The Soldier

A magician never reveals his secrets, and if he ever does, we must expect him to be prepared to die to return his secrets to the one who owns them. This is the same for a spy - however, one must expect that they will die in the process.

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“No, no. I’m just at a loss of words to explain.” Oh, how cute. Sammy was going all red. “And definitely, yes. But in the end, aren’t we all prone to eating things when we feel like doing so?”

“Salted caramels are infinitely delicious, actually. I rather like them - with chocolate, too.” Arthur followed his finger to the place, and then nodded. “Alright, then. Let’s go.”

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“True!” Sammy said quickly, going pinker still. Oh, man, they were just saying the dumbest stuff today… the Kiwi was getting more flustered around the other man than they wanted to admit. “R-Right, of course… Ahah, I should’ve realized…” 

But they did light up when the topic switched to sweets again, chirping, “Yeah! Chocolate caramels are amazing, and salted ones are best! Now I’m craving them… I’ll have to go to that chocolate shop on the way home.” 

And with that, Sammy opened the door to the cafe, holding it open for Arthur. “Here we are~!”

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"Don't worry about it, Sammy. Sometimes people say things they don't mean, and sometimes people get flustered and forget." Arthur smiled to himself, glancing over at them.

A chocolate shop, huh? It'd been a while since he had some sweets...he made a resolution to go and get some sweets later today. "Mind if I tag along? I'm craving caramel sweets now."

Arthur nodded in thanks to them, and entered the cafe, taking in the familiar smell of warm coffee.

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Arthur’s smile widened, and then he laughed a little, finding it funny he was amused by the word. He held him close, and pressed a kiss to his cheek again, and nodded. “Yeah. Arseholes.”

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Kyle snorted, then giggled once more. Ah, it sounded funny enough, but when Arthur said it- gosh, that was great. The accent made the word even better, and he nudged Arthur slightly. “Can I say that now, instead of sayin’ assholes? Can I make myself have an uppity, British accent so I can say arse?”

His tears were drying up quickly, that was for sure.

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What a lame piece of crap. Arthur released him slightly, turning to kiss him gently, and then after he had made his request, now Arthur was laughing, shaking his head. “Seriously, Kyle? Seriously? You don’t have to - have to put anything on to say the word arsehole.”

Kyle seemed to be better, though.

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“No, I do!” Kyle grinned at the kiss. He truly loved Arthur’s kisses. “Because…I mean, if I just say arsehole- see, that wasn’t fun at all, was it? But if I say arsehole-” And here came his horrible British accent- he looked proud of it, at least, “-then it sounds a lot better. I sound just like you.”

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“You sound absolutely bloody horrible.” Arthur laughed, but then smiled brightly at him, kissing him again with a smile. “But it’s adorable, you should do it more often. It’s very endearing.” He couldn’t help complimenting the boy like that, he was very cute.

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There Arthur went again, calling him adorable. Bleh. Kyle rolled his eyes, but he couldn’t hide the flush in his cheeks. “I-I won’t do it anymore,” he responded. Mostly so that he wouldn’t be called endearing, but also because he did sound horrible. The micronation stuffed his hands in his pockets and glanced back up at Arthur. “You’re…more adorable.”

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"I agree, the more you do it, the more likely your voice will be completely wrecked." Arthur had known how that felt. He had to fake an American accent for a fair amount of time once, and it killed his throat, probably literally, for a few days. At the other's words, Arthur only smiled. "So I've been told. Thank you."

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“…is this really necessary?” Arthur was currently under the soaps and suds, and was trying to look up at Kyle. “Why?”

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Arthur returned his stare with a simple smile, which simply grew into a smirk, and then he tucked his hands into his trouser pocket, smirk still there. He had a comb of course, but he didn’t have one on him at all times.

“Yeah, yeah, keep kidding yourself, sweetheart.” He smiled a little. “You know you like it, you like my hair.”

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Well, he sure did like Arthur’s hair, but if he were to admit that now, all of his teasing would be for nothing. “Well, I like the color,” he stated, shrugging his shoulders. “It’s real blond and nice.”

He turned to glance at himself in the mirror, then pointed at his own hair. “What do you think? Would I look good with your hair color? Blond hair and sunglasses- I’d look like a true British spy then, huh?”

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“Thank you very much.” Arthur smiled, running a hand through his hair. “I like the colour of my hair as well.” At his question though, Arthur shook his head, imagining it. No, he couldn’t imagine it, it didn’t look good.

“I like you the way you are.”

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Kyle gave a small pout and glanced over at Arthur. “Oh, come on,” he said. “We could be twins! We could be spy twins! And I’d still be the one with the nicer hair.” However, he certainly had no wish to dye his hair blond, so he gave up on trying to convince Arthur on that.

“And…I like you the way you are.” Kyle cleared his throat. “Uh, me-messy hair and…and all that. I like it. It’s…it’s you.”

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"Yeah, yeah. I highly doubt you actually want to dye your hair anyway." Arthur was imagining it once more, and it was very strange. He'd gotten used to the brunet micronation, and to think that he might change in anyway seemed a little weird - but he felt he'd accept him either way.

"And just a moment ago you were insulting my hair. Thank you, Kyle." That warranted a kiss, didn't it? He leaned over and kissed him gently.

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“…is this really necessary?” Arthur was currently under the soaps and suds, and was trying to look up at Kyle. “Why?”

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Arthur returned his stare with a simple smile, which simply grew into a smirk, and then he tucked his hands into his trouser pocket, smirk still there. He had a comb of course, but he didn’t have one on him at all times.

“Yeah, yeah, keep kidding yourself, sweetheart.” He smiled a little. “You know you like it, you like my hair.”

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Well, he sure did like Arthur’s hair, but if he were to admit that now, all of his teasing would be for nothing. “Well, I like the color,” he stated, shrugging his shoulders. “It’s real blond and nice.”

He turned to glance at himself in the mirror, then pointed at his own hair. “What do you think? Would I look good with your hair color? Blond hair and sunglasses- I’d look like a true British spy then, huh?”

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"Thank you very much." Arthur smiled, running a hand through his hair. "I like the colour of my hair as well." At his question though, Arthur shook his head, imagining it. No, he couldn't imagine it, it didn't look good.

"I like you the way you are."

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Arthur’s smile widened, and then he laughed a little, finding it funny he was amused by the word. He held him close, and pressed a kiss to his cheek again, and nodded. “Yeah. Arseholes.”

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Kyle snorted, then giggled once more. Ah, it sounded funny enough, but when Arthur said it- gosh, that was great. The accent made the word even better, and he nudged Arthur slightly. “Can I say that now, instead of sayin’ assholes? Can I make myself have an uppity, British accent so I can say arse?”

His tears were drying up quickly, that was for sure.

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What a lame piece of crap. Arthur released him slightly, turning to kiss him gently, and then after he had made his request, now Arthur was laughing, shaking his head. “Seriously, Kyle? Seriously? You don’t have to - have to put anything on to say the word arsehole.”

Kyle seemed to be better, though.

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“No, I do!” Kyle grinned at the kiss. He truly loved Arthur’s kisses. “Because…I mean, if I just say arsehole- see, that wasn’t fun at all, was it? But if I say arsehole-” And here came his horrible British accent- he looked proud of it, at least, “-then it sounds a lot better. I sound just like you.”

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"You sound absolutely bloody horrible." Arthur laughed, but then smiled brightly at him, kissing him again with a smile. "But it's adorable, you should do it more often. It's very endearing." He couldn't help complimenting the boy like that, he was very cute.

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“…is this really necessary?” Arthur was currently under the soaps and suds, and was trying to look up at Kyle. “Why?”

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Arthur winced at the clatter, and immediately used the towel to dry off his hair, and turned to look up at him when he spoke, setting the towel down on his lap.

“Hey, calm down, it’s okay. It’s okay, I don’t mind, I was just a little shocked. It’d be very nice for you to warm the water up again, though.”

Kyle seemed to be taking it very badly, though, and Arthur stood, wringing the towel out in the bathtub, and turned to the other, leaning over to kiss his cheek gently.

“You don’t have to apologise. I am a spy after all, I’ve taken a lot worse.”

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“It’s warmin’ up. Promise. I won’t make it too hot, either.” It was already practically warm, and Kyle reached down to grab at the bucket once more. He’d get it right this time- flustered or not, it was no excuse to suddenly pour cold water all over Arthur.

When Arthur kissed his cheek, Kyle blushed and quickly looked up at him. “O-Of course I gotta apologize! I mean- I mean, c’mon, that was real cold water!” And, with that, he filled is bucket up with warm water. “And I know you’ve taken worse, but…I dunno. I just should’ve checked.”

He ran his fingers through Arthur’s hair. “I’m fine. You fine?”

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“Right, okay.” Arthur sighed a little. Kyle seemed to really be affected by this mistake, and was a little worried that he was seriously upset by it. He shouldn’t be, it was only a little mistake…

“Well, when you’re doused in blood and sweat, cold water sounds really nice, so it’s okay.” Arthur looked over at him, smiling a little as he spoke, and then nodded. “It’s fine, don’t worry about it. It was just cold water. You didn’t have to check or anything.”

Arthur really liked the feeling of the other’s hand in his hair, and nodded. “I’m fine. Don’t you worry.”

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Ugh- ugh, he hated hearing Arthur mention being doused in blood. He absolutely hated it, because it reminded him that Arthur would always be put in situations that required blood. He hated blood, and he certainly hated the thought of Arthur losing more blood.

“I didn’t have to check? Bullshit, man, come on.” Kyle huffed, cheeks puffing out slightly. “Anyone would have checked. It’s just somethin’ you do. You aren’t supposed to pour water on someone without either checkin’ the temperature, or at least warnin’ them. And I should’ve done both, if not one or the other.”

He leaned forward and planted a kiss on Arthur’s lips. Ah, but that blush wasn’t leaving him, was it?

“Sit down, asshat. I’ll warn ya this time.”

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Maybe not good to mention blood. Arthur just recalled his little incident. Kyle was really bothered by the incident and it was pretty traumatic for the both of them, so…

“It was fine. I didn’t mind, it’ll be okay. Don’t worry.” He smiled a little, and then smiled wider at the other kissing him. He couldn’t get over that, no matter how many times it happened.

“Alright, I’ll be careful.”

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Kyle wanted to counter that Arthur apparently did mind, but he didn’t want to keep arguing. He had warm water now, so Arthur wouldn’t have to deal with a sudden burst of cold anymore.

Once the man was seated, Kyle gently poured the water over his hair, making certain he scrubbed his hands at the roots in an attempt to get rid of all of the mousse. It didn’t take too long for Kyle to finish up, and he sighed.

“There ya go. Now you can make it as scruffy-looking as you like it to be.”

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Arthur sat as still as he could to help Kyle clean up, and cherished the feeling of fingers in his hair at this point, feeling rather thankful for the warm water. Kyle was also being very gentle now.

Once he was done, he took the towel from earlier and then dried his hair off, running his fingers through to ‘comb’ his hair, and left it at that, nodding.

“Thank you for trying, Kyle. They say only I can tame my hair…which is really…really lame…but you know.”

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He stared in exasperation as Arthur ran his fingers through his hair. Well, that might explain it. If he at least had an actual comb, perhaps his hair would look better. But Kyle said nothing on that subject, and instead moved to put the bucket away.

“Well, yer lame, anyway, so it fits. You just have a lame way of fixin’ yer hair. It’s all about personality.” Kyle began to wipe his hands off on Arthur’s used towel. “See, I’m complex and cool. My hair’s complex and cool. Yer scruffy and lame, so, ya know…the hair follows suit.”

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Arthur returned his stare with a simple smile, which simply grew into a smirk, and then he tucked his hands into his trouser pocket, smirk still there. He had a comb of course, but he didn't have one on him at all times.

"Yeah, yeah, keep kidding yourself, sweetheart." He smiled a little. "You know you like it, you like my hair."

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Arthur’s smile widened, and then he laughed a little, finding it funny he was amused by the word. He held him close, and pressed a kiss to his cheek again, and nodded. “Yeah. Arseholes.”

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Kyle snorted, then giggled once more. Ah, it sounded funny enough, but when Arthur said it- gosh, that was great. The accent made the word even better, and he nudged Arthur slightly. “Can I say that now, instead of sayin’ assholes? Can I make myself have an uppity, British accent so I can say arse?”

His tears were drying up quickly, that was for sure.

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What a lame piece of crap. Arthur released him slightly, turning to kiss him gently, and then after he had made his request, now Arthur was laughing, shaking his head. "Seriously, Kyle? Seriously? You don't have to - have to put anything on to say the word arsehole."

Kyle seemed to be better, though.

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“…is this really necessary?” Arthur was currently under the soaps and suds, and was trying to look up at Kyle. “Why?”

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Arthur winced at the clatter, and immediately used the towel to dry off his hair, and turned to look up at him when he spoke, setting the towel down on his lap.

“Hey, calm down, it’s okay. It’s okay, I don’t mind, I was just a little shocked. It’d be very nice for you to warm the water up again, though.”

Kyle seemed to be taking it very badly, though, and Arthur stood, wringing the towel out in the bathtub, and turned to the other, leaning over to kiss his cheek gently.

“You don’t have to apologise. I am a spy after all, I’ve taken a lot worse.”

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“It’s warmin’ up. Promise. I won’t make it too hot, either.” It was already practically warm, and Kyle reached down to grab at the bucket once more. He’d get it right this time- flustered or not, it was no excuse to suddenly pour cold water all over Arthur.

When Arthur kissed his cheek, Kyle blushed and quickly looked up at him. “O-Of course I gotta apologize! I mean- I mean, c’mon, that was real cold water!” And, with that, he filled is bucket up with warm water. “And I know you’ve taken worse, but…I dunno. I just should’ve checked.”

He ran his fingers through Arthur’s hair. “I’m fine. You fine?”

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“Right, okay.” Arthur sighed a little. Kyle seemed to really be affected by this mistake, and was a little worried that he was seriously upset by it. He shouldn’t be, it was only a little mistake…

“Well, when you’re doused in blood and sweat, cold water sounds really nice, so it’s okay.” Arthur looked over at him, smiling a little as he spoke, and then nodded. “It’s fine, don’t worry about it. It was just cold water. You didn’t have to check or anything.”

Arthur really liked the feeling of the other’s hand in his hair, and nodded. “I’m fine. Don’t you worry.”

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Ugh- ugh, he hated hearing Arthur mention being doused in blood. He absolutely hated it, because it reminded him that Arthur would always be put in situations that required blood. He hated blood, and he certainly hated the thought of Arthur losing more blood.

“I didn’t have to check? Bullshit, man, come on.” Kyle huffed, cheeks puffing out slightly. “Anyone would have checked. It’s just somethin’ you do. You aren’t supposed to pour water on someone without either checkin’ the temperature, or at least warnin’ them. And I should’ve done both, if not one or the other.”

He leaned forward and planted a kiss on Arthur’s lips. Ah, but that blush wasn’t leaving him, was it?

“Sit down, asshat. I’ll warn ya this time.”

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Maybe not good to mention blood. Arthur just recalled his little incident. Kyle was really bothered by the incident and it was pretty traumatic for the both of them, so…

“It was fine. I didn’t mind, it’ll be okay. Don’t worry.” He smiled a little, and then smiled wider at the other kissing him. He couldn’t get over that, no matter how many times it happened.

“Alright, I’ll be careful.”

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Kyle wanted to counter that Arthur apparently did mind, but he didn’t want to keep arguing. He had warm water now, so Arthur wouldn’t have to deal with a sudden burst of cold anymore.

Once the man was seated, Kyle gently poured the water over his hair, making certain he scrubbed his hands at the roots in an attempt to get rid of all of the mousse. It didn’t take too long for Kyle to finish up, and he sighed.

“There ya go. Now you can make it as scruffy-looking as you like it to be.”

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Arthur sat as still as he could to help Kyle clean up, and cherished the feeling of fingers in his hair at this point, feeling rather thankful for the warm water. Kyle was also being very gentle now.

Once he was done, he took the towel from earlier and then dried his hair off, running his fingers through to 'comb' his hair, and left it at that, nodding.

"Thank you for trying, Kyle. They say only I can tame my hair...which is really...really lame...but you know."

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“Oi, leave him alone. Everyone fucks up, and immortal or not Kyle is no exception, but that’s no reason to be awful about it.”

“Do-Don’t bother.” Kyle wouldn’t look up at Arthur, sure, and maybe he was crying behind those sunglasses, but he hated- he hated showing weakness. “I’m…I’m fine.”

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“You always are, Kyle, but it’s okay to be not fine, you know. Those grey faces were real arseholes.” Arthur did pull him into a hug though, knowing sunglasses hid a lot more than people knew they did. “I think I have every right to bother.”

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Kyle had no quarrels about hugging Arthur back, and the micronation buried his face into Arthur’s shoulder. “I said- I really- I’m fine, I promise, Ar-Arthur,” he stammered out, then gripped onto the other’s clothes. “Say…say arsehole again, please. Call them that again.”

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Arthur pressed a kiss into his cheek, and wrapped his arms tighter around him, patting his back gently. “Okay, as long as you’re sure.” At his request, Arthur smiled a little, but nodded. “Absolute arseholes. They were absolute arseholes.”

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For some reason, the word arsehole made Kyle giggle, and he felt much better just from that simple word. Of course, it did help that Arthur was trying to cheer him up- but the way he said that word was hilarious. “Arseholes,” he repeated in a mumble, then he closed his eyes. “They’re arseholes.”

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Arthur's smile widened, and then he laughed a little, finding it funny he was amused by the word. He held him close, and pressed a kiss to his cheek again, and nodded. "Yeah. Arseholes."

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“…is this really necessary?” Arthur was currently under the soaps and suds, and was trying to look up at Kyle. “Why?”

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Arthur winced at the clatter, and immediately used the towel to dry off his hair, and turned to look up at him when he spoke, setting the towel down on his lap.

“Hey, calm down, it’s okay. It’s okay, I don’t mind, I was just a little shocked. It’d be very nice for you to warm the water up again, though.”

Kyle seemed to be taking it very badly, though, and Arthur stood, wringing the towel out in the bathtub, and turned to the other, leaning over to kiss his cheek gently.

“You don’t have to apologise. I am a spy after all, I’ve taken a lot worse.”

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“It’s warmin’ up. Promise. I won’t make it too hot, either.” It was already practically warm, and Kyle reached down to grab at the bucket once more. He’d get it right this time- flustered or not, it was no excuse to suddenly pour cold water all over Arthur.

When Arthur kissed his cheek, Kyle blushed and quickly looked up at him. “O-Of course I gotta apologize! I mean- I mean, c’mon, that was real cold water!” And, with that, he filled is bucket up with warm water. “And I know you’ve taken worse, but…I dunno. I just should’ve checked.”

He ran his fingers through Arthur’s hair. “I’m fine. You fine?”

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“Right, okay.” Arthur sighed a little. Kyle seemed to really be affected by this mistake, and was a little worried that he was seriously upset by it. He shouldn’t be, it was only a little mistake…

“Well, when you’re doused in blood and sweat, cold water sounds really nice, so it’s okay.” Arthur looked over at him, smiling a little as he spoke, and then nodded. “It’s fine, don’t worry about it. It was just cold water. You didn’t have to check or anything.”

Arthur really liked the feeling of the other’s hand in his hair, and nodded. “I’m fine. Don’t you worry.”

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Ugh- ugh, he hated hearing Arthur mention being doused in blood. He absolutely hated it, because it reminded him that Arthur would always be put in situations that required blood. He hated blood, and he certainly hated the thought of Arthur losing more blood.

“I didn’t have to check? Bullshit, man, come on.” Kyle huffed, cheeks puffing out slightly. “Anyone would have checked. It’s just somethin’ you do. You aren’t supposed to pour water on someone without either checkin’ the temperature, or at least warnin’ them. And I should’ve done both, if not one or the other.”

He leaned forward and planted a kiss on Arthur’s lips. Ah, but that blush wasn’t leaving him, was it?

“Sit down, asshat. I’ll warn ya this time.”

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Maybe not good to mention blood. Arthur just recalled his little incident. Kyle was really bothered by the incident and it was pretty traumatic for the both of them, so...

"It was fine. I didn't mind, it'll be okay. Don't worry." He smiled a little, and then smiled wider at the other kissing him. He couldn't get over that, no matter how many times it happened.

"Alright, I'll be careful."

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“Oi, leave him alone. Everyone fucks up, and immortal or not Kyle is no exception, but that’s no reason to be awful about it.”

“Do-Don’t bother.” Kyle wouldn’t look up at Arthur, sure, and maybe he was crying behind those sunglasses, but he hated- he hated showing weakness. “I’m…I’m fine.”

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“You always are, Kyle, but it’s okay to be not fine, you know. Those grey faces were real arseholes.” Arthur did pull him into a hug though, knowing sunglasses hid a lot more than people knew they did. “I think I have every right to bother.”

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Kyle had no quarrels about hugging Arthur back, and the micronation buried his face into Arthur’s shoulder. “I said- I really- I’m fine, I promise, Ar-Arthur,” he stammered out, then gripped onto the other’s clothes. “Say…say arsehole again, please. Call them that again.”

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Arthur pressed a kiss into his cheek, and wrapped his arms tighter around him, patting his back gently. "Okay, as long as you're sure." At his request, Arthur smiled a little, but nodded. "Absolute arseholes. They were absolute arseholes."

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“…is this really necessary?” Arthur was currently under the soaps and suds, and was trying to look up at Kyle. “Why?”

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Arthur winced at the clatter, and immediately used the towel to dry off his hair, and turned to look up at him when he spoke, setting the towel down on his lap.

“Hey, calm down, it’s okay. It’s okay, I don’t mind, I was just a little shocked. It’d be very nice for you to warm the water up again, though.”

Kyle seemed to be taking it very badly, though, and Arthur stood, wringing the towel out in the bathtub, and turned to the other, leaning over to kiss his cheek gently.

“You don’t have to apologise. I am a spy after all, I’ve taken a lot worse.”

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“It’s warmin’ up. Promise. I won’t make it too hot, either.” It was already practically warm, and Kyle reached down to grab at the bucket once more. He’d get it right this time- flustered or not, it was no excuse to suddenly pour cold water all over Arthur.

When Arthur kissed his cheek, Kyle blushed and quickly looked up at him. “O-Of course I gotta apologize! I mean- I mean, c’mon, that was real cold water!” And, with that, he filled is bucket up with warm water. “And I know you’ve taken worse, but…I dunno. I just should’ve checked.”

He ran his fingers through Arthur’s hair. “I’m fine. You fine?”

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"Right, okay." Arthur sighed a little. Kyle seemed to really be affected by this mistake, and was a little worried that he was seriously upset by it. He shouldn't be, it was only a little mistake...

"Well, when you're doused in blood and sweat, cold water sounds really nice, so it's okay." Arthur looked over at him, smiling a little as he spoke, and then nodded. "It's fine, don't worry about it. It was just cold water. You didn't have to check or anything."

Arthur really liked the feeling of the other's hand in his hair, and nodded. "I'm fine. Don't you worry."

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“Oi, leave him alone. Everyone fucks up, and immortal or not Kyle is no exception, but that’s no reason to be awful about it.”

“Do-Don’t bother.” Kyle wouldn’t look up at Arthur, sure, and maybe he was crying behind those sunglasses, but he hated- he hated showing weakness. “I’m…I’m fine.”

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"You always are, Kyle, but it's okay to be not fine, you know. Those grey faces were real arseholes." Arthur did pull him into a hug though, knowing sunglasses hid a lot more than people knew they did. "I think I have every right to bother."

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“No, it’s not like I don’t like sweets, it’s just that I think - oh, you know what? Never mind.” Arthur looked over at them when they tilted their head at him, and then just smiled in return, following him down the streets to their destination.

“Not necessarily. It depends.” Arthur shrugged a little. “The desire fluctuates.”

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“Did I say something wrong?” Sammy questioned, going a bit pink in embarrassment. “And I get it~ You’re more the type who just goes with whatever strikes his fancy at the moment, right?” they asked next, hopping a bit.

“I guess I like sweet foods a lot, but I like salty things too. Or both! Like salted caramels!” Sammy said, before pointing ahead. “And that’s the place, right there on the corner,” they explained.

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"No, no. I'm just at a loss of words to explain." Oh, how cute. Sammy was going all red. "And definitely, yes. But in the end, aren't we all prone to eating things when we feel like doing so?"

"Salted caramels are infinitely delicious, actually. I rather like them - with chocolate, too." Arthur followed his finger to the place, and then nodded. "Alright, then. Let's go."