The tigress and the angel

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Where you defend Arthur after someone verbally harasses him on the street. You look like a little angel but not when someone makes you mad and it impresses Arthur SFW

You and your best friend Arthur just came out of the cinema, it was a special diffusion of Charles Chaplin's movies, and tonight it was the Modern Times, you had never laughed so much in your life, and you still had a big grin on your face, just like Arthur. You moved closer to him linking your arm with his.

"So did you like it?" you asked him eagerly, watching his eyes shine with happiness.

"I loved it! It's so funny especially the moment where he gets...into the factory machinery and he goes crazy and runs after this woman because of her buttons" he describes enthusiastically having a hard time not to laugh "and...and also when he sings, it doesn't mean anything but it's so funny and the way he acts..." he cannot finish and laughs again, you join him this time, it was such a good movie.

"Did you hear this guy's laugh? Creepy..." you hear someone saying mockingly, followed by laughs behind you, you decide to ignore them and continue to walk to the subway, apparently Arthur didn't the comment as he's still laughing about the movie, you continued to talk about it, your favorite scenes and the meaning of the movie.

"I love going to the cinema with you Artie, I could do that every day!" you exclaimed cheerfully, he is looking at you affectionately, like you had just blessed him with the most wonderful compliment.

"Yeah? We could do that! I mean...like in seeing each other every day?" he stuttered at his bold offer, his eyes are shinning with hope, you blush at his sweetness, he was your best friend, but you weren't against becoming more to be honest.

"I'd love that Artie, we don't even need to spend money, you can just come at my place whenever you like!"

"You're welcome in mine too, my...my mom like you..." he admitted timidly, looking around.

As you entered the wagon. It was empty, you didn't mind anyway, until a bunch of teenagers jumped in before the doors closed, you recognized the voice of one of guys, they had mocked Arthur earlier. You and Arthur seated next to each other, in a comfortable silence. The teenagers were facing you, whispering and giggling sometimes looking at the both of you; and this was starting to annoy you, especially that Arthur noticed them staring at him. You took a deep breath, 'no, I'm not going to get mad, Artie doesn't need to see that' you tell yourself.

"C'mon look at him, he's like so thin and look at that ugly scar on his face!" one of the guys says louder, the others laughing with him; Arthur lowers his head in submission, he doesn't want to have a laughter outbreak, not now. As for you, you were fuming not far from getting up and reply, you took Arthur's hand in yours to support him and calm yourself.

"I don't even know how he'd got himself a pretty thing like her!" added another, and this was to much, you suddenly got up, looking at them in the eyes as you approached them.

"You know what the pretty thing fuckin' tells you? Why don't you get the fuck out of this wagon and play hide and go fuck yourself!" they stay silent for a bit, shocked at your outburst.

"Wow calm down nobody asked for your opinion freak fucker!" one of them replies although not with poor conviction, you smirk, you were not gonna leave them, not yet, you chuckle.

"And what about it? At least, I, fuck someone." You reply pointing your finger at the man, who in return pinches his lips together angry, trying to come out with a witty reply.

"It's funny watching you trying to find something clever to say...but let me help you, get the fuck out before I beat the shit outta you so hard you'll be calling your mom to pick you up." You add, your eyes shooting daggers at all of them, you were so pissed that you were ready to fight them, you clenched you fists as the train came to a stop, the doors opening, you took a heavy step as if you were going to jump on them, startled they quickly got out, watching you eyes wide open.

"Have a goodnight!" you sang giving them a fake sweet smile, as the train went back on, leaving them on the platform. You were very proud of yourself on that one, smiling at what you just did you turned to look at Arthur. He was looking at you mouth agape.

"Are you alright Artie?" you asked him, slightly frowning, worried for him.

"Yeah." He quickly nodded, his eyes never leaving you as you sat back next to him.

"Anyway, Artie dear, would you like to come in for a hot chocolate with marshmallows with me?" you asked him with a sweet tone, just like before you lost it. He looked at you dumbfounded, then nodded, staying silent for the rest of the ride; and even when the two of you walk to your building. You entered your flat, Arthur following you. He remained relatively silent, answering 'yes', 'no', 'thanks' every time you spoke. You prepared the hot chocolate mugs and brought them where Arthur was sitting, on the sofa, you sat close to him as you gave him his mug. A small smile playing on your lips.

"Well, cat got your tongue?" you teased him, gently bumping your knee against his. He seemed to come out of his trance.

"Sorry...I just...I can't believe I heard you swear." he finally admitted, looking at you naively like it was the most shocking thing he had witnessed. You couldn't help but giggle.

"What? That's what's been bothering you the whole time?!" you exclaimed still laughing, putting your mug on the small table to avoid spilling it.

"Yeah! I mean you're just so...pure all the time, this beautiful angel and..." he jabbered trying to explain himself.

"Are you saying I'm not beautiful anymore?!" you exclaimed comically, giving him a tap on the shoulder.

"No, no...that's not what I meant! It's just now you also have a wild...hum tigress side?" you arched an eyebrow, he probably didn't say it on purpose but that was sexy. You slowly caressed his shoulders up to his jaw, your fingers softly stroking his skin.

"A tigress Artie?" you continued to tease him, it was just to fun to see him getting flustered, he swallowed down.

"Yeah?" he replied puzzled, throwing you shy glances. You couldn't resist to such cuteness and went back to your usual sweet self.

"Awww I'm just teasing you Artie!!!" you joked, leaning to tenderly kiss his cheek, he smiled at you relieved, letting you rest your head on his shoulder, the both of you stayed silent for a moment, enjoying the quiet.

"When you said you'd...fuck a...freak like me, was it teasing too?" he murmured with a more serious tone this time, although you can hear a hint of hope in his voice. Your eyes widen at this, you had forgotten you had said that, out loud, in front of Arthur...

You sat back, gently cupping his cheek to make him look at you in the eyes.

"Well, first you're not a freak..."

"I am Y/N they were r...." he cut you off, sadness filling his voice as he lowered his eyes.

"Then your my freak Artie, and I deeply care you, and to do this with you wouldn't be something so...carnal as fu..., it would be making love...and it's...something I'd like to do with you one day Arthur..." you confessed, feeling like it was the right time to declare your feelings for him. His eyes suddenly looked at you just to be sure, then they shinned with pure happiness, a loving smile formed on his lips.

"I'd like that Y/N...I...I love you." He spluttered slightly nervous, you took his hand in yours, giving him a reassuring smile.

"I love you too Artie." You replied fondly, laying back your head on him as he slowly put his arm around your shoulders. Maybe you were a tigress, but he was your angel.

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