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Alfred was alone in the meeting room with Arthur, since everyone else left to go get lunch. Arthur was sitting across from Alfred, still wearing his scarf, teeth chattering. It was December in New York, and everyone was pissed at Alfred, since he forgot to mention that New York's winters were very cold.
Alfred didn't understand why. He was used to the cold. So when he showed up with just an unzipped hoodie and jacket, everyone stared at him, since they were wearing 10 layers of clothing.
Arthur just glared at his boyfriend as he took out his bagged lunch. No doubt it's just a bunch of hamburgers, he thought.
Arthur was correct, as Alfred took out seven hamburgers. After devouring them all, Alfred reached into the bag.
Arthur looked up from his salad. "Not another burger!"
"Don't worry, Iggy!" Alfred said after pulling out a candy cane. Arthur mentally facepalmed. Yet, it's still unhealthy for you.
Alfred unwrapped the candy cane, keeping his eyes on Arthur. He popped the candy cane in his mouth, his tongue curling around it. He held it by the hook, and moved it in and out slowly.
Arthur immediately looked down at his salad, cheeks burning. Oh God…not now. While Arthur was looking down, Alfred pulled the candy cane out with a loud slurping sound.
Arthur snapped. He grabbed Alfred's collar and pulled Alfred's lips to his, initiating a kiss.
When they pulled away, Alfred said with a mischevious smile, "I should bring candy canes more often." Arthur just nodded as a reply