stubborn-scot
Allistor winced at the sudden yell from the Brit, but attempted to remain his cool. “Ye know damn well that isn’t true, ye bloody brat.” He barked, taking a step forward to grip onto Arthur’s shirt. Okay, so he failed at attempting to remain his cool
Arthur gripped his wrist, glaring up at him. "Bullshit!" He snapped, tears pricking at his eyes. "You've always only cared about yourself! Since when have you ever given a shit about me?" He looked down, his bangs shading his eyes.











