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“I really wish you wouldn’t encourage him, Mattie,” Alfred said when the Frenchman was out of sight and frowned at his blushing brother.
“I don’t- I mean- I’ll see you later, Alfred,” Matthew muttered and buried his face behind his bear as he turned to walk away.
“I have to admit, I wish your brother had better taste than that wine bastard, but it’s his choice, after all,” Arthur said from behind him.
Alfred turned to smile lopsidedly at the Briton. “Yeah, I know. Still pisses me off, though.”
“Indeed. Now then, I had been hoping you’d let me have one of your mother’s cookies. It’s been a long time. But since I see you went and stuffed your face, after all…”
“Sorry, Artie! Maybe next time?” Alfred’s heart rate increased, it seemed he was home free after all!
“Mm, or I can get a taste another way,” Arthur said softly and pulled Alfred to a more secluded corner to kiss him deeply.
Alfred was happy to comply and let Arthur explore his mouth with his tongue…for the brief moment it lasted before Arthur pulled away with a slightly furrowed brow.
“Alfred…what kind of cookies did your mother make?” Arthur asked as he licked his lips.
Crap, Alfred thought. “Chocolate chip, why?” He blinked his big blue eyes in the hopes that Arthur wouldn’t press further.
“You don’t-” Arthur paused in thought and ran his hand over Alfred’s jaw, furrowing his brow further. “Alfred, have you lost weight?”
You noticed?! Is what Alfred wanted to say, but he was trying to keep what he was really doing a secret, after all. He scoffed instead. “What? Don’t be crazy, Artie!”
It didn’t look like Arthur was buying it, though, because his eyebrows were still in thick caterpillar formation between his eyes. It would have looked funny if Alfred wasn’t feeling so anxious.
“Let me make you dinner tonight, Alfred.”
“Ugh, Artie! If you’re trying to make me hungry, you’re doing an awful job! Your food? Blech!” Alfred made sure to make his best disgusted face to add to the effect.
Arthur scowled in response and Alfred mentally sighed with relief. “Ungrateful git!”
“But you know you love me!” Alfred said in a sing-song voice and practically skipped down the hallway while Arthur squawked in indignation behind him.
It was becoming increasingly easy to go without food, the pains in his stomach fading to a dull throb he could easily ignore, but it was becoming increasingly hard to hide from the concerned eyes of his boyfriend. At least when he dropped all that unnecessary weight, Arthur wouldn’t have to worry about being crushed under his loathsome bulk. That in itself was motivation enough for him.
He wiped what was left of the cookie crumbs from his mouth and brushed his hands off in disgust.
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op is
op is SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW DERPDERPFKLKDL
;AA; alfreeddd! oh arthur, gogo notice soon or else your boyfriend is going to shrivel up!
thank you so much for filling this! ;; every part leaves me aching to read more gjfgjdklsl and it's so well done! op would give you fifty million hugs if i met you irl. derp ;w;
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My gosh, things are about to become so complicated, I love to see what everyone does next.
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I really like how you write these interactions, and I'm really looking forward to seeing shit hit the fan.
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