As you two finally reached your house, Arthur finally lifted his head up. He curiously looked at your _(color) house and your slanted _ (color) roof. It was a nice and cozy little house, and fit to your perfect needs. I mean, you were the only one living there after all.
"Well, here we are!" you smiled cheerfully. Arthur glanced over at you, and slightly nodded his head. They poor boy, his family was terrible to him. And now he had to stay the night with you, someone that he just met. It's not like you were a bad person or anything, but you didn't know him well. Now that you thought about it, all you knew about him was that he has a douchey dad and brothers who outshone him.
You opened your _ (material ex: wooden, glass) door and stepped inside of your little home. The wooden floor was hard and cold as you both stepped inside. The carpet in the center of this room was a _ (adjective) _ (color), and very fuzzy. On top of that was your _ (material) coffee table, with a couple of old newspapers and a mug of tea that you left from this morning. The couch and recliner matched, both a _ (color) color. Your _ (color) rice paper lamp stood beside the comfy recliner. To the left of all of that was your TV, placed right above your _ (color) fireplace made of _ (material). You sighed, thinking about the warm nights by the fire you spent every winter. The only problem, was that you had nobody to cuddle with as you watched the flames.
"I like it…" Arthur said with a small smile, "Can I set my stuff down?".
"Oh of course! Silly me!" you grinned. You didn't usually sound this excitable, but you were trying to make Arthur feel better. Returning home to his family every night must have been awful. So you had to make this a good experience for him.
Arthur sat his books down on the table, as you returned to your old thought about how you didn't know him that well. Smiling, you took his arm and pulled him onto the cringed.
"Ah…! Please _… I told you not to touch my arm…" he rubbed it and looked away. Great, two second in and you already managed to hurt him. There was a cold pause, as you thought of what to say and Arthur stared down at his left arm.
"I'm sorry, I forgot…" you apologized. Wow, that sounded careless. But you continued on. "I just got excited for a second… I was going to ask you what your hobbies were? Because I realized that we don't really-". You stopped yourself as you just saw Arthur staring at you with a blank look on his face. "Er… why don't I stop talking? Heh! Your turn!" you laughed nervously.
"Oh…" he began, tuning in again. "Well I guess I like to read…" he paused.
"What do you want to be when you grow up?" you chimed in, "Oh sorry! We're you not done? I'm sorry!". This was going terribly, you couldn't just shut up. What was wrong with you?
"No, it's fine," he shrugged, "I guess I want to be a police officer or an author."
"Really?" you calmed yourself down, "That's really cool.". You smiled slightly. "I think I want to be a _ (job) when I grow up, but I'm not sure. I might want to be a _ (different job).".
"Oh that's nice…" he replied, looking down at his legs. Looks like the conversation was over.
"Why don't I make you some dinner?" I asked sweetly after a couple of minutes.
"You really don't have to do that…" he said, getting up just like you had.
"No, you're my guest, so just relax. We can work on the project afterwards. Now what do you like to eat?".
"Oh, you don't have to go to all of that trouble for me…" he muttered, glancing away As more of his bangs fell onto his eyes.
. You rolled your eyes with a grin, "Yes I do, you're staying here for the night, so I have to be a good host. So how about some scones? Hm?".
A small smile appeared on his face. "Yes, that would be nice…".
"Perfect!" you beamed, then headed off to your little kitchen to cook.
Arthur's P.O.V.
I can't believe it, I was sitting here on _'s own sofa. Far away from my cruel family. I don't even know her that well… but from all of her kindness… I think I'm in love with her.
No! Wait! That's ridiculous! I mean, there is no way I could be in love with someone that I basically just met! Even if she's the sweetest person I know… beautiful too, with her soft _ (color) hair, and her shining _ (color) eyes…
I sighed, looking down at my feet. Everything just had to be so complicated. Besides… she'd never love someone like me anyway… I'm hideous, can't hold up a conversation, and my family would treat her terribly… I hope she'll get with someone worth her time, someone that will treat her well and be able to support her when they get married.
Just then _ came in, with her perfect smile and her cute little _ (color) apron.
She laughed and sat down next to me. "Here are your scones, I made them with strawberries, is that okay?" she chirped.
"Just fine…" I muttered. I picked up a scone and began nibbling on it. She really was a good cook.
"Well? What do you think?" _ cocked her head slightly to the side, "They may be a little overdone…".
"No, they're fine…" I curled up even more.
She frowned slightly.
Great, I made her feel worse. I just want her to smile, and more importantly, I wanna be the one to make her smile. Oh, only if she could think of me the way I thought of her. Then I'd be a much happier person, holding her in my arms.
Arthur's Daydream
I sighed happily as I shut the door of my sleek white car. It had been almost a year since I've seen _, and I missed her terribly. I had gone off to college, and the police academy so I could get a good job to pay for her and our baby _ (gender).
She must be lonely without me, because I told her that I wouldn't be home for another week. But I wanted to surprise her, and make her happier. And I'm sure _ (baby's name) missed me as well.
We had both moved into her small home, and cleared out the library for our little kid. I was also no longer in contact with my family, and everything was absolutely perfect. Well, except for the fact that I couldn't see her often. But I had something to make up for that, right in my pocket. Nervously, I patted it, making sure it was still there. Phew, it was.
I knocked on the door with a smile, waiting for _ to jump into my arms. She opened the door, cradling our sleeping 6 month old baby.
"Hello love," I grinned at her warmly, holding my arms out.
"Arthur!" she flung herself into my arms, as I laughed.
"It's been so long! I missed you so much!" she nuzzled my gray jacket.
I rubbed her back and hugged her tightly, "I missed you too,". I gave her forehead a small kiss.
Just then _ (baby's name) opened his/her shining green eyes, to look at his/her Mummy and Daddy. Oh how _ loved my eyes, and our baby had them too. She looked down and stroked his/her _ (your hair color) hair.
"I'm sure our little _ (baby's nickname) missed you too," she said, handing him/her to me.
"Did my baby boy/girl miss his/her Daddy?" I kissed his/her nose with a smile.
He/she returned the smile and muttered a small "Dada…". That was the first time I've ever heard him/her speak.
"Oh _ (baby's name)… Daddy loves you so much…" I closed my eyes and rocked the little boy/girl back to sleep.
"See, I told you," _ said, and placed a peck on my cheek. "Why don't we take _ (baby's nickname) to bed and cuddle on the couch?".
After putting my son/daughter to sleep, I cuddled up on the couch with _. "Mm, it's been so long Arthur, I was so sad that you said you'd be a week late. You little liar~." _ crossed her arms and smirked.
"Aw, now don't you call me that~." I smiled back, kissing her neck.
"Oh, but I will~" she gave me more access to her neck and turned her back to me "I'm a naughty, naughty girl~". Usually this would be the time that I would spank her, and make her follow "Daddy's" rules. This would then lead to sex, and blah blah blah. But I really wanted to give her the present.
"Oh _, not today alright…?" I sighed.
She frowned and turned back to me. "Why? What's wrong…? You always want to have sex with me…".
"Well, it's just, I have something to tell you…" I said nervously. This was not the way I wanted it to go.
"A-Arthur…" she shivered "A-are you… w-with someone else…?".
My eyes widened "No! No! Of course not! No, look… I've been wanting to tell you this for a while now… I love you so much, and I've made my decision… now it's all your decision…". I slowly got off the couch and onto one knee, pulling the thing out from my pocket. This was finally it. I opened the box, looking at her like a hopeful little child, begging his Mum for candy.
"Will you marry me…?" I revealed a shining silver ring, with a beautiful _ (jewel) in the middle.
_ gasped and covered her mouth, tears of joy filling her eyes. "O-oh Arthur! Yes! Yes I will!" she pulled me close, crying happily into my shoulder. "Arthur… Arthur…"
"Arthur? Arthur? Hey?". I was woken from my day dream by _, shaking my shoulder. "Are you okay?" her face looked concerned.
"Yes, I'm fine…" I looked down at my shoes. Daydreaming again. She kept the slight frown on her face.
"Well, it's getting late, we can work on the project tomorrow. Why don't we head off to my bed? I mean, er, if it's okay that we sleep together…".
A small blush rose to my cheeks as I nodded my head. Oh boy… I just know something awkward is going to happen.
