forum Arthur and Mikhail

Started January 19, 2019 by Deleted user

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Mikhail looked even more worried. "What's wrong?"

"Everything……" said Arthur softly… his voice all but panicked as he tried to calm down.

"What do you mean?" Mikhail asked gently, not sure what to do.

"Just…everything…." he shuddered as more memories washdd over him. Closing his eyes he tried to make it stop but tears came instead as he started to have a mental breakdown.

Mikhail put a hand on Arthur's back and smiled warmly at him. "It's okay." He muttered, still not having a clue of what he was supposed to do.

Arthur broke at that point, burying his face in Mikhails shoulder as he broke down in shaking tears.

Mikhail gently rubbed his back as he hugged Arthur, murmuring every now and then. "It's okay, I'm right here."

Arthur both tensed and melted into it, unsure of how else to act as he had already snapped.

Mikhail wasn't sure what he was doing either, but he kept doing what he was doing.

Arthur finally calmed himself, pulling away his face was flushed with embarrassment. "I I'm sorry about that….." he said softly… trying not to make rhis any weirder.

Mikhail looked away while blushing furiously, curse him and his stupid instincts. "I-It's fine…"

"It's my fault…." said Arthur.. "Im the one who can barely function…."

"Nono, it's fine. We all have those moments…" Mikhail replied, wiping the blood from the side of his face again.

"Doesn't make it any less awkward…." said Arthur, noticing the movement, "What… what happened to your face??"

"Oh-uhm-nothing." Mikhail muttered, the bruise on his jaw had become worse now.

"That look's pretty bad" said Arthur shyly.

"It's fine," Mikhail insisted.

"ok…" said Arthur backing off, His face still red.

Mikhail looked around. "I should go. Also, you still haven't answered my question, do you want to stay and/or clean up at my house?"

"That'd actually be pretty nice…" said Arthur shyly and quietly, "If you don't mind that is…"

"Yea, that's perfectly fine. Just follow me." Mikhail stood up and wiped off the blood again before heading towards his house.

_{(Just wondering, when is Arthur going to be possessed?)}

_{(Oh, i'm an idiot. Srry about that)}

Arthur carefully got to his feet, noting that his cloak had gone missing somewhere as he followed Mikhail.

Mikhail put on his hood to hide his hair and his face as he walked rather quickly to his house, wondering if his dad was at the bar or waiting for him. I hope he's at the bar.