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Titanic
"(Y/n), are you… crying?" Arthur asked you while the two of you walked out of the movie theater, a concerned look in his eyes.
"No… I just have… you know, something in my eye." You lied, horribly.
He rolled his eyes. "I told you we shouldn't have gone to see Titanic," He sighed, putting an arm around your shoulder.
"But it- it was in 3D," You sniffled.
He chuckled, "Love, if anything, that makes it more sad." He rubbed your back lightly.
As he opened the passenger side door for you, you sniffled once more and decided maybe listening to some music would make you feel a little better.
"That should help, right?" You asked Arthur, turning the knob on the radio. He nodded and smiled over at you.
You pressed the buttons, getting nothing but advertisements as you went through the radio stations. At that point you were more aggravated than sad. You lit up when you finally heard someone come on the radio.
"So, who went to see Titanic tonight?" Arthur gave you a worried look, probably thinking that were going to get upset again. You waved it off as if telling him not to worry.
"Well, in tribute to Titanic, here's Celine Dion with 'My Heart Will Go On'." Once you heard the melody you could feel the tears welling up in your eyes, and you just tried not to listen to the words of the song, just focus on the beauty of the melody.
"Um.. Love, why don't you just turn it-"
"No! I mean- it's just so pretty, I want to listen to it, Arthur," You cut him off. He shrugged, and sighed. He knew better than to argue with you.
The song was over by the time you pulled up to Arthur's house, and you had begun to regain your composure. Being the gentlemen he was, Arthur walked over and opened your door for you. As you got out, your mind couldn't help but wander back to the movie, making you want to cry again.
He pulled you in, right then, before even closing the door, and just held you. "(Y/n), is there something bothering you more than the movie?" He asked you quietly.
You sniffled, shaking your head. He sighed. "I thought so," He tilted you head up to his, looking into your eyes. "that movie reminded you of him, didn't it?"
You looked down, and nuzzled your head against Arthur's neck. "It was our favorite… and the song…"
"Was your song?" He guessed, lightly running his fingers through your hair.
You nodded, your head still against his neck. He sighed, and pulled your head up. "Well, love, I'm not going to desert you like he did," He said quietly.
You nodded, and before you knew it, Arthur's lips were against yours in a tender yet passionate kiss. He pulled away, and touched your face gently. He closed the car door, and took your hand in his as you walked to the door.
He stopped you at the last step, grabbing both of your hands, and pulling you into another blissfully sweet kiss. "So, love, will you be spending the night tonight?"
Titanic
"(Y/n), are you… crying?" Arthur asked you while the two of you walked out of the movie theater, a concerned look in his eyes.
"No… I just have… you know, something in my eye." You lied, horribly.
He rolled his eyes. "I told you we shouldn't have gone to see Titanic," He sighed, putting an arm around your shoulder.
"But it- it was in 3D," You sniffled.
He chuckled, "Love, if anything, that makes it more sad." He rubbed your back lightly.
As he opened the passenger side door for you, you sniffled once more and decided maybe listening to some music would make you feel a little better.
"That should help, right?" You asked Arthur, turning the knob on the radio. He nodded and smiled over at you.
You pressed the buttons, getting nothing but advertisements as you went through the radio stations. At that point you were more aggravated than sad. You lit up when you finally heard someone come on the radio.
"So, who went to see Titanic tonight?" Arthur gave you a worried look, probably thinking that were going to get upset again. You waved it off as if telling him not to worry.
"Well, in tribute to Titanic, here's Celine Dion with 'My Heart Will Go On'." Once you heard the melody you could feel the tears welling up in your eyes, and you just tried not to listen to the words of the song, just focus on the beauty of the melody.
"Um.. Love, why don't you just turn it-"
"No! I mean- it's just so pretty, I want to listen to it, Arthur," You cut him off. He shrugged, and sighed. He knew better than to argue with you.
The song was over by the time you pulled up to Arthur's house, and you had begun to regain your composure. Being the gentlemen he was, Arthur walked over and opened your door for you. As you got out, your mind couldn't help but wander back to the movie, making you want to cry again.
He pulled you in, right then, before even closing the door, and just held you. "(Y/n), is there something bothering you more than the movie?" He asked you quietly.
You sniffled, shaking your head. He sighed. "I thought so," He tilted you head up to his, looking into your eyes. "that movie reminded you of him, didn't it?"
You looked down, and nuzzled your head against Arthur's neck. "It was our favorite… and the song…"
"Was your song?" He guessed, lightly running his fingers through your hair.
You nodded, your head still against his neck. He sighed, and pulled your head up. "Well, love, I'm not going to desert you like he did," He said quietly.
You nodded, and before you knew it, Arthur's lips were against yours in a tender yet passionate kiss. He pulled away, and touched your face gently. He closed the car door, and took your hand in his as you walked to the door.
He stopped you at the last step, grabbing both of your hands, and pulling you into another blissfully sweet kiss. "So, love, will you be spending the night tonight?"
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“I don’t know. Open the door.”
After a few seconds that you used to roll off of your bed, you stood up and drug yourself to the door, despite feeling like your body was made of lead. Stumbling toward the locked door, you stopped at the small mirror hanging from the wall to assess your appearance. Messy hair, red face, tear stained cheeks, bloodshot eyes. You shook your head and reached out to unlock the door.
After unlocking
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Another reader insert!! Yay!! I'm starting to enjoy writing these.... today's country is England! I could totally see this happening with England. And, sorry if you don't like Titanic.... I thought it was a good plot...
ANYWHO... I love Arthur! If you don't, then..
Another reader insert!! Yay!! I'm starting to enjoy writing these.... today's country is England! I could totally see this happening with England. And, sorry if you don't like Titanic.... I thought it was a good plot...
ANYWHO... I love Arthur! If you don't, then..
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YESS!!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!...why can't Arthur be real?