#deviel

And when Arthur finally noticed the homely hues of lavender and fuchsia swirling into the night sky, a sad frown creased his brow and he gave Alfred's hand a quick pat. “You should leave now. You probably have work today.” He finally murmured, casting a longing glance back towards the bridge. Alfred nodded thoughtfully, his shoulder's slumping. “Yeah, I always have work. That's all I do is work, actually. I had to quit school a month after you died because I couldn't keep up with tuition and my scholarship wouldn't cover it. I barely make enough to pay rent with.” He sighed, offering his friend a small smile. “Alfred, that aeronautics program was your life! What about your dream of becoming a pilot?” Arthur pressed, clearly upset by this news. He certainly hadn't been expecting anything of the sort and if he had only told him he needed help while he was alive, he could have assisted him in someway! The American just gave a meek shrug. “I'm just a slummy city boy, Arts. I don't have nothing but my name.” “That's rubbish.” Arthur gave him a peeved glare. “You have me. We've been friends since I moved into the city four years ago. Do you call that nothing?” Alfred opened his mouth to response, but promptly closed it again. He did have a point. Arthur released a soft sigh, patting Alfred's thigh. “Anyways, love, you should leave or you'll be stuck until tomorrow morning.” Once the sun peeked, the wall divided the living from the dead again and wouldn't allow anything back in until the following evening. There had been many humans that had accidentally lost themselves in the spirit realm. It was so similar to the one of the living, most of them didn't realize what had happened until someone couldn't see them. Alfred's face contorted in thought, then a broad smile stretched across his lips when an idea came to him. “I'm staying.” Arthur sputtered, flying to his feet. “Excuse me?” He spewed, staring down to Alfred in disbelief. Alfred just presented him with that same forbearing smile, holding his head up confidently. “Well, I have a choice to leave or stay until the next day. Who's to say I can't just stay here with you for however long I like?” Alfred chimed, holding his hand out for Arthur. Green eyes just stared at it, his own raising with apparent hesitancy, gently intertwining with those sunbathed fingers. “You're a blooming idiot.” Arthur muttered under his breath, he swore he could feel his stilled heart beat with happiness. With a delighted cry at his affirmation, Alfred jumped up as well and enveloped Arthur into his arms, sharing a lung crushing hug with him. Maybe one of these days, he'll finally build up the courage to tell Arthur about that crush he'd always had on him. It didn't have to be anytime soon. They did have eternity after all. “We can be best friends forever!”