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My Lovely Arthur: Chapter 1*9:15am Sunday December 23, 2012*My Lovely Arthur: Chapter 1 by ~alg1998
There Alfred stood waiting for Arthur to answer the door. He had heard his boyfriend wasn't in the best of moods. Alfred being the hero came to cheer up his boyfriend. It was the holidays everyone should be happy; but Arthur was being his usual self, Unhappy and cranky.
"Arthur!! It's me!! Open the door!!!" Alfred banged on the door trying to get his loner of a boyfriend to open the door before Alfred breaks it down. 'What's taking him so long?' Alfred thought about every single bad thing that could happen. 'OKAY! Time for plan B' Alfred reached under the rug and grabbed the extra house key and stormed in the house.
"ARTHUR!!!!!" Alfred screamed like a child trying to find a lost toy.
"GOD! What?! I was about to open the door you dolt!" Arthur was right in front of Alfred when he opened the door.
"Arthur! What took you so long!?" Alfred questioned. Arthur stood there and gestured to what he was wearing. Which Alfred found quite sexy. Arthur's
Working Late-A Mavin FicIt was late; really frikkin late.Working Late-A Mavin Fic by ~rainistorm
Michael and Gavin were working alone in the office, working on two separate videos.
See, when it got late, Gavin had a routine. This was a routine that Michael knew well, and had thus named it (to himself) "Gavin's Decline", ending in Gavin passing out on the couch and Michael carrying him home and allowing him to crash at his place. He spent a lot of time with the stupid Brit, so of course he paid attention to the parts; maybe a little bit too much attention, if he was being honest with himself.
So when the first part of the routine started around 9 PM, when the other guys left, leaving them alone, Michael already knew what to expect.
It started with a tapping finger. It was faint at first, barely noticeable, but it got louder as time went by. Michael tried to drown it out, putting on his headphones and focusing intently on his work. This was the time of night where Michael got the most work done. It progressed after about ten minutes to foot tapping