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Mason Stancliff.

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Considering how early it is in their relationship, Art is still a bit unsure about it. He’s a bit afraid of how things will turn out with Mason, especially so soon after Alex. But after cracking his eyes open in the morning and seeing Mason staring at him with a stupid smile on his face, after walking out of his flat wearing one of Mason’s shirts instead of his own and not realizing it till they’re standing in a coffee shop and Mason is ordering his coffee for him, just the way he likes it, Art is sure he must be doing something right. He can’t help but smile when Mason walks over to him with the hot cup of coffee, cinnamon flavored with three sugars, and asks him where he wants to spend their day off. 

Art decides to bring him to a muggle park that his dad used to bring him to when he was younger. And of course like the five year old he is at heart, he makes for the swings first, nicking one from a kid that isn’t looking. He sets his coffee cup a few feet beside him and begins pushing himself lightly with the tips of his toes. “Dad used to bring me here when I was little” he says to Mason, who starts walking behind him. “My feet didn’t even reach the ground back then, you know” he laughs as he feels Mason’s palms against his back.

Lucky. Mason had never consider himself lucky, in act he thinks he is the unluckiest person you could ever find but right now, as he asks for Art’s coffee and his own, he considers himself the luckiest man on the planet cause even when there was a moment, when Art was still dating the skunk, that Mason thought he had lost Art forever and he was getting used to it, it didn’t hurt cause he never had Art for him and then, suddenly, everything changed and the luck was on his favour. He was Art’s boyfriend and to be honest, Mason couldn’t feel happier because he never though he would be walking towards a muggle park on a date with Art, his Art.

“I can imagine, when I first met you, you were tiny” Mason said with a smile, bending over to kiss Art’s cheek, then he started pushing him softly, the swing going back and forward softly. “You’re still quite tiny, you  know?” he said, laughing softly. “But I like you that way, petite chéri” he laughs softly cause he knows is true, he likes everything about Art. His eyes, his hair, his size, his lips, his kisses, his hugs, the way he frowned when he was confused…Everything.