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( Christmas Reveals )
"Good day, Oliver."
Oliver straightened his scarf, smiling at the sight of the man he'd been waiting for. “Just the man I have been waiting for. Hello, Arthur. Let's go inside, it's chilly out here.”
In Arthur's mind, Oliver Walker was perfect. He was American but he'd moved to London and insisted that he liked it here much better. His major was in English and he was very intelligent. Arthur could enjoy deep conversations with him about politics and language and music. Oliver was very talented at the flute.
Most of all, though, Oliver always seemed eager to spend time with Arthur. It had been a long time since Arthur had really looked forward to meeting up with someone. Aside from the fact that Oliver was smart and good looking and charming, there was something about him that Arthur craved.
"It's not so bad," he replied with a small laugh even though it really was very chilly out and Arthur could think of no better plan than to go to Oliver's place and curl up on the couch under a warm blanket. "It's better now I'm with you."
He couldn't help it - he adored Oliver. The man made him feel happy and comfortable. He reached out a hand with sheepish smile. "Are we going to your place?"
Despite the fact Oliver had grown up in America, he knew quite about England's country. It was rich and interesting - he'd been studying it privately ever since he was thirteen years old. It was no surprise that he fit into the country so well. Without listening closely to his accent, one could never guess that he was born in America.
Never before had he met anyone with the knowledge of England that Arthur had. If he didn't know any better, the man was a history major. Whatever questions he had, Arthur had the answer. It was his intelligence that attracted him to Arthur first, and the rest had just fallen into place naturally.
Smiling slightly, the blond-haired man grabbed hold of Arthur's hand, lightly rubbing the other's chilly fingers. “Shouldn't you be wearing gloves?” He teased, but he didn't mind. He could always warm him up, after all. “If you don't mind. By the way, how was your meeting?” Truthfully, he was more than a little bit curious what it was about. He made many guesses - was Arthur a government official of some sort? But the other refused to tell him and it irked him just a bit.
"It was fine," Arthur replied absently, grasping Oliver's hand tightly. He hadn't told Oliver, of course, that he wasn't just an average human with an average, boring job. After all, it wasn't like Oliver would believe him if he told the man that he was England.
He sighed in contentment. The meeting actually hadn't been that bad this time. Maybe it was because Arthur was happy right now but Francis and Alfred hadn't been nearly as annoying as usual. Kiku had even commented that Arthur was looking very healthy lately - which was a bit of an odd compliment but Kiku was a bit odd himself.
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