

(Sorry about that!)

Mikhail let out a small sound of surprise, also pulling a blanket over himself.

Arthur sighed in contentment, relaxing around the other's warmth and scent.
(No worries! I knew you'd come back eventually!)

(Thanks for understanding!)

"So, are we just going to stay like this for the whole day?" Mikhail asked. "Because, I'm perfectly fine with this." He added on.

Arthur made no reply other than to wrap his arms 'round the other's waist and hug him tightly.

Mikhail chuckled and hugged back, sighing as he kissed Arthur's head. "I'm taking that as a yes."

Arthur smiled, humming quietly.

Mikhail also smiled, letting Arthur do whatever he wanted to do.

Arthur eventually fell asleep again, cuddling into the other.

Mikhail was playing with Arthur's hair while he was sleeping, also eventually falling asleep.

(aaand time skip?)

(Yep.. When to?)

(When one of them wakes up?)

(Yeah….. who's more likely to wake up first?)

(I honestly don't know)

(Uhm… Probably have Mikhail wake up first…)

(Okay then)

Mikhail groaned softly when his head started pounding, instantly regretting drinking so much last night. He cautiously let go of Arthur and got into a sitting position, putting a hand near his forehead.

Arthur stirred when the other moved whimpering softly.

Mikhail glanced at Arthur and quickly kissed his cheek, wondering why he was whimpering.

Arthur quieted at his touch, curling a little more into himself.

Mikhail stayed beside Arthur for a while, not sure if he should get up or not.