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"(Name)!" Peter exclaimed as he jumped into your arms for a hug.
You giggled and hugged the mini Arthur number two fondly, "How's my little Peter doing? Mr. Bushy Brows isn't being mean to you is he?"
Arthur scoffed and rolled his eyes at your comment, causing you to chuckle. "Well just between you and me-" Peter whispered before having his older brother yank him away from you.
"Okay, okay break it up you two," Arthur said sternly. You smiled and held the door open to have Peter run inside enthusiastically. "H-Hey! I've taught you better manners than that Peter!" he sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
You laughed, "Come on in Artie!"
His cheeks flushed, "D-Don't call me that!"
"Then Iggy?"
He groaned, "They're both horrible."
"Bushy Br-"
"Don't even finish that sentence."
You laughed as you led the way into the living room where Peter was happily playing with your pet dog, (p/n). Every Sunday, Arthur and Peter would hang out at your house. It was Arthur's only day off from work and meetings and he found spending time at your place much more relaxing than his home with his other brothers. Peter always came as well because he loved playing with (p/n) and your little cousins next door.
Arthur lingered by the door and you turned around in confusion, "Aren't you coming in?"
His cheeks turned a light shade of red as he glanced to the side, "I haven't seen you in a whole week and you barely greeted me a proper hello…"
You couldn't help but smile at his too stubborn personality. "Whoopsies, sorry about that Artie!" You laughed, "Uh…hi?"
He folded his arms and frowned at you, "Y-You know that's not what I mean!" Your mouth formed an 'O' causing the Brit to blush and walk past you hastily, "Oh n-neverm-"
You grabbed onto his arm just as he was about to walk by you and kissed him sweetly on the cheek, "Welcome back Artie~" You smiled up at him as you hugged him.
That was enough to get the Brit blushing and stumbling over his words. Even if you two have been dating for a while, he was always as red in the face and as nervous as he was around you like during the first weeks of dating. He wrapped his arms around you and gave you a short but sweet and deep kiss on the lips. He smiled softly at you with those emerald colored eyes that made your heart melt. He answered in that British accent that made your mind go crazy, "Thanks love, but this is the kind of greeting I meant."
Now it was your turn to be speechless. You covered your flushed cheeks as he chuckled and made his way into the living room. You stumbled into the kitchen, still embarrassed over the little scene earlier, to make some tea for Arthur and hot chocolate for Peter. You returned with some pastries and their drinks. "A hot cocoa for Peter," you handed the young blond his drink. "And hot tea for Artie because that's what you are, a hottie."
You loved seeing your boyfriend all hot and bothered and this was one way to get a good laugh. However, it had the opposite effect. Arthur chuckled and brought the teacup to his lips, "Careful love, if you drink tea that hot you're going to burn yourself."
You could have sworn that steam was coming from your face by how much you were blushing. You covered your face with the nearest pillow and tried your hardest not to fangirl while Peter almost choked on his hot cocoa.
"OHMYGOSH YOU TWO ARE SO GROSS!!!!"
"We're not gross! We're the cutest couple out there!" You argued causing the little boy to gag.
Arthur remained unfazed as he sipped his tea, "Oh really? Well what about you and Lily then? You two have been getting along rather nicely."
Peter froze as his face heated up, "W-W-W-W-W-Well that's-"
"Oh? Peter has a little girlfwwwiend?" You teased and wiggled your eyebrow suggestively.
"I DO NOT!"
Arthur scoffed, "Then why is it that you keep doodling her name all over your homewo-"
"OKAY FINE MAYBE I DO!"
"How cute!" You gushed out, "But I doubt you two are cuter than me and Iggy!" You snickered evilly as you held onto your boyfriend's arm tightly, much to his protest.
"We're waaaaay cuter than you and bushy brows!" Peter huffed proudly.
"Nope, we're cuter!" You argued, shaking your head in disbelief.
"We make better pick-up lines than you do."
"I have the best pick-up lines in the world! And how do you even know what pick-up lines are?!"
"Blah blah blah I can't hear you over how cute me and Lily are!" Peter said as he covered his ears and sang loudly.
"You must be mistaken because that's the sound of how cute me and Iggy are!" You exclaimed over his tone deaf singing.
"WE'RE CUTER!"
"WE'RE CUTER!"
"NO WE ARE!"
"WE ARE! YOU'RE NOT EVEN OLD ENOUGH TO BE DATING!"
"YES I AM!"
"NO YOU'RE NOT!"
"WE'RE STILL CUTER!"
"FOR GOODNESS SAKE YOU PICKED THE WRONG GAL TO MESS WITH PETER!"
Arthur groaned as he felt a major headache coming. "Bloody hell! I can't believe I'm spending my Sunday listening to you two fight about who looks cuter." He mumbled before standing up to walk towards the kitchen.
"Arthur! Where are you going?!" You exclaimed angrily, "Back me up!"
"If you need me, I'll be in the kitchen baki-"
"Oh gosh, not again!" You exclaimed as you fumbled to save your kitchen. "We talked about this before Arthur! Step away from the kitchen!"
You giggled and hugged the mini Arthur number two fondly, "How's my little Peter doing? Mr. Bushy Brows isn't being mean to you is he?"
Arthur scoffed and rolled his eyes at your comment, causing you to chuckle. "Well just between you and me-" Peter whispered before having his older brother yank him away from you.
"Okay, okay break it up you two," Arthur said sternly. You smiled and held the door open to have Peter run inside enthusiastically. "H-Hey! I've taught you better manners than that Peter!" he sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
You laughed, "Come on in Artie!"
His cheeks flushed, "D-Don't call me that!"
"Then Iggy?"
He groaned, "They're both horrible."
"Bushy Br-"
"Don't even finish that sentence."
You laughed as you led the way into the living room where Peter was happily playing with your pet dog, (p/n). Every Sunday, Arthur and Peter would hang out at your house. It was Arthur's only day off from work and meetings and he found spending time at your place much more relaxing than his home with his other brothers. Peter always came as well because he loved playing with (p/n) and your little cousins next door.
Arthur lingered by the door and you turned around in confusion, "Aren't you coming in?"
His cheeks turned a light shade of red as he glanced to the side, "I haven't seen you in a whole week and you barely greeted me a proper hello…"
You couldn't help but smile at his too stubborn personality. "Whoopsies, sorry about that Artie!" You laughed, "Uh…hi?"
He folded his arms and frowned at you, "Y-You know that's not what I mean!" Your mouth formed an 'O' causing the Brit to blush and walk past you hastily, "Oh n-neverm-"
You grabbed onto his arm just as he was about to walk by you and kissed him sweetly on the cheek, "Welcome back Artie~" You smiled up at him as you hugged him.
That was enough to get the Brit blushing and stumbling over his words. Even if you two have been dating for a while, he was always as red in the face and as nervous as he was around you like during the first weeks of dating. He wrapped his arms around you and gave you a short but sweet and deep kiss on the lips. He smiled softly at you with those emerald colored eyes that made your heart melt. He answered in that British accent that made your mind go crazy, "Thanks love, but this is the kind of greeting I meant."
Now it was your turn to be speechless. You covered your flushed cheeks as he chuckled and made his way into the living room. You stumbled into the kitchen, still embarrassed over the little scene earlier, to make some tea for Arthur and hot chocolate for Peter. You returned with some pastries and their drinks. "A hot cocoa for Peter," you handed the young blond his drink. "And hot tea for Artie because that's what you are, a hottie."
You loved seeing your boyfriend all hot and bothered and this was one way to get a good laugh. However, it had the opposite effect. Arthur chuckled and brought the teacup to his lips, "Careful love, if you drink tea that hot you're going to burn yourself."
You could have sworn that steam was coming from your face by how much you were blushing. You covered your face with the nearest pillow and tried your hardest not to fangirl while Peter almost choked on his hot cocoa.
"OHMYGOSH YOU TWO ARE SO GROSS!!!!"
"We're not gross! We're the cutest couple out there!" You argued causing the little boy to gag.
Arthur remained unfazed as he sipped his tea, "Oh really? Well what about you and Lily then? You two have been getting along rather nicely."
Peter froze as his face heated up, "W-W-W-W-W-Well that's-"
"Oh? Peter has a little girlfwwwiend?" You teased and wiggled your eyebrow suggestively.
"I DO NOT!"
Arthur scoffed, "Then why is it that you keep doodling her name all over your homewo-"
"OKAY FINE MAYBE I DO!"
"How cute!" You gushed out, "But I doubt you two are cuter than me and Iggy!" You snickered evilly as you held onto your boyfriend's arm tightly, much to his protest.
"We're waaaaay cuter than you and bushy brows!" Peter huffed proudly.
"Nope, we're cuter!" You argued, shaking your head in disbelief.
"We make better pick-up lines than you do."
"I have the best pick-up lines in the world! And how do you even know what pick-up lines are?!"
"Blah blah blah I can't hear you over how cute me and Lily are!" Peter said as he covered his ears and sang loudly.
"You must be mistaken because that's the sound of how cute me and Iggy are!" You exclaimed over his tone deaf singing.
"WE'RE CUTER!"
"WE'RE CUTER!"
"NO WE ARE!"
"WE ARE! YOU'RE NOT EVEN OLD ENOUGH TO BE DATING!"
"YES I AM!"
"NO YOU'RE NOT!"
"WE'RE STILL CUTER!"
"FOR GOODNESS SAKE YOU PICKED THE WRONG GAL TO MESS WITH PETER!"
Arthur groaned as he felt a major headache coming. "Bloody hell! I can't believe I'm spending my Sunday listening to you two fight about who looks cuter." He mumbled before standing up to walk towards the kitchen.
"Arthur! Where are you going?!" You exclaimed angrily, "Back me up!"
"If you need me, I'll be in the kitchen baki-"
"Oh gosh, not again!" You exclaimed as you fumbled to save your kitchen. "We talked about this before Arthur! Step away from the kitchen!"
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Arthur sets a plate of scones in front of you. You eye them uneasily.
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// Arthur"
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Here's a suggestion Arthur: Maybe next time you should drop Peter off at Berwald's house before heading to your girlfriend's house
On Sunday morning I like to read fluffy drabbles
Actually, some of the best, fluffiest, and feel good drabbles I've read come from the FREE! fandom. The stories are super short but it's so sweet and simple! They're my favorite pick me ups for a relaxing read~
(p/n) - pet name
On Sunday morning I like to read fluffy drabbles
Actually, some of the best, fluffiest, and feel good drabbles I've read come from the FREE! fandom. The stories are super short but it's so sweet and simple! They're my favorite pick me ups for a relaxing read~
(p/n) - pet name
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