You sighed as you ruffled your hair. “You know Arthur, this could still take a while.” You said, leaning back so your head was upside down. He shrugged, taking another sip of tea and flicking to the next page of his book.
Turning back to your laptop, you continued typing for a bit longer. But due to the position you were in, you groaned and rolled your shoulders to try to loosen your tense muscles. Arthur glanced up as you rubbed down your back to the best of your possibility and smiled, an idea brewing.
“Come over here, I’ll do that.” He told you, cocking his head at you. “That’d be great Iggy.” You replied, grinning when he frowned at his nickname. “How many times....” he muttered as you sat down sideways on the chair next to him so he could get to your back.
First you took off your woolly jumper though, knowing it’d be more effective that way. His hands rubbed your shoulders and you closed your eyes relaxing instantly.
Humming slightly when he got the movement right, you leaned into his large hands as he worked down your back.
When he traced a finger down your spine to see how you’d react, you groaned slightly and he repeated the action. Then he traced a form on your back. “Love, which letter did I just ‘write’?” He asked softly, doing it again.
You shivered and concentrated on it. “The letter ‘I’. I think.” You turned your head to glance at him. “Am I right?” He nodded, his cheeks pink. You blinked, not knowing a reason for them to be that shade of red.
“What I am writing now?” He asked again, turning your head back. “Hmmmmm.....” you thought as his finger glided first down and then across your spine. “An ‘L’.”
You felt a circle on your skin. “’O’.”
A sharp angle. “’V’.”
Arthur’s heart beat faster as his plan drew to a close. “’E.’”
What if you’d reject him? “’Y’.”
He didn’t think he’d be able to handle that, I mean he’d liked you for so long. “’O’.”
“’U’.” You turned bright red.
He sat back in his chair. Too late to do anything about that now. “I-Is it true?” You whispered, biting your lip.
Chuckling sheepishly, he nodded, his ears burning. Slowly you turned towards him and beamed at him. You took his hand, facing it palm-upwards.
Closing his eyes, he smiled in true happiness at you answer.
Though your working space was smaller than his had been.
I luv u 2.