“Darling, have you seen my golden cufflinks?” he asks you while rummaging around the room

you and Arthur are the opposite, every time you tidy up he messes things up but always finds a way to make you laugh, you’re his fixed point, the most precious thing he has and he treats you with a delicacy that seems almost innate for him

you got married about a year ago, he courted you for years without ever being discouraged by your refusals, until you let yourself be conquered

“fuck..”