USUK: Squeaking Arthur Kirkland. Straight-A student. Tea-lover. Fell for Alfred F. Jones, his almost complete opposite. Arthur sighed, sitting alone at his lunch table. He pulled out th lunch he made and began to eat. All was peaceful until- "Arthurrrrrrrr!" Alfred sat next to Arthur and hugged him. Arthur blushed. "G-Get off of me, you git!" "But you're so squishy!" Alfred gave Arthur a light squeeze. Arthur squeaked like a rubber duck. Oh crap. Alfred looked at Arthur. "... Did you just squeak?" "Erm... N-No?" Alfred smirked evilly. "What else do you squeak about~?" Alfred poked Arthur's stomach. Arthur squeaked. Alfred ran a finger up Arthur's back
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