Arthur and Mikhail

Arthur shook in the other's arms.
The men outside came to the window, one of the trying to step in.

(Yep! and it's so cute and gay and funny and just amazing. Gahhhh, I'm low key screeching right now)

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"A-Arthur…?" Mikhail whispered, worried when the other shook in his arms.

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(Okay, okay, what episode are you at?)

(I forget, :P)
Arthur whimpered in fear, pressing closer to Mikhail.

(Lol okay then, but finish quickly because I need to fan girl about it with someone)

"You okay…?" Mikhail asked, knowing he himself wasn't okay at all.

(I'll probs finish it tonight..)
"no…" whimpered Arthur, having a panick attack, despite that fact that the ment had left.

(Okay then!)

Mikhail quickly opened his eyes and looked at Arthur, becoming worried. "What's wrong?"

"Th-they were a-after me…." he whimpered quietly, pointing to the arrows.

"They were probably after both of us." Mikhail mumbled, kissing Arthur's forehead.

Arthur clung to him, still terrified.

"It's okay." Mikhail mumbled, kissing all over Arthur's face.

Arthur whimpered softly, melting into his grip.

"You're okay," Mikhail mumbled, pressing one last kiss to his forehead.

Arthur nodded, pressing into him, still trembling.

Mikhail kept mumbling words of assurance to him, trying to get him to calm down.

Arthur eventually calmed, but he was still tense and on edge.

"Feeling better now?" Mikhail asked.

"A-A little…" he said softly.

Mikhail nodded, hugging him tightly.

Arthur snuggled against him.

Mikhail also snuggled into him.

"Wh-what do W-we do wh-when they c-come b-back?" He asked nervously.

"We run…?" Mikhail quietly suggested, not sure himself.

Arthur stayed quiet, his attitude mirroring the other's attitude.

Mikhail also stayed quiet, burying his neck in Arthur's neck.

Arthur sighed, hugging him tightly.

Mikhail hugged back, still not talking that much.

(We need to make them move….)