Arthur tiredly rubbed his eyes before ruffling Francis' hair.
Francis quietly groaned and hid his face in Arthur's chest.
"Why don't you go and take a bath...?"
Francis whimpered.
"And... I suppose I'm going to have to help you with that as well...."
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Francis smiled childishly and pawed at Arthur's face with a bubble covered hand.
"Ack!" Arthur quickly dodged Francis' hand.
The Frenchman giggled and clapped his hands.
"Sit still, would you?" Arthur had been trying to clean Francis' hair, when he had been so rudely interrupted. "It's already awkward enough without you doing things! But, you don't really care, do you...?"
"No!"
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Francis quickly crawled away. Arthur wrapped his arms around the Frenchman's midsection and pulled him back onto his lap where he sat on his bed. He grabbed a blue shirt off of the bed and started trying to put it on Francis.
"Noooo! Nooooooooo!" Francis started squirming.
"Come on... you-" Arthur dodge one of Francis' arms, "you need to put a shirt on!"
"No!"
Arthur buried his face in in Francis' neck. "Please...?"
Francis went completely still.
Arthur breathed in deeply. "Please, my darling Frenchie...?" When Francis didn't reply, he slowly slid the shirt onto him. He curled his arms around Francis' stomach and kissed his rose-scented neck. "Thank you~"
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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...
