Arthur Kirkland - Laptop

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I sat in my room perfectly content with the emotional pain I was given from (favorite show). Which I'd been binge watching since the night before. Just now my favorite character had died. I was a sobbing mess, hugging my pillow for comfort.

But a sudden ray of god awful light poured into my room. I groaned and threw my blanket over my head, hiding from the beams of death.

"(M/N) you need a hobby..." My boyfriend stated. I shook my head and pulled the blanket over my shoulders. I sniffled.

"I have a hobby..." I mumbled watching the agony of a fictional characters death play on my screen. Arthur rolled his eyes and walked over, shutting my laptop.

"Watching (favorite show) and being sad isn't a hobby love." He said.

"I was watching that." I pouted looking up at the Englishman. Arthur shook his head and pulled me from my bed.

"C'mon, you've been couped up in this dark room all day. And I doubt you've eaten anything good for you." He muttered. I groaned as he pulled me towards the bathroom of my apartment. He shoved me in.

"But I just wanna finish this season of (favorite show). Can't it wait?" I pouted. Arthur shook his head.

"No. You're going outside. Can't think of the last time you did that..." He muttered shutting the bathroom door. I sighed and stripped. Stepping into the shower was pleasant until I got soap in my eye. To which a string of cuss words could be heard from me.

I stepped out and snuck into my room, changing into a pair of jeans, and a (c) shirt. I looked around for my laptop to find it gone. I began tearing up my bedroom for it when my bedroom door opened.

"You better not be looking for your computer." Arthur deadpanned. My eyes snapped to my possibly soon to be ex boyfriend.

"What did you do with my baby?" I snapped. Arthur smiled to himself and shrugged.

"I don't know, maybe you'll find it once we get back." He smirked. I was fuming but stood. I stomped past Arthur snatching my (c) hoodie from my desk chair, and threw on my shoes. I stood by the door and waited for Arthur.

He came down the hall, still smiling, and opened the door.

"After you Love." He grinned. I glared at him and stepped out.

"If my laptop isn't in my possession when we get back, I hope you made a will." I grumbled.

"Love you too." Arthur laughed. Following after me, and showing me that there were things that were ALMOST as fun as watching (favorite show).


A/N
Sorry it's short!!!

I literally have no inspiration rn and please forgive me.

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Thank,
Dan

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