Arthur and Francis slowly walked out into the garden behind the house. They sat down on a grassy area, surrounded by flowers.
Arthur picked a flower and placed it in Francis' hair.
Francis grinned before jumping at Arthur. The Englishman acted quickly and soon had Francis pinned to the ground.
"Noooo!" Francis squirmed under Arthur before huffing in defeat and giving up.
"Ha!" Arthur grinned triumphantly.
Francis smiled softly, his blue eyes sparkled with the same mischief that always used to be present them. Arthur felt his breath catch in his throat. The Frenchman's blonde hair lay messily sprawled out around him. A smirk plastered itself onto his face. In Arthur's mind, he was absolutely perfect.
He eyed Francis' lips.
"Yes~" Francis managed to free his arms and slowly curled them around Arthur, pulling him close. His face slowly neared Arthur's. Their lips connected and Arthur had never felt happier.
And then he woke up.
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Arthur sighed when he realized that Francis had soothed him into sleep. It had all been a dream.
He nuzzled Francis' neck and pulled the Frenchman closer to him.
Francis squeaked softly and placed a hand on the back of Arthur's head.
"Stop making me like you, jerk..." Arthur mumbled into Francis' neck.
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The Little Things
FanficFrancis 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...
