~~POV: Francis~~
I awoke again to hear mumbling from another room... it sounded like a woman and a very concerned man... wait, that's... Arthur.
I saw them both of them walk in, one of them seeming to be a nurse.
"Hello sir, I am Alice, not only Arthur's neighbour but a registered nurse. He asked me to help you with your... problem." She said in a calm tone
Arthur helping me?! What a laugh! He hasn't helped me since... Somme... anyways, why'd he help me?!
"Fortunately I have a tough idea of what you might have but we might need to run some tests." She mumbled, monotone as ever.
"Oh no darling, I'm fine, really!" I humbly responded "if you excuse moi, I have work to d-" before I could even get up, Arthur pushed me back down
"Ow?! What ze fuck was that for?!" I yelled
"Look I don't want you here but you've gotta stay here so we can figure out what the fucks up with you!" He shouted, making us all of silent as I felt the feeling of something coming from my lungs...
I tried to grab the bucket by the bedside and use that. Feeling the deafening silence as soon as I stopped gagging.
"Let me see that." Alice demanded while snatching the bucket as I watched her face slowly form into a face of pure disgust and horror. "I'll be right back.."
She tan off, presumably to either flee or get something from her house.
"Are those flowers?!" Arthur uttered while trying to cover his mouth as I sat in silence, filled with confusion.
I glanced up at Arthur slowly, expecting him to be furious at me for vomiting like that but... he.. hugged me, not caring if I'd make him sick too.
"Don't this this means anything, idiot." He stated
"Still lacking in the insult department, I see?" I told him sarcastically
"Don't make me regret helping you." He remarked.
"Hey, if you were helping me when sick, where's my chicken noodle soup?" I asserted in a sarcastic tone.
"Speaking of which, I think I've got some soup in the stove for you.."
I just watched in awe... he... cared? A smile widened across my face and son enough, I was giggling like a little girl. He returned with some soup, clearly not home-made
"What soup is zis?" I slowly mentioned
"Broccoli and Stilton. Since I know you like cheese and fancy shit nobody else likes." He snapped back. I was more offended at the fact he was right, I did like broccoli and Stilton soup.
I slowly sipped the soup, watching him realise I actually liked it.
"Not bad, considering your cooking."
"Hey! My cookings not that bad-!"
"Oh please, whenever you cook, I can hear the firefighters preparing."
He looked at me in shock and annoyance "remember whose taking care of you right now."
"And whose also annoying me too by chance?~" I said, while chuckling
He went silent.. "hey, I was joking, Arthur.."
"I... appreciate you taking care of me..."
I slowly turned to look at him with a smile, knowing it made him feel a bit better
Eventually, Alice returned, interrupting the awkward silence, with a book?
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My beautiful lily (Hetalia FrUk)
Fanfiction⚠️cover art not mine⚠️ So this is my first fanfic so don't blame me for being inexperienced- anyways here's some trigger warnings just incase Hanahaki disease (or at least based off it, there's a few major changes) Mentions of gore and heavy themes ...
