You watched happily as Arthur paced up and down, his eyebrows twitching in irritation. It was a rare state that you’d found him in, especially as neither Francis nor Alfred were around.
“What’s eating you?” You murmured, gazing as he made a sharp turn before he hit the opposite wall.
Arthur shivered, chewing his lip as his hands clutched at each other. “Just something unimportant love.”
Rolling your eyes, you pushed your cheek into the palm of your hand. “If it was something so unimportant you wouldn’t be pacing, would you now?”
He paused for a moment, a disgruntled look on his face as he realised you were right. Then he sat himself next to you, the sofa’s cushions shifting under his weight. You nudged closer to him and snuggled into his neck, your arms around him.
“Now what’s wrong eh?” You muttered, nuzzling into his jaw. “You can tell me you know.” The blond tensed, one of his legs now jiggling up and down. He dragged a hand through his messy hair in frustration.
“We’re out of tea.”
You blinked. Was that really what had gotten his panties in a twist? What started off as a chuckle turned into full-blown laughter that had you collapsed onto him. He blushed and stuck out his bottom lip.
“Tea’s serious business!” That only cracked you up more and you gasped for air, holding your aching sides.
Gently he stroked your hair as you took advantage of the fact that you were lying on his lap and hugged his stomach. Still giggling slightly, you sat up and pecked his lips. “Still tea can’t be that important. Or are you that addicted to it?” You teased, poking his nose once.
He pouted and looked away from you. “I just like it okay.” He said gruffly and you grinned, settling yourself more comfortably on his lap.
“Let’s put it like this, would you rather have all the tea of the world or me?” You knew it was an evil question to ask, but you felt like teasing him. For once he seemed quite
conflicted and he stared at you in distress, his brows touching each other on his forehead.
You scoffed in disbelief and tried to climb off him. His arms wrapped around your waist and he pulled you back against his chest.
“I can’t believe it...” you muttered to yourself. True you’d asked the question first, but still you didn’t think that tea, of all things had a space in your boyfriend’s heart.
“I’m joking of course.” You looked up at him with wide eyes. “You mean it?” Nodding and smiling warmly, Arthur rested his forehead on your shoulder. “Nothing could ever compare to you love.”
Feeling so indescribably warm inside, you hugged him back. “That’s so sweet of you!” Blushing, he huffed slightly to cover his embarrassment.
“But not nearly as sweet as you, my love.”