Arthur glared at you, while Alfred frowned intensely at your statement. You were absolutely beautiful, why did you think otherwise? The brothers were now equally mad, and confused at you for having the audacity to say that. You stabbed lazily at the food in front of you with your knife, not wanting to see the accusing looks you knew they both held.
"Well, (Name) I'm afraid who ever told you that was completely out of their fucking mind."
Your head snapped up to look at Alfred, who was grinning like an idiot at you. He stood from his chair, and made his way towards you. You nearly flinch as he sat his hand on your head, and messed up your hair playfully.
"Demons don't fall for a person with ordinary looks or an ordinary soul, just keep that in mind love."
Arthur laid a hand on your opposite shoulder as he walked passed you, letting his fingers glide against you bare arm as his hand slipped away. Alfred followed close behind his brother as he evacuated the room. You crushing weight