forum Arthur and Mikhail

Started January 19, 2019 by Deleted user

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Arthur sighed, What has become of me… Im just a stupid idiodic person…. why cant I get some peace???

"YOU FREAKING IDIOT. WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?! NO TEXTS FOR 24 HOURS, SCARS AND BRUISES EVERYWHERE. YOU COULD'VE DIED!" Alice yelled when she saw Mikhail's face. Mikhail rolled his eyes and glared at her. "Calm down, I haven't even had my coffee yet."

Arthur sighed, sinking into a pit of despair.
(Great he has depression too…)

(Lol, don't we all)

"Fine, but I am going to murder the second you're done drinking your coffee." Alice muttered before ending the call. Mikhail sighed and went to one of the cafes in the middle to get coffee.

(Thanks!)
Arthur had eventually fallen asleep again, all but forgetting about that strange door.

(Np!)

Mikhail sighed in relief when he could go home, he had managed to get even more bruises along with a few cuts throughout the day from fighting and from being an clumsy idiot in general. He walked over to the door and opened it, looking around to see if anyone was around before walking out of the door and heading towards his house.

Arthur suddenly qoke from his doze, a quick look around and he spotted the door from earlier fading away. Looking some more and he spotted Mikhail.
"What the heck were you up to?" Asked Arthur softly, not meaning to be heard.

Mikhail quickly looked up when he heard a voice and his eyes widened slightly. "What do you mean?" He asked, trying to play innocent even though his face said otherwise. There was a bruise blossoming near his jaw and he had a bit of blood running down the side of his face.

Arthur froze when Mikhail saw him. His entire bidy went into a state of panic as he tried to think of a way to respond.

Mikhail looked around nervously, it was the man from last night. What is he doing here? Wait, I forgot, he lives in the woods. Maybe I can let him stay at my house or something?

Arthur watched him warily, carefully, and shakily getting to his feet. dont shift dont shift… the self command reapeated in his head as he tried to slowly inch away.

"Y-You look horrible, do you want to stay at my house?" Mikhail blurted out, almost instantly regretting it. Someone stab me in the face.

Arthur still didn't answer. Since he was too focused on getting away. Inching a little further away from the tree he suddenly bolted, running as fast as he could, (which wasn't very fast since he was constantly tripping and stumbling over tree roots and such, plus his own feet)

Mikhail was a bit confused but walked after him, steadily picking up his pace. "Hey!"

Arthur picked up the pace, nearly running into 3 separate trees in successive order.

Mikhail ran past the trees and kept following him. "At least answer my question!"

Arthur noped out of that, and promptly bounced off a tree, then manged to trip and fall flat on his face in the dirt. Groaning he tried to get back to his feet, surprisingly he was a little out of breath too.

Mikhail quickly stopped running when Arthur fell down, he bent down and held out his hand for Arthur. "You okay?"

Arthur flinched away, trying to get to his feet but he was shaking so much he slipped on the mossy roots.

Mikhail quickly grabbed his arm and so he didn't slip and fall again. "Seriously, answer me, are you okay?"

Arthur tensed at the touch.. "I..im fine…." he said it shakily sitting up nervously, his face pale.
I cant even manage human contact anymore….

"You don't look okay, do you want to clean up at my house?" Mikhail asked, wiping off a bit of the blood from before.

"I….just.." Arthur tried to shake Mikhail's grip off of him, tensing even more by the second. He couldn't bring himself to meet Mikhail's eyes.