Arthur and Mikhail

(okay, we need drama of some sort…)

(Umm, maybe the people at the headquarters are going to try to get in contact with Mikhail to see if he has killed Arthur yet or not?)

(Perfect… time to destroy their peace)

(Lmao, you wanna start?)

(Sure)

Arthur had dozed off in the other's arms again, happy to have him back, despite the nagging worry that the other's organization would come after him.

Mikhail was startled awake, almost falling off the bed, he had had a nightmare about the people from the headquarters coming in and killing Arthur and George.

Arthur stirred when the other jolted, opening a sleepy eye to look up at him, "you okey?" he mumbled.

Mikhail glanced at Arthur and nodded, not really sure if actually was okay or not. "Yea, I'm fine, sorry I woke you up."

Arthur hummed quietly, too sleepy to be really worried, as he reached out to hug the other.

Mikhail let out a sound of surprise, but didn't object as he hugged back.

Arthur snuggled against the other's chest contentedly, not noticing the shadow that swept past their window.

Mikhail did though, considering his eyes were wide open. What's that?

Arthur had snuggled against the other again, his arms locked around his middle.

Mikhail wrapped his arms around Arthur, burying his face in Arthur's neck.

Arthur let out a curious hum, but didn't question it.

Mikhail tightened his hold just a bit, feeling like Arthur would disappear if he let go or messed up on something somehow.

Arthur snuggled into his hold contentedly.

Mikhail kept quiet, closing his eyes again.

The shadow flicked over the window again, and a pair of eyes peaked in.

Mikhail opening his eyes just a bit, flinching and almost screaming out loud.

The owner wore mainly black, peering in.

Mikhail shut his eyes, hiding behind Arthur and hoping this was just a dream.

Arthur felt the other tense up, and opened his eyes to hug him, he was just about to say something when Discordion gave him a warning, and a shield whipped up.

Mikhail kept his eyes shut, not wanting to open his eyes as he kept his arms around Arthur.

Arthur had tensed up in fear, staring at the several arrows his shield had deflected.

Mikhail also tensed up, tightening his hold on Arthur just a bit.

(Aksfraoglkndlga, I just finished a podcast and it is so cUtE!)

(What's it called?)
Arthur twisted, clinging to him, terrified.

(The Two Princes, it's on Spotify)

Mikhail also clung to him, keeping his eyes shut tight.

(I was listening to that last night!! Is it completed?)