"Arthur?" You asked the blonde you were lying next to.
"Hm? What is it, _?" He asked back, turning himself to face you on the bed. You rolled on to your side and started running your fingers through your boyfriend's hair.
"Why don't you grow your hair out?" You fiddled some more with his golden locks as his expression turned into one of surprise.
"W-well, my hair just looks better this way..." He gave a slight nervous blush and looked away. You just smirked a bit.
"Ohh, but I think it would look sexy if you grew it out..." You bit your lip seductively at him.
"R-really, love, it looks awful when it's long..." He took your hand from his hair and played with your fingers a bit.
"But Iggyyy..." you pouted, using the nickname he loved hearing from you. "I love long hair..." In truth, you knew the shorter cut suited him. But this was so much fun. Especially when...
"Like Francis has..."
... you said that.
His fingers froze.
"Wh-what did you say _?" he stuttered.
"Don't worry too much about it, Arthur... I just think Francis has some hot hair... and the way he talks..." You rolled on your back. "I guess I like his accent kinda..."
You had him stunned, and irked.
"So..." He let out a deep chuckle. "You think Francis is hot?" He grabbed your wrists and forced them over your head, moving himself on top of you.
"We'll see about that, love."
He kissed you roughly, keeping your arms down with one hand and unbuttoning your shirt with the other. You smirked, getting exactly what you wanted from the Brit, and eagerly returning his lips' actions. Once he finished with the buttons, he started trailing kisses down your face, your jaw bone, your neck, until he reached the spot above your collar bone on your left side. He kissed and bit that spot, relishing in the sounds of your whimpers and moans.
"Mmm, you're loud today, aren't you, love?" he mumbled against your skin. He released his grip on your wrists, allowing you to pull him up for more kisses. You decided that you wanted to have some fun, so you bit his lower lip and, while he was caught off guard, you snaked your tongue in his mouth, fighting him for dominance, with him winning like always. He explored the inside of your mouth with ease, knowing every little spot in it like the sounds of his tea kettle when the water boiled.
Eventually, you both had to break away, panting like dogs for air. You licked your lips and inside of your mouth, enjoying the taste of tea that he left for you.
"Iggyy~?" You stared up at him cutely.
"Ah... yes, _?" he asked with a smirk.
"Keep the short hair... it's sexy when it's all messed up..." you said, pressing your forehead into his. He chuckled again.
"I love you, _," he laughed, pecking your lips.
"I love you, too, Arthur," you replied, snuggling into his shoulder.
