The Little Things

⭐️Thirty-Nine⭐️

Like a good author, I will now give you the time during a time skip, so you know the time of day and how much time has passed.

**9:50 PM**

     Arthur pulled a purple sweater over Francis' head. He was slightly saddened by it, but he knew that it wouldn't be good to continue to let Francis roam around naked.

     Francis clapped his hands and giggled before grabbing Arthur and pulling him down onto the bed with him.

     "Gah!"

     Francis pinned Arthur to the bed and looked down at him, smirking with that look in his eyes.

     "Oh no you don't. I just dressed you. And you are not going to be roaming around unclothed for five days again."

     Francis huffed and leaned down towards Arthur. "Give."

     Arthur, in turn, stretched his head towards Francis, waiting for the kiss.

     At the last second, Francis leaned away and raised an eyebrow at Arthur, smirking slyly.

     Arthur glared at Francis. "Stop being so smug and kiss me already."

**12:45 AM**

     Arthur shoved a sweater over Francis' head, it was a grey one this time.

     Francis yawned and rubbed at his eyes, his wet hair stuck to the sides of his face.

     Arthur grabbed a brush and started gently brushing Francis' damp hair.

     When he finished, he kissed the tip of Francis' nose. He set the brush down and pulled Francis into his lap.

     Francis squeaked and went limp in Arthur's arms.

     Arthur kissed Francis' neck, causing the Frenchman to twitch and whimper softly.

     "Shh... everything is fine, love...." Arthur crawled farther onto the bed, bringing Francis with him. He curled protectively around his Frenchie and soon they were both sleeping.

**10:38 AM**

     Francis was sitting in the living room, playing with his toy frog and a few other toys Arthur had bought for him on his last trip out of the house. It wasn't long before part of the frog went into his mouth.

     Arthur trotted into the room, doing something on his phone. He looked up and spotted Francis, his eyes widened. "No no no!" Arthur sped over to Francis and pulled the frog out of his mouth. "Toys don't go in our mouths...."

     Francis grunted angrily before sticking part of the frog back into his mouth.

     Arthur pulled it back out. "Nope."

     The Frenchman tried again just to get the frog taken away.

     "Now you don't get it at all. See how this works?"

     Francis wailed and balled up his hands into fists. "Wan'! Wan'!"

     Arthur sighed and picked him up. He walked over to the couch and sat down with the blubbering Frenchman in his lap. Arthur touched a finger to Francis' bottom lip. "Here, you can have this...."

     Francis grabbed Arthur's hand and his finger went straight into his mouth. He stopped crying and looked up at Arthur.

     Arthur wiggled his finger in Francis' mouth and gently kissed his forehead. "Everything's alright, love...."