"They're pretty aren't they?" Arthur whispered, lying on the plain grass with his hands interlocked behind his head. His hat resting on the ground, letting his dirty blonde hair flop around. He scratched his beard and turned to look at you. Completely in awe by how the stars he looked up at in the sky, reflected in your eyes like moon to the ocean.

"I could give ya the world y'know" he mumbled, looking back at the dark depths above.

He was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with you.