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(Arthur's POV)
"____! ____! No! Please don't leave me!" I fell to my knees, begging for my beloved.
I don't know why she left me with the children. What did I do wrong? I was just trying to be a good father... Am I not enough?"
Is it because I can't tell her my feelings?
"Haah...!" I got up from the bed as I panted heavily "A dream?" It was my first time having a nightmare like that, Why am I afraid? my heart is throbbing so fast. When I looked down at the bed, ___ wasn't there, Only the children, sleeping peacefully. I'm glad I didn't wake them.
I left the room as fast as I could. I had to see ____. to know that it really WAS all just a dream. I saw her in the kitchen, leaning on the pale granite bench top. She was reading some papers, work probably. As soon as I approached her, I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her. She dropped the papers in shock.
Why is she not responding? She never kisses me back, and she never pushes me away. Is she numb or just pretending that she's not realizing it? As I pull away, my emerald eyes searching her (e/c) ones, she places her hands on my cheeks, a calculating look on her face.
"Do you have a fever? You're acting strange" I want her warm hands to touch me.
"Let me guess... You had a nightmare?" That smile is the only one I need.
"Y-Yeah..."
"You overworked yourself yesterday. You should take a rest, or you'll have nightmares again. If you like, I'm happy to take care of your work, I'm almost finished mine. I don't have much to do!" she said. Her voice is all I need to hear.
She hugged me. She's really a caring woman; I could be the happiest man on Earth if I could have her as my wife.
"Just help me check them, that's all" I rested my forehead on hers and kissed her for the last time and tried to sleep again.
"____! ____! No! Please don't leave me!" I fell to my knees, begging for my beloved.
I don't know why she left me with the children. What did I do wrong? I was just trying to be a good father... Am I not enough?"
Is it because I can't tell her my feelings?
"Haah...!" I got up from the bed as I panted heavily "A dream?" It was my first time having a nightmare like that, Why am I afraid? my heart is throbbing so fast. When I looked down at the bed, ___ wasn't there, Only the children, sleeping peacefully. I'm glad I didn't wake them.
I left the room as fast as I could. I had to see ____. to know that it really WAS all just a dream. I saw her in the kitchen, leaning on the pale granite bench top. She was reading some papers, work probably. As soon as I approached her, I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her. She dropped the papers in shock.
Why is she not responding? She never kisses me back, and she never pushes me away. Is she numb or just pretending that she's not realizing it? As I pull away, my emerald eyes searching her (e/c) ones, she places her hands on my cheeks, a calculating look on her face.
"Do you have a fever? You're acting strange" I want her warm hands to touch me.
"Let me guess... You had a nightmare?" That smile is the only one I need.
"Y-Yeah..."
"You overworked yourself yesterday. You should take a rest, or you'll have nightmares again. If you like, I'm happy to take care of your work, I'm almost finished mine. I don't have much to do!" she said. Her voice is all I need to hear.
She hugged me. She's really a caring woman; I could be the happiest man on Earth if I could have her as my wife.
"Just help me check them, that's all" I rested my forehead on hers and kissed her for the last time and tried to sleep again.
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You swayed your head from left to right,looking for any sign of threat.
You faced the blonde man beside you,
“No sign of Arthur” you softly whispered to the blonde
The blonde man nodded and both of you began to walk out of your hiding place when,
“And where do you think your going?!”
An annoyed voiced boomed behind both of you.
“(name) I think it’s the right time to,RUN!”
And with that,the both of you dashed away from the angry brit.
Arthur was gaining between the both of you when you came to an intersection in the hallways.
Your blonde companion ran towards left
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-Bloody git! Don't call me "Iggy"! My name is Arthur! The British man growled, clenching his fist full of flour.
It has been a month since you and Alfred moved in to Arthur's mansion. It irritated you because the maids kept calling you "Mrs. Kirkland" and always made a bed for two in Arthur's room, knowing that you two sleep in separate rooms, Arthur alone in peace, and you with Alfred in a guest room.
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Sunshine blinding you from opening your eyes so you rolled over and felt something warm the ac was blowing cold air so you wrapped your self in the objects warm embrace your head started to throb and you relised you need an aspirin so you opened your eyes the best you could you saw white hair rubbing your eyes you noticed this wasn't your boyfriend it was...it was....
"Scheiße* my head" Crimson eyes met with (E/C) "(Y/N)!!!" He jumped up too fast and fell out the bed crawling to his knees and stared into your eyes crying out "ES TUT MIR LEID!*...Frau?"
You simply stood off the bed wrapped the sheets around your shivering naked form and
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