Hesitation is what you both had felt in the moments of bonding and alone time in the new relationship.

It’s been a few months since you guys had defined your relationship; boyfriend and girlfriend. Those titles sounded childish though, right? Who cares though when you finally have someone to call your own after all these years.

Small touches and moves were made on each other, nothing too intimate though of course. Things were still new. With Arthur’s past failed relationship with Eliza and Mary —especially Mary—, it was hard for him to accept that he was ready to try again.

Arthur was sat next to you on the crate you two pulled up to the shore near the edge of camp to overlook the beautiful night waters. The moonlight glimmered perfectly off the river, like stars in the west sky.

Jade colored eyes glanced over towards you, a quiet voice in the back of his head nagging at him about he didn’t deserve another try at love, that he would fuck it up.

He pursed his lips, taking in a small breath as he shoulders relaxed in your presence before he looked back out at the river where your eyes were.

A small note of hesitation was behind his action, moving his hand that was rested on top of his thigh to yours. The warmth of his palm enveloped yours, his tan hand now placed on top of your own.

He didn’t look at you though. Embarrassment was etched on his features ever-so-slightly as he quite literally stayed looking at the water, wanting to test your reaction.