[Shy Muse] - Continued from { x } // @dxssolved-nxtion
“Don’t mention it... It’s not that I have gone out of my way to do this for you.” It was a lie, as Arthur had taken a sharp turn once he saw Gilen’s lone figure in the pouring rain; but Arthur certainly wasn’t going to tell him that any time soon.
Holding the black umbrella between them, the Prussian’s damp clothes did not remain undetected by the Brit.
“Prussia... What’re you doing in this weather? You could have caught an illness! Follow me back to my home now; I won’t take no for an answer, idiot...” The words might be harsh, but his tone became softer with every word. He was merely worried and would not wish to witness a repeat of the incident; it wasn’t his intention to berate the ex-nation.
