The next morning...
Arthur was very cranky. He awoke with a stiff neck, arms, back, stiff everything, in fact, and there being the problem; there was a mess in his trousers, which he hadn’t taken off last night, and his bed, though rumpled, neckerchief garnished, was un-slept in. And then he remembered the reason for waking up this morning in
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Awww. <3 I really like their mixed signals, and how they just barely manage to sort it all out. Lovely job! I've enjoyed the whole thing.
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and the fic...phew....awesome :D <3333
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Great stuff! I love the way they're constantly misinterpreting each other's thoughts and feelings right until the (wonderfully hot) end.
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