Okay, I like the idea of writing little drabbles whilst on the bus. PLEASE let me know what you think. I'm new to and new to writing fic as well, so constructive criticism will result in more drabbles. Oh and story alert if you like becuase I plan to keep on adding to this, because I never run out of cute, fluffy scenarios to wish wee actually happening to me. Yeah I''ll shut up now. 3

Her teeth chattered as she slept, enclosed in his arms held tightly around her. He hugged her closer to his chest, watching the goosebumps remain prominent on her arms. Watching her sleep was always a silent pleasure of his, especially when she made her little purrs of sleepiness and subconsciously nestled in closer to the warmth of his chest. But not tonight; her fingertips frozen and her feet icy and lifeless. He couldn't take it any longer.

Arthur carefully peeled his arms from around her and slid out from under the covers. From the bed he strode purposefully to the dark timber cupboard opposite his writing desk. Seconds later he return to the side of the bed and draped a thick woolen blanket over Ariadne and the now-vacant space next to her. Her breath eased from its tense wheezes to smooth comfortable breaths as she warmed up. Arthur crawled in next to her as if he never left.

Ariadne felt the movement and drowsily peered into Arthur's eyes as he wrapped his arms back around her figure.

"Warm enough?" he murmured.

She rolled over to face his and pressed her body into his chest, brushing her lips onto his.

"I am now" she whispered into his neck.
-206

"Arthur, I don't know if I can do this…" she spoke as he exited the bathroom, combing his wet hair straight back as always. "I mean maybe meeting your mother isn't such a good idea. I'm not posh, or refined, or.."

"You are perfect and she will love you, just as I do" he interrupted her doubts.

She sighed. How could she argue when he seemed so proud to have her? "Alright, but I don't think I have anything to wear. I've still got a few hours before we meet her at the restaurant, I can run to a hire place and rent an evening gown" she babbled, trying to arrange her thoughts. Ariadne strode across the apartment to grab her keys and wallet when she felt Arthur's hands place themselves on her hips. He slowly span her around to face him and placed his lips gently upon hers. He took her hand in his and silently led her back to the bedroom.

"Now stay there and close your eyes" he said cheekily through a suppressed smile as he left her seated on the edge of the bed. He walked into his walk-in wardrobe and emerged with a single glossy bag with the side branded Chanel in the classic monochrome fashion. Still seated with her eyes shut, Ariadne fidgeted. "What is it Arthur, I don't have much time. The stores with close soon if I don't hurry"

"Open your eyes"

Ariadne opened her eyes to Arthur holding an ivory-coloured lace dress with fitted embroidery around the bust, and layered fabric to form the skirt. Her mouth fell open and her eye's widened. It was beautiful. She launched herself from the bed into Arthur, hugging him tight enough to suffocate. He chuckled and smiled into her embrace. As she broke away, he placed the dress into her hands.

"Size 8 I believe" he said with a smug look.

Ariadne ran her fingers along the lace, entranced by the dress's beauty. She turned it over to a corset laced back with a silky ivory ribbon.

"Arthur, I don't know what to say" she stammered.

"You don't need to say anything, just put it on and let me admire my choice" -368

-Buzz-

He arose from his bed and walked towards the door. Opening it to find a dripping Ariadne, he inhaled gently. She obviously walked her in the rain.

"What are you doing walking the streets at 3AM?" he fumed. "Do you know how dangerous that is in Paris?"

"Actually yeah, I live in the city too remember," she bit back. "But…..I had to come."

His piercing eyes stared into hers. It took everything in her to not break away. She inhaled violently. Volatile. Emotional.

"I'm sorry" she murmured only just audibly.

His grave expression faltered just slightly.

"I shouldn't have gotten angry. You were only thinking of my best interests. And you were right, so yes I'll go back to college when we finish the inception job" she mumbled into the ground.

He lifted her chin and kissed her deeply. "Come on, my bed never feels warm enough anymore without you there" he whispered. -154