Any ship/Character "This, this is why we don't use Ouija boards!"
Thanks for the request! I decided to go with some RomEng because there isn't enough of them XD
“But Arthur, why not?” Arthur taunted, in a high-pitched mocking impression of his boyfriends voice. “But Arthur, I’m sure nothing will go wrong. Nothing will go wrong, my arse!” He ducked behind the sofa as a chessboard hurtled across the room. Though he glared as the pieces clattered and scattered to the floor, he reached to tightly grasp Vlad’s hand. “This, this is why we don’t use Ouija boards!”
Vlad craned his neck around, peering over the back of the sofa to see what the poltergeists were doing, and yelped as something flew past his head. “Well, you didn’t have to insult them!” He insisted in a frantic whisper.
“Hmph.” Arthur tried to look dismissive, as if he couldn’t care less. But the protective arm he’d placed across Vlad’s body when he heard him shout showed that the opposite was true. “I’ll have to exorcise them,” he mumbled, glancing over to his bookcase of spellbooks, which would be near impossible to reach without being pelted with attacks from the invisible spirits.
“Are you sure you don’t want to call Even? Or Larysa? They’d be able to deal with this.” Vlad suggested.
“I can handle this situation just as well as either of them could, thank you very much,” Arthur grumbled. At the lack of response from Vlad, he turned only to see him smirking.
“Arthur…” Vlad teased, his tone coy and his eyes glinting. “Are you jealous?”
“Pfft. What? No, of course not.” Arthur flushed. “I just don’t think it’s worth calling anyone over here when I can do this myself.”
Vlad shook his head softly, tilting it to let his fringe fall across his face. “Oh, I think you are… just a little bit.” He brushed his fingers over Arthur’s cheek.
“Vlad, stop trying to distract me, I need to deal with this,” Arthur muttered, though he leaned into Vlad’s touch, blinking slowly. Slowly, he brushed the strands out of Vlad’s eyes, letting the soft tawny hair fall through his fingers.
“Actually.” Vlad pulled away from him, leaving Arthur with a strange sense of cold that he tried to push down immediately. “Why have they stopped?”
“Vlad, don’t-” Arthur reached to stop him from standing up, but the other shrugged him off.
To Arthur’s surprise, Vlad’s face broke into a smile as he looked across the room. “Even! Larysa! What are you guys doing here?”
As Arthur got to his feet, he saw Larysa slip a wand back inside her long leather boot, and Even slide his magical cross clip back into his hair.
“Viktor called us and said he’d heard noise from your flat. Thought you might’ve summoned something we’d have to deal with.” Even shrugged.
“They were rookie level poltergeists,” Larysa teased. “Only took a wave of my wand, I’m surprised you didn’t deal with them yourself.”
Arthur opened his mouth to retort, but Vlad put an arm around his waist before he could argue. He sighed, not looking at the smirk he knew Vlad and Larysa would be sharing, and instead listened as Even explained the wards he’d put up to ensure the poltergeists couldn’t return. He made a mental note to throw out the old Ouija board so Vlad wouldn’t be tempted to use it again.
