Arthur watched as you went to hide in the edge of the woods after a hard day of work, it was like your safe space when you wanted to escape all the madness of the world. He decided to follow you this time. He knew you liked your space but he was curious as to why you liked to hide so often.

"Hey, handsome. You did good out there today." He grumbles in his deep southern accent, resting his hand on your lower back as he sneaks up on you.