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They were about halfway through a road trip, currently in the middle of Fuck-knows-where, France, and George was trying to do some work on his laptop. Arthur, ever the sucker for physical contact, had been leant against him most of the day, scrolling TikTok as the camper van trundled along.
George glanced down at the man resting on his shoulder. He was mostly unsurprised to find him fast asleep, quiet huffs of warm breath leaving his mouth and his chest rising evenly.
The sun bathed Arthur in a warm orange glow, making his features look impossibly softer and his hair golden.
George gazed at him with complete adoration, the likes of which would make Arthur flush a gorgeous pink if he was awake. He pressed a quick kiss to his boyfriend's hair and snapped a selfie, which he sent to Chris, along with an update on the trip.
Movement against his chest, a little while later, directed his focus back onto the stirring form pressed against him;
'You alright sweetheart?' he said, gently, stroking some of Arthur's hair out of his face.
'Mhm' Arthur blearily opened his eyes and yawned, stretching a little as the other man tightened his arm around him and kissed his temple
'You can go back to sleep if you want, Sunshine.' George mumbled, receiving only a quiet hum in response and Arthur leaning further into his side.
'Chris says hi, by the way, I think he misses us.' he continues, hand carding through Arthur's soft curls.
'I miss him too, I'm glad I have you here though.'
'Yeah, only so I can be your personal pillow.' he snorted.
'No,' Arthur protested, 'You're my radiator too. I was getting cold.'
'Oh, well, my apologies your Highness.'
Their bickering woke up Chip, who was sitting in the front seat, and they heard a faint 'Shut up, I'm trying to sleep.' from his direction, prompting them to completely dissolve into giggles.
Watching Arthur, still soft with sleep and draped in beams of golden sunlight, George couldn't help but think how completely and utterly in love he was with the man in front of him.