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Post by GILBERT BEILSCHMIDT on Dec 28, 2010 1:29:35 GMT 8
An amused smile graced Gilbert's lips at Arthur's sudden haste as he took the offered hand and allowed the blond to help him up. He gazed right back the other, all the while following him back to his seat. He re-assumed his position on the desk beside Arthur's, stuffing his hands into his jacket's pockets as he continued to watch Arthur in interest.
The smile was replaced with a thoughtful expression when he heard Arthur's question, and he let out a ruminative hum. "I guess that's for me to know...and me to know!" he declared, grinning at him before making his way back to his own seat. "Unless you have your own ideas," he continued, deftly taking out his camera from its case in his bag.
"But on another note!" Quickly the albino was back to sitting beside Arthur, and he tinkered with the camera as he glanced at the Brit, his amused smile back on his face. "'Gil'? I thought you didn't do nicknames," he teased, recalling how Arthur had addressed him earlier.
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Post by ARTHUR KIRKLAND on Dec 28, 2010 4:19:20 GMT 8
"I guess I'll wait for it then to find out." he said hoping Gilbert would take him to a normal place. Not some strange bar or anything. Just a nice, cliché date.
Arthur wanted to protest and opened his mouth, but he couldn't think of an argument and just closed it again and puffed his cheeks. He just didn't like nicknames for him, beccause they were strange.
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Post by GILBERT BEILSCHMIDT on Dec 30, 2010 1:07:31 GMT 8
Gilbert smiled triumphantly at Arthur's lack of rebuttal. "Then I guess I can call you Artie, Artie!" He winked at him before adding, "and you can call me Gil."
Arthur's question actually had him thinking (again) of where he could take the Brit. As he half-heartedly adjusted some settings on his camera, he tried to recall all of the good places around, shuffling through his memories for a nice spot for his rendezvous with Arthur. A few moments passed with him actually being quiet because of the surprisingly deep thinking he was doing.
"Got it!" He smiled, finally having thought of a date spot that he deemed awesome enough, though found he was still looking at the camera in his hands. His smile growing into a grin, he quickly raised and positioned the device to his eyes, and when he could clearly see Arthur's figure through the viewfinder...
"Say spaghetti!" He took a picture.
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Post by ARTHUR KIRKLAND on Dec 31, 2010 15:20:41 GMT 8
Arthur looked away with a flustered face. "F-fine." he turned back at gilbert. "But don't abuse it." he told him, frowning some.
He caught Gilbert looking at his camera. He appeared to be looking at pictures he had made. Arthur curiously wondered what kind of pictures he had taken. He didn't ask and just turned back to his desk,
He looked up when Gilbert told him to say spaghetti. "W-what-" and Gilbert made a picture of a confused Arthur with a flustered face.
"Delete that picture! You can't just take pictures of your boyfriend without warning. I-it's probably a stupid picture, please delete it, Gil." His cheeks became redder when he realised he called himself Gilbert's b-boyfriend.
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Post by GILBERT BEILSCHMIDT on Dec 31, 2010 17:08:33 GMT 8
"Ja, ja," Gilbert replied, though noncommittally.
He was too busy ogling the picture he had taken that he didn't quite get what the Brit said right away. "Kesesesese! No way I'm deleting this!" He laughed, inwardly cooing at how Arthur looked in the picture: confused, flushed, and absolutely effin' adorable. Not a stupid picture in the least.
"And I can take pictures of anything and anyone I want! Even my boyf-" He stopped, finally registering what Arthur had said. Boyfriend, eh? While Gilbert went out on a lot of dates (and did a lot more than that, actually), he wasn't the type of person to get into relationships, save for the rocky one he had with this one girl.
But Arthur thought of him as a boyfriend...and Gilbert wasn't sure how he should feel about that. He did like Arthur though...
"Anyway, I can take pictures of you whenever I want!" he said instead, before childishly sticking his tongue out at Arthur with an even more childish 'beh!'.
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Post by ARTHUR KIRKLAND on Jan 4, 2011 5:27:10 GMT 8
"What you-" he looked for words but ended up sliding back in his chair, he didn't have arguments back against that. He just huffed and puffed his cheeks. Crossing his arms and frowning some.
He didn't like that he couldn't stop Gilbert. He sighed and gave up, letting his arms hang down, resting his head on his desk. Sighing deeply again and closed his eyes. He was still a bit tired. It was too early to argue with someone like Gilbert.
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Post by GILBERT BEILSCHMIDT on Jan 6, 2011 21:15:37 GMT 8
Gilbert grinned when Arthur was left speechless, then let out a soft laugh after seeing the Brit's pouty expression. A sore loser, aren't we? he thought fondly. He watched as the blond rested his head on his desk and closed his eyes, poised to go to sleep. Well that sucks. Gilbert stealthily took another picture of him. His lips quirked into a silly smile as he viewed the photo.
Then his expression went back to being thoughtful. So...he was Arthur's boyfriend? He still didn't know what exactly to think of that fact. Sure, the Brit was nice, shy but pretty feisty when provoked, and goddamn cute... He shifted on the desk, and while he was lost in thought, he reached out to absently stroke soft, blond hair.
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Post by ARTHUR KIRKLAND on Jan 8, 2011 1:33:34 GMT 8
Arthur let out a sigh. He was thinking about a lot of things. Still playing with the thought of him going out with Gilbert. He had merely met the lad. He didn't want him to think as someone who picked up strangers daily.
He felt a hand stroking his hair and his thoughts were cut off. His lips curled up in a small smile and felt himself relax in the other's touch. "Sorry, I'm still sleepy." he mumbled to Gilbert.
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Post by GILBERT BEILSCHMIDT on Jan 9, 2011 19:48:19 GMT 8
"It's no problem," he assured him, barely catching the words in his preoccupied state. His hand moved to caress the Brit's cheek in an attempt to lull him to sleep. It didn't seem like anyone else was going to come in just yet, so he guessed Arthur could still get some shut-eye...though he hoped that no one would enter, because he really didn't want anyone seeing him do something so pansy-like.
A few moments passed like that in silence (save for Gilbird's occasional chirping), and Gilbert was already getting bored. Then an idea struck him, and he glanced at Arthur, wondering if the blond actually fell asleep. The hand caressing him switched to grabbing his shoulder , before lightly shaking him awake.
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Post by ARTHUR KIRKLAND on Jan 9, 2011 21:05:51 GMT 8
Arthur nodded in respons and kept his eyes shut. He felt his cheeks immediately turn red when Gilbert caressed his cheek. It was more in suprise. He smiled slightly and felt his blush fade away. It was nice. He felt himself becoming more sleepy.
That was until he was shaken. Arthur raised his head and opened his eyes. "What is it? Class about to start?" he asked as he rubbed his eyes.
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