"I said No"
"For the fifteenth time it's No"
[ Name ] huffed as she lat on her butt on her heals on the sofa, sitting into Arthur Kirkland's living room; the said blonde Englishman was sitting cross legged a meter or two away from the girl, a book in his crossed lap with no title, wearing maroon pants and a white long sleeve shirt under a dark green vest and had his reading glasses, framing those emerald eyes.
[ Name ] crossed her arms, feeling irritation take upon her. Why? Well I'll tell you why.
[ Name ]'s best friend and ally, Alfred, the burger loving American had taken her out to see a movie called [ recent movie name ] she really wanted to see. Which was something the two usually did together, sometimes they'd bring Mathew if they remembered. Alfred had taken her to see the movie and they both got fast food for lunch, Alfred choosing Mcdonalds (no surprises there) and the two began to talk as they ate.
Alfred talked about how Arthur raised him, the two were pretty close and told each other everything as Alfred grew up; then Alfred explained the greatest story of most possibly in your life about the Englishman. Alfred had explained that one day when he was young he had walked into Arthur changing, he had his pants on but was putting on a shirt, and on Arthur's rib cage; hidden by all of the clothes he wore; was a awesome tattoo.
Of course [ Name ] got excited, her long time crush having a tattoo? that just made him even hotter. Alfred then explained before Arthur was all well mannered and neat, He was a teenager (much to their surprise) whom happened to be rather rebellious. Arthur was in a rock band, he slept with quite a few women as a teen and that he had got quite a few piercings and even a tattoo! But as Arthur came of age to become a representation of a country and came older, He had stopped with all the punk and went to the classy man [ Name ] was in love with.
[ Name ] just had to see this stamp of punk the Englishman hid, only Alfred, Arthur and now you know about it. No one else did and Arthur intended on keeping it that way. He defiantly didn't want anyone looking at it but himself because he wasn't going to show [ Name ] No matter how much she begged. It was starting to annoy her, and Arthur. Alfred was going to get a good scolding next world meeting.
[ Name ] huffed, gently crawling up to him again which made his thick eyebrows twitch from the irritation he was trying to push down. [ Name ] gently pressed her face against his arm, wrapping her arms around his arm. "Please Arthur? Only this once?" She said in a almost desperate tone. The blonde brit felt a small tug at his arm, meaning [ Name ] was now tugging at his arm; wanting him to notice her like a senpai and his kohai.
Arthur sighed in defeat, [ Name ] perked up at the sound before Arthur closed his book loudly. "If I show you once....Will you promise never to ask of it and never tell anyone?" he asked in a irritated tone not meeting her gaze. [ Name ] nodded quickly. "Of course! I promise" she said smiling gently at him, Arthur huffed, grumbling as he began to unbutton his vest, saying something among the lines 'I'm gonna kill that American next time I see him'
[ Name ] bit her lip as she watched in anticipation, wondering what kind of tattoo it would be. Knowing Arthur it wouldn't be something too big, most likely a small one; as name was lost in her wondering thoughts, she noticed Arthur was unbuttoning his shirt and she felt the smallest amount of heat travel to her face at once. She didn't expect him to take off his shirt completely! Maybe unbutton it a bit to see it but not the whole shirt, maybe it wasn't a small tattoo.
After a while Arthur's shirt slipped from his shoulders and he moved to stand so [ Name ] could get a better view. [ name ]'s eyes traveled; the brits bare torso. Arthur was never really fond of pool parties or swimming in general even though he could swim, so she never saw him shirtless at the pool or the beach whenever they went. So this was a blue moon for [ Name ] and there was no way she wasn't gonna miss this opportunity.
Arthur wasn't exactly muscular, but he was toned. He did have a good body shape and even though he was a male he had some hips on him, he had broad shoulders too, and he had those magical lines that made a 'v' shape that ended up in the end of his pants. His skin was rather pale, but not as pale as Kiku's skin. [ Name ] had to stop herself from drooling as her eyes examined the male, not just the tattoo.
Arthur tilted his head, clicking his fingers in front of the female's face, "[ Name ]? Poppet?" he asked, this cut you our of your trance of pervertedness and to blink rapidly up at him. "Hmm?" was his response. [ eye color ] eyes meeting his green ones, Arthur wasn't smiling, nor was he angry, a bit irritated yes. But the expression he had looked so cute! Arthur was blushing, his eyebrows together in a small irritated from and his lips down in a small pout, his green eyes looking away from her after their eyes connected. His arms covering his pecks and nipples.
[ Name ] saw the permanent ink on his pale well toned body. It was a pretty cool punk pattern trailing his left side, it stopped just half way into his rib-cage. It was a bunch of cool patterns and looked really badass for someone like Arthur, It was black with some red coloring in it and was in a shape of a heart. [ Name ] smiled and touched the inked skin, it didn't feel any different from his regular skin. At the touch Arthur flinched and backed away, face red.
"Look with your eyes and not with your hands!" He said rather loudly but not loud enough to be yelling. [ Name ] couldn't help but giggle. "Sorry" she apologized quickly. The englishman grabbing his white button up shirt, "It's fine Poppet. Just don't--" the male couldn't finish because as he stretched his arms up to let his shirt slip on. A bright flash had caught his attention from his scolding.
He opened his eyes to see [ Name ] her phone; smiling with her teeth sinking into her bottom lip softly. Arthur felt his eyebrow twitch as he quickly buttoned up his shirt. "Love....did you just take a picture of me?" [ Name ] giggled as a childish guilt took her features cutely. It was obvious she had just done so. "Maybe...Maybe not. That's for me to know and for you to...never find..." the female looked up; seeing the brit's face bright red, steam could've come out from his ears and he was almost sweating, he was panting gently. His hands into fists. "....Out"
The blonde caterpillar eyed male remained patient. He held his hand out, white from being clenched, waving his fingers, palm out. "Gimme the phone" [ Name ] instantly cradled the object to her chest. "No! You look so awesome!" It was then [ Name ] realized she was beginning to sound a lot like her american friend. But stood her ground. "I don't care. Give me the phone" [ Name ] shook her head. "No!"
Arthur began to loose his patience, his foot tapping the ground. "[ Name ]. I hate my photo taken unless it's needed" It's needed for my desires at night. [ Name ]'s perverted side screamed but luckily the words didn't slip out of her lips. "Still a No" The Englishman held up a hand, showing all five fingers. "You seriously gonna do that with me? It's not gonna work" [ Name ] shrugged crossing her arms across her chest, Hiding her phone.
"You treating me like a child"
"Don't do this to me Artie"
"I'm warning you! I've watched all the Rush Hour and Kung Fu Panda Movies! and I'm friends with Yao! I can whoop you ass"
Let's just say [ Name ]'s "karate skills" were no match for the famous and very angry Arthur Kirkland.