Mister Roth - Archie Hicox

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"He's a mess without you," Archie's editor and good friend, Eli, told you as the two of you sat down for your weekly brunch; Archie was almost always early to brunch, but he had slept in that day.

"What do you mean?" You asked, sipping at your tea and tilting your head a little.

"Remember when you went to visit your parents a few weeks ago?" Eli waited for you to nod, of course you remembered, you had gotten back a week ago. "He couldn't cope. Didn't move from his study. He drank so much scotch it was unbelievable."

"Please, Eli, Archie drinking scotch isn't anything out of the usual," you chuckled softly; out of the corner of your eye, you could see the devil himself walking over to you both. "Speak of the devil-"

"And he shall appear," Archie grinned, kissing your forehead and sitting beside you; when the waiter came over, he ordered a cup of tea but nothing else. "Sorry I'm late, Mister Roth. Darling."

"It's quite alright, Hicox," Eli nodded at Archie, who nodded back.

"Sleep well, my love?" You asked, your hand holding onto Archie's by instinct.

"Yes, frightfully well," he smiled back. "Do you remember where I put my cigarettes last night?"

"I do," you answered. "They're in your desk's drawer, top one."

"I don't know what my life would be without you." Archie chuckled; Eli looked at you with raised brows, as if the sentence had proven what was said earlier.

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