"Wow," Milky said in a daze when they entered Arthur's apartment. Her heart was bitter with a bit of jealousy. 'How will I be able to compete with this?' she thought.
The living room was quite classy with neutral grey couches, a lovely coffee table at the center, and a few tables on each side of the couch.
However, this wasn't the best part of the living room. Instead, it was the lovely view of the city they could get.
Ezra walks to the window to look at the view. "One day son, you would live in this place and get a view of the city whenever you like."
That was Mr. Dumas' promise to him when they came here to visit and was mesmerized by the view. It is not as beautiful as he remembers because it's daytime. "Arthur, is the night beautiful?" Ezra asked, his eyes glowing in a bit of excitement.
Arthur didn't know how to respond, he didn't know what the city night looked like since he never paid any attention to it.
He pursed his lips slightly and shrugged.
Ezra was a bit disappointed. He isn't going to be staying over, so he wouldn't be able to see it.
"So," Milky said as she set up her books. "Where should we start from?"
"I don't know," Ezra replies looking at the books. He missed a lot. There's no way he'll learn everything in a day.
"Physics?" Ezra said picking a note that was labeled 'Physics' in rough cursive handwriting.
Milky felt a bit nervous. She doesn't know any physics. She just writes the notes the teacher puts on the board.
"Let's start with Biology instead," she said, picking a notebook with far more beautiful cursive handwriting. She grins nervously holding up the book.
Ezra raised an eyebrow. 'Why is she nervous?' he thought. He shook it off and smiled. "Okay," he said and Milky looked relieved that he agreed with her.
'She doesn't know anything about Physics,' Arthur thought chuckling evilly. "Why can't we do Physics?" Arthur inquired, looking at her suspiciously.
'You bastard!' Milky thought, she had a forced smile on her face. "I just think Biology is going to be easier," she said.
"But Physics is a lot easier, just a few formulas and laws, however with Biology, ugh!"
Milky gritted her teeth and clenched her fist angrily, while Arthur smirked in achievement.
Ezra was helpless by this. He grabs Arthur's arm and stands up. "Excuse us Milky, I want to speak to Arthur for a minute," he said, apologetically
Milky was left alone in the living room while somehow Ezra was able to lead Arthur to his kitchen which was ten times bigger than his own. "This place is big," Ezra mutters stopping.
But he's not here to marvel at this kitchen but to speak to Arthur. "Do you dislike Milky?" he asked Arthur turning to him.
Arthur blinks innocently. "Why whatever do you mean?" he asked.
Ezra pouts slightly. "I want to catch up in class but she's the only one who offered to help catch up," he said.
"But I can teach you," Arthur said.
Ezra nods slowly. "I know that," he said. "But you are a horrible teacher," he said slowly, not wanting to hurt Arthur's feelings.
Arthur huffs playfully. "Well excuse me for trying," he said folding his arms and turning, acting angry.
Ezra thought this was real though. 'Is he angry at me?' he thought worriedly. "I'm so--" he wanted to say he was sorry, but Arthur might get angrier.
"Is there something I can do to heal your angered heart?" he asked hopefully.
Arthur turned to Ezra slowly and had this mischievous thought. "Alright," he said. "Give me a little peck here," he said pointing at his lips.
Ezra was flustered immediately. "Wh-wh-what, no" he stammered.
"Why?" Arthur inquired pouting. "You always did that when I got angry when were children," he said. There's no way Ezra would do it. He would probably just look for an alternate and call him childish.
Ezra was conflicted a bit. It's true he used to do this, but he wasn't very aware. He was told that a kiss on the lips was for a very special someone and could be used to calm a person down. Mrs. Dumas had taught him that when they were still mother and son.
He did it quite a lot to Arthur because he was very special to him and they were best friends.
What's one more?
Arthur was surprised to feel a gentle touch on his lips. Ezra was blushing heavily. "You are no longer angry, let's go, and please try not to be difficult," he said leaving Arthur alone in the kitchen.
Arthur's face slowly turned red as he touched his lips. 'I didn't expect that,' he thought to himself.