Eyeglasses

Arthur sat patiently in front of me, as I try my best to draw him. I want him to like it. But I can't get it right. There's something about Arthur that is different. I try over and over to draw Arthur, erasing some parts off and trying again, but I just can't get it right.

I stopped and looked at it, staring at it and glancing up at Arthur.

"Wow, that's really amazing…" Arthur said, leaning over my sketch book and looking at the picture.

I felt my face grow hotter, "No, it isn't." I said, not satisfied with the drawing.

Arthur sat next to me and gently took my hand into his. "It is. You're a good at drawing Alfred, how come I never you could draw so well?"

I sighed, "It's okay I guess, but there's something-" I stopped myself, "I've…I've been drawing since I was young."

"Alfred, it's really good. I can't even draw that well." Arthur told me gently. "That's a long time to draw Alfred; you must really like to draw, hmm?"

"Yeah…I do. I've always wanted to draw you…" I admitted bashfully, closing my sketch book.

Arthur kissed me gently, "You're so sweet Alfred."

I stared down at my feet, and he gently took a hold of my chin and brought me into another kiss. This one was more different, it was more passionate. And as Arthur wrapped his arms around my neck, I hesitantly wrapped my arms around his waist. "Hmm," Arthur hummed, and then gently pulled away.

"Eww…" a high, childish voice said in disgust. Both me and Arthur looked at the doorway, and saw his little brother Peter standing in the doorway. "I did NOT want to see that!"

"P-Peter, when did you get home?"

"Just now." Peter answered simply. "I was gonna ask you something, but never mind." And with that, Peter left.

"Sorry, love, he always walks in on me."

"I-It's okay…" I guess… I thought, but there was no way I would let Arthur hear that.

Both of us sat in an awkward silence. "You're being awfully quiet, aren't you Alfred?" Arthur asked me coolly.

I thought about what he said, tilting my head to the side. "I'm sorry…?"

I watched as Arthur rolled his eyes, but I saw the small smile on his lips, even if he was trying to hide it, I could see it. "And you say I'm cute." I said a wide smirk on my face.

"Well, you better quiet down." Arthur warned.

"Or whaaat?" I asked childishly, drawing out the word.

Arthur leaned forward and pressed lips onto mine. "Or that, you git." I smiled widely, staring into his green eyes. "Then maybe I should talk more, if that's the way you're going to shut me up."

He sat next to me, staring into my eyes. I couldn't tell what he was thinking or read his expression.

"W-What is it Arthur?"

The silence continued as he stared into my eyes, until he said, "You look so different without your glasses Alfred…"

Arthur held either side of my face, and I blushed, "Well, Arthur, everyone who wears glasses with or without them on, of course they'd look different."

Arthur nodded his head, "Yeah, that's right… You just looked so much younger and innocent without them on… Not to mention adorable~"

My blush deepened, "So you like me better without my glasses?"

Arthur let the answer sink in, and there were a few moments full of silence, "I think you look cute with or without them on." Arthur nodded, and smiled gently at me, resting his hands back onto the bed.

I moved my hand a little closer to Arthur's, and let out pinkies touch, just this little gesture let my heart flutter. I waited a few more moments before I took his hand into mine. I stared at Arthur's hand, and held it delicately, before I leaned in and kissed him on the lips, letting it linger for a few seconds.

"Arthur! I need help with my homework!" You could hear Peter whine across the hallway.

Arthur got up and drew in a breath, as Peter continued whining.

"Is he always like that?"

"Yes, every bloody school day, I have to help him with his homework." Arthur explained.

"Why doesn't he ask Scott, or Dilan?" I questioned, suddenly feeling tired.

"As if they would help him! Arseholes never do." Arthur complained loudly.

I smiled, "Well it's nice of you to help him then! Just like an older brother should do!" I watched as his face turned beet red, and he cleared his throat. "I-It's not like it's much anyway..."

"It's still nice of you!"

Arthur nodded timidly, before he quickly made his way to Peter's room. "What is it now Peter?"

"I don't get these math problems!" Peter complained.

"Math again? You know I'm rubbish at math..." Arthur mumbled, "Oh wait! Alfred, you're good at math, aren't you?" he suddenly exclaimed.

"Uh... Yeah, I suppose I'm alright with math..."

"Can you help me with these then?" Peter asked me, hope in his voice.

I looked over the math equations, "Yeah, those are easy. Quite easy to learn."

"Really! 'Cause I don't get it at all!"

A/N I think this was a bit harder to write for some reason, stupid writer's block... Was the chapter alright?

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