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You put your apron on and started cooking. Arthur on the other hand, watching TV. 'A rain tomorrow...? That sucks...' he thought irritatedly. He planned that he'll go somewhere far this Saturday but it will gonna rain tomorrow inevitably.
"Wait a minute... the kid version of __ looks so familiar..." he mumbled to himself. He secretly opened up your old photo album.
"Nah, Maybe I'm just tired..." he sighed. He was curiously thinking about something important. He gave up, he thought that he'll never meet that little girl again.
After a moment, Alfred came busting the door open. The weather forecast was a little bit late, it already started raining, a hard one on the top of that.
"__! bring me some towel!" Alfred shouted, he was soaking wet.
"Wait a moment!" you replied and rushed upstairs to get him a towel. The rain sure was hard, a typhoon coming? Oh don't.
"Here." you gave the towel to Alfred. The wind outside was blowing fiercely, trees were swaying as if they were ready to pull out from the land.
"I planned to go to play basketball tomorrow." he sighed. You three started to ate dinner.
"Arthur, you didn't helped __ at cooking right?" Alfred said as he shoved the spoon into his mouth.
"No, but I want to."
"It's the end of us siblings if you cook." he teased.
"What did you say huh, you fatty-gluttonious wanker!"
"Well well, I can cook alone so it's fine."
Didn't worked, they continued fighting.
"Oh yeah, __." Alfred called.
"Yes?"
"Will you let sleep eyebrows in your room?"
"E-Excuse me...?!"
"I don't want someone who's snoring all night."
"Snoring?! Isn't that you?!"
"I don't hear anything~" Alfred covered his ears.
"Brother, you should just let him in your room. I'm a girl, I need some privacy."
"__...! are you being mean to brother...?!"
"I-It's not like that!"
"You fat, don't you dare to snore tonight. And thanks for the food." Arthur stood up and left the dishes down to the sink. He headed upstairs to sleep. Arthur liked staying at your house sometimes, he was like a brother to you too but started to feel different about him since last month. Crush? oh god no...
It was time for you to sleep. You were already at your bed, lying by your side while tightly cuddling a pillow.
"C'mon! Why don't you get out of my head?!" you cried by yourself, thank god no one heard it. Next, you shouted using the pillow to cover your mouth. You were turning crazy. The door suddenly opened.
"__!" It was Arthur.
'What is he doing here at a time like this?!'
"Y-Yes?!" you sat up.
"Is there something happened? I'm sure I heard you screamed."
"N-Nothing...!"
He approached to you and stared at you for a moment.
"You have a fever?"
"Don't have."
"Oh well, goodnight." he quickly kissed your forehead and left.
"He... KISSED—me..." you remembered to lower your voice down.
"Wait a minute... the kid version of __ looks so familiar..." he mumbled to himself. He secretly opened up your old photo album.
"Nah, Maybe I'm just tired..." he sighed. He was curiously thinking about something important. He gave up, he thought that he'll never meet that little girl again.
After a moment, Alfred came busting the door open. The weather forecast was a little bit late, it already started raining, a hard one on the top of that.
"__! bring me some towel!" Alfred shouted, he was soaking wet.
"Wait a moment!" you replied and rushed upstairs to get him a towel. The rain sure was hard, a typhoon coming? Oh don't.
"Here." you gave the towel to Alfred. The wind outside was blowing fiercely, trees were swaying as if they were ready to pull out from the land.
"I planned to go to play basketball tomorrow." he sighed. You three started to ate dinner.
"Arthur, you didn't helped __ at cooking right?" Alfred said as he shoved the spoon into his mouth.
"No, but I want to."
"It's the end of us siblings if you cook." he teased.
"What did you say huh, you fatty-gluttonious wanker!"
"Well well, I can cook alone so it's fine."
Didn't worked, they continued fighting.
"Oh yeah, __." Alfred called.
"Yes?"
"Will you let sleep eyebrows in your room?"
"E-Excuse me...?!"
"I don't want someone who's snoring all night."
"Snoring?! Isn't that you?!"
"I don't hear anything~" Alfred covered his ears.
"Brother, you should just let him in your room. I'm a girl, I need some privacy."
"__...! are you being mean to brother...?!"
"I-It's not like that!"
"You fat, don't you dare to snore tonight. And thanks for the food." Arthur stood up and left the dishes down to the sink. He headed upstairs to sleep. Arthur liked staying at your house sometimes, he was like a brother to you too but started to feel different about him since last month. Crush? oh god no...
It was time for you to sleep. You were already at your bed, lying by your side while tightly cuddling a pillow.
"C'mon! Why don't you get out of my head?!" you cried by yourself, thank god no one heard it. Next, you shouted using the pillow to cover your mouth. You were turning crazy. The door suddenly opened.
"__!" It was Arthur.
'What is he doing here at a time like this?!'
"Y-Yes?!" you sat up.
"Is there something happened? I'm sure I heard you screamed."
"N-Nothing...!"
He approached to you and stared at you for a moment.
"You have a fever?"
"Don't have."
"Oh well, goodnight." he quickly kissed your forehead and left.
"He... KISSED—me..." you remembered to lower your voice down.
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