One more week and I’ll be out of school. Yay!!
I know it’s my first time in AO3 but why the hell is the end notes playing a trick on me?
Okay, sure. Arthur can attest that Alfred has a handsome face; his eyes as blue and clear as the ocean and the sky, his hair as if kissed by sunlight, his skin ever so tan, even if London weather isn’t enough for him to have such complexion – a genetic thing, maybe? He is physically attractive but his attitude is a whole different story.
If it weren’t for Alfred’s fans and status, Arthur would have probably punched him a long time ago.
japan: hey china
japan: do you wanna ride in my new subARU HAHA LOL
china: you fucking piece of shit I should have fucking left you in the fucking bamboo where I found you you stupid lil shit you are ungrateful and you bring dishonor to the entire family
Now working on chapter 2 oh yay!
Oh wait I forgot school
but I’m too lazy to do them so
“I hate how she treated me as if I’m a slave!” Arthur shoves a pint of ice cream to Alfred as he sits beside him on Alfred’s couch, rubbing small yet soothing circles on his friend’s back as they watch some sort of horror-comedy-romance film. “I loved her, and I thought she felt the same. Turns out she just fucking used me to get whatever girly shit she wanted and become Ms. Fucking Popular.”
If Arthur were to be honest with himself, Alfred is like one of those broken hearted teenage girls who have tubs of Ben & Jerry’s and boxes of tissues littered around their bedrooms, calling their best friend and having them comforted.
He can’t say “I told you so!” but he definitely wants to say “I told you so!”
“You’re a damn bastard, you know that?” Arthur chuckles. “You’ve been searching far and wide when all that you ever need is right in front of you.”
But of course, he never says it out loud.
I don’t think I can write anything as for this moment.
As much as I like to post a new chapter, I’m catching up some zzz’s. Unfortunately, I found myself in a weird sleeping habit.
Hopefully, I can fix that in no time.
Summary: Arthur Kirkland is an ordinary guy with ordinary dreams, and that is to finish his story. Alfred Jones is your typical prince waiting for something exciting to happen in his boring life. A cliche turn of events might be the only thing they’re both waiting for.