A/N: thank you for your request. This has been in my drafts for ages, oh dear lord. 😅 I remember I thought I published it, but I didnt. I'm sorry.
The scorching sun beat down relentlessly on the city as the heatwave engulfed Gotham. You and Arthur decided to take a stroll in the park, hoping for some respite from the oppressive heat. But the unforgiving weather took its toll on you, and you soon found yourself feelin dizzy and weak from heat exhaustion.
"Arthur?" You whispered in a weak voice alarming him.
Concerned, Arthur looked at you. He saw you were about to pass out and quickly led you to a shaded bench under a large tree. You sat down and he cupped your face in his hands, worry etched across his face. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.
You looked at him, into his green eyes, and tried to nod but your head was spinning too much. "I-I think I just need some water," you managed to whisper before everything went black, and you passed out in Arthur's arms.
Panicking, Arthur quickly sprang into action.
"Oh no, oh no." He murmured to himself.
He gently cradled you on the bench and rushed to find a water fountain, tripping over his feet. When he returned, he gently splashed water on your face, hoping to revive you.
"Come on, please wake up," he urged softly, his heart pounding with worry. "I'm here, and I won't leave your side."
He covered his mouth to suppress his laughing fit, hoping it won't hit him right now.
Slowly, you began to stir, your eyes fluttering open. Arthur's relief was palpable, his panic slowly ceasing as he continued to cool you down with water, gently brushing your forehead with his wet sleeve.
"You scared me," he confessed, his soft voice wavering slightly, his brows slightly knitted. "I don't know what I'd do if something happened to you."
You managed a weak smile, touched by Arthur's concern. His face was all you could see as it was only inches away from yours, "Thank you for taking care of me," you murmured, your voice still shaky.
Arthur smiled back, his eyes filled with genuine affection. "Always, I'll always take care of you," he vowed, pressing a gentle kiss on your forehead.
As the sun gradually set, the heat began to subside, and the cool breeze provided much-needed relief. your strength returned, thanks to Arthur's loving support, and you two walked home together, hand in hand, knowing you had someone to lean on in both the scorching heat and the darkest moments of life. You were utterly thankful for that.