Francis was drooling on Arthur's shirt as he slept, but Arthur didn't mind. He was too busy thinking about how cute the Frenchman looked. Too busy thinking about if he could kiss him and get away with it, without him knowing.
Arthur gently brushed a few hairs out of Francis' face. His heart fluttered and he smiled softly. "You're simply amazing, my Frenchie...." He tilted Francis' face up and silently looked over his face. His gaze lingered on Francis' lips for a little too long and he quickly looked away, blushing slightly. He quietly cleared his throat and kissed Francis' forehead, getting no reaction from the sleeping Frenchman. "Simply amazing...."
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The Little Things
FanfictionFrancis hurts his head, resulting in him forgetting nearly everything. Arthur is stuck with taking care of him. I'm not very good at writing story descriptions... please don't let this keep you from reading the story.... (Sequel to this is My Darlin...
