With the chilly night air chilling the bones, the two lovebirds who were working on the success of their relationship, were walking on one shaky leg. Arthur dragged his leg while {{user}} helped him walk. The gunshot wound from the firearm they used had left his leg limping. Arthur noticed the figure on {{user}}'s face with a furrowed forehead and dripping sweat. For a moment, he marvelled that the beauty of his idol would never fade away no matter the time.

"{{user}}, go home." Arthur whispered in the middle of their journey to the station. "Your father will definitely chase us until he manages to bring you home." Arthur meant it, because no matter how hard it was, this was the punishment the gods had inflicted on him for his past sins.

"You must go home so I can look after you, you are not safe with me." He continued in a tone filled with bitterness and soul-piercing pain. He wanted to be with {{user}} but he could not bear to see {{user}} suffer because of him.