(homestuck AU because I am tRASH--)
(anyway, I'm starting to get more into writing this stuff again, so perhaps more updates are on their way?
*cough* you might have to deal with homestuck AUs and general crossover AUs for a while tho XD)

    Arthur would never, ever understand human phobias. He couldn't understand being unreasonable scared of something. He could understand it if rooted from a bad memory, such as having a fear of heights because of that one time you got pushed off a building(*cough* like himself*cough*), but couldn't understand fearing something you'd never or could never come into contact with.

    So he was understandably confused when the human Feliciano shot into his respite block at a loud shock of thunder and instantly hurried his head in his chest.

    ...Not that he minded. Not in the very least, he thought, stroking the hair of his flush crush, looking down upon the boy with a slight purple blush and a raised large eyebrow.

    The boy and him had an interesting relationship to say the minimum. It had started when Arthur and his team lost their game due to not enough players surviving. Arthur was enraged, his natural reaction to pretty much everything, especially when he saw a species had populated the earth, on the accord of a more successful session. Humans. He and his former surviving teammates discovered a bunch of humans, all about to play a game.

    And so his teammates made a pact. They would have a little competition. They would each choose a human, and see who could get them furthest in the game. Alfred took the boy 'Matthew', quite quickly. Yao chose a... Kind of scary candidate, Ivan. Gilbert took charge of Ludwig, and Arthur was stuck with Feli. Though, now, in a restarted, eight player game in the Land of Rain and Scorch, he would never call it 'stuck with'.

    Feliciano was his moirail, his better half, the one to keep him from flying off the handle(again), and gog fucking damnit he was so flushed for him may the Empress save his soul--
But as his moirail, it was his duty to comfort him. Not that he would've done any different. Because honestly, Feli looked terrified, and the troll just couldn't stand for that.

    "Wh/\ts wr*ng, F=l¡?"He asked him, petting his hair more, trying to calm him. Feliciano whimpered and moved up, putting his head in the crook of his neck and--

    Holy shit he's sitting in Arthur's lap. I-- You-- He can not fucking comprehend this shit. What the fuck is Feli getting at becAUSE THIS IS NOT WHAT MOIRAILS DO--

    "Th-the lightning. It sc-scares me.."Came the tiny, scared reply, and at once Arthur was all over him(not in that way!...though that does sound nice.), trying to comfort him. He should've known it was the fucking lightning. It's always the lightning!

    "W=ll d*n't w*rry /\b*μt ¡t. ¡t w*n't hμrt y*μ! ¡ll sm¡t= ¡t b=f*r= ¡ l=t ¡t d* th/\t!" He promised him, holding him closer, as Feliciano gripped his symbol sweater vest.

    "Arthur... Can you talk without your accent for a minute?"

    Arthur blinked. Once. Twice. He opened his mouth and closed it. What a strange request. Then finally, he replied.

    "Of course."

    Feliciano smiled that big happy smile, full of joy, the smile that provoked Arthur to fall deep in human love with him. Feliciano leaned forward and kissed the corner of his mouth, leaving Arthur internally screaming.

    Feliciano then lay his head on Arthur's lap. The storm has settled, and Feli was tired.

    "Hey, Artie?"

    "Y=s-- ¡ m=/

, yes?"

    "I don't like my last name. I think I ought to change it."

    "Tch. What to, Feli?"

    "Kirkland."

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    "H=Y W/\¡T /\ FμCK¡NG M¡NμT=!!!!"