[Day 23] Bus Stop
Title: Bus Stop
Rated: G
Genre: Romance. Failed fluff.
Words: Exactly 600
Summary: The train stations were always full, and Arthur had no choice but to take the bus. But it seems that a twist of fate happened and it just started raining.
Note: My first prompt, so I don't know what to do. And I find it weird since it's raining in my country.
The train stations were always crowded. Every cart was filled with students of the same school, seeming as though in a rush. And if not students, businesspeople, tourists, or just ordinary citizens would horde the train, to the point that they were packed tightly. And that’s the main reason why Arthur had quit in riding said transportation and instead chose the bus.
But today, as he was about to go home, it seemed that the sky had its aloof cloud dark. The forecaster lied, stating that it’ll be sunny throughout the day. So he didn’t bother bringing an umbrella.
“Bollocks,” He cursed in a low voice as droplets of water touched his skin. His eyes scanned the whole are for any shade, only to find none.
Sitting on a bench, Arthur placed his bad next to him and sighed as the rain had gotten harder. Now, he cannot ride the bus anymore for being drenched due to the heavy downpour.
A cold hand was placed on his shoulder.
“I never thought the fierce student body president would ever risk his health condition to just wait for the bus to arrive.”
Arthur scoffed, though making no move in swatting the perturbing hand of Alfred away. “And I never thought a felonious jock like you would even care for a bloody chap like me.” He retorted, grabbing his soaked bag for the teen to sit down, but only got the invitation turned down.
Alfred grinned, pulling the Brit upwards. “I don’t know where you live, but I can walk you on your way home.”
“No,” Arthur shook his head. “If it meant for me to not scold you for your annoying behavior around the campus, then I might as well just turn down your offer.” He added, noticing that Alfred had frozen. He was right after all, eh?
“Yeah, but,” Alfred scratched the back of his head, staring at the wet ground as he tried to think of any excuse. “I am a hero and I don’t want you to get sick.”
Well, maybe that didn’t work. It sucked big time since the older teen refused even more.
“Once more, thank you for the offer. But as a mature teen as I am, I can already take care of myself, considering that I have a good immune system.”
“But -,”
“If you don’t stop, then I shall kick you down on the hill.” He threatened. And to make it even more serious, he sent a glare.
Alfred grimaced. “But if you do, I’ll be sent in the hospital and you’ll be feeling guilty. And as you break down, the counselors would notice you and will have a word with you. And after you confess, they’ll be telling it to the principal, the principal would scold you, and you might be suspended and might lose your position.”
Arthur gawked. He should’ve never believed in first impressions. Hell, this guy had wits! He was now tempted in agreeing with the boy when a thought crossed his mind. “Why, all of a sudden, would you like to escort me? Not that I mind, though.”
The American beamed, a light blush tainting his cheeks. “I’d want to experience this under the rain with you.” He replied, pertaining to splashing rain water, stepping on puddles, or any other activities kids would usually do under an inundation.
Part of it was a bluff actually, but Arthur did was to accept his offer and started running down the hill. It’s either he’s too oblivious to know the meaning behind it or he, too, wanted to experience such a thing with him.
Rated: G
Genre: Romance. Failed fluff.
Words: Exactly 600
Summary: The train stations were always full, and Arthur had no choice but to take the bus. But it seems that a twist of fate happened and it just started raining.
Note: My first prompt, so I don't know what to do. And I find it weird since it's raining in my country.
The train stations were always crowded. Every cart was filled with students of the same school, seeming as though in a rush. And if not students, businesspeople, tourists, or just ordinary citizens would horde the train, to the point that they were packed tightly. And that’s the main reason why Arthur had quit in riding said transportation and instead chose the bus.
But today, as he was about to go home, it seemed that the sky had its aloof cloud dark. The forecaster lied, stating that it’ll be sunny throughout the day. So he didn’t bother bringing an umbrella.
“Bollocks,” He cursed in a low voice as droplets of water touched his skin. His eyes scanned the whole are for any shade, only to find none.
Sitting on a bench, Arthur placed his bad next to him and sighed as the rain had gotten harder. Now, he cannot ride the bus anymore for being drenched due to the heavy downpour.
A cold hand was placed on his shoulder.
“I never thought the fierce student body president would ever risk his health condition to just wait for the bus to arrive.”
Arthur scoffed, though making no move in swatting the perturbing hand of Alfred away. “And I never thought a felonious jock like you would even care for a bloody chap like me.” He retorted, grabbing his soaked bag for the teen to sit down, but only got the invitation turned down.
Alfred grinned, pulling the Brit upwards. “I don’t know where you live, but I can walk you on your way home.”
“No,” Arthur shook his head. “If it meant for me to not scold you for your annoying behavior around the campus, then I might as well just turn down your offer.” He added, noticing that Alfred had frozen. He was right after all, eh?
“Yeah, but,” Alfred scratched the back of his head, staring at the wet ground as he tried to think of any excuse. “I am a hero and I don’t want you to get sick.”
Well, maybe that didn’t work. It sucked big time since the older teen refused even more.
“Once more, thank you for the offer. But as a mature teen as I am, I can already take care of myself, considering that I have a good immune system.”
“But -,”
“If you don’t stop, then I shall kick you down on the hill.” He threatened. And to make it even more serious, he sent a glare.
Alfred grimaced. “But if you do, I’ll be sent in the hospital and you’ll be feeling guilty. And as you break down, the counselors would notice you and will have a word with you. And after you confess, they’ll be telling it to the principal, the principal would scold you, and you might be suspended and might lose your position.”
Arthur gawked. He should’ve never believed in first impressions. Hell, this guy had wits! He was now tempted in agreeing with the boy when a thought crossed his mind. “Why, all of a sudden, would you like to escort me? Not that I mind, though.”
The American beamed, a light blush tainting his cheeks. “I’d want to experience this under the rain with you.” He replied, pertaining to splashing rain water, stepping on puddles, or any other activities kids would usually do under an inundation.
Part of it was a bluff actually, but Arthur did was to accept his offer and started running down the hill. It’s either he’s too oblivious to know the meaning behind it or he, too, wanted to experience such a thing with him.