Arthur and Emily finished their meal and left the money on the table with the bill and a tip. Outside,the sun began to set and the wind became a little chilly as the it blew swiftly through their bodies.
"Aaah,this is relaxing!" She said as she sniffed the cool breeze
"It is..." Arthur replied in a relaxed tone as the wind blew gently to their faces,their hair flowing with the gentle wind.
Emily looked at Arthur as his messy dirty blonde hair was dancing with the wind and when it stopped it landed perfectly and messily over his face,he looked like so cute and hot- wait did she just thought he was cute and hot? Well he is cute but hot...
Emily blushed to the thought when she felt cold hands cup her cheeks,she jumped and looked up only to be drowned by the rich emerald orbs of his eyes.
"You okay,love?"
"Yeah...just tired I guess?"
"I think we should be getting home by now...its getting a bit late" Arthur pointed at his wrist watch which pointed to 8:30pm. She nodded and walked off with him. Arthur stopped walking infront of a small girl's shop, Emily eyed him from the side. Arthur grabbed her wrist and pulled her in,the confused girl just followed him in.
"Arthur,what are we doing here? I dunt like dresses if your making me wear one!" She protested looking at the lovely (for her it was boring) dresses. She didnt recieve a reply from him who was busy looking at some hair accesories.
He turned and placed a ribbon shaped clip on her head until she shooked "Go wear it yourself,I dont want it!" She protested,he just nodded and eyed two starshaped clips,its goldish color glinted. Arthur grabbed it and gently tilted Emily's face upward with his index finger. He slowly pushed away some of her stubborn bangs and clipped them on the side. His eyes widened and lines of blush appeared on his cheeks,he turned Emily around to look at a small round mirror nearby. Her eyes widened and her mouth shaped O as glared at her reflection.
"It looks good on you,Emily" Arthur said proudly
"Wow,now I wont have trouble shoving away these bangs from now on" she said tilting her head sideways as she touched one of the golden clips on her head.
"And It reminds me of the stars of America!" She said happily
"Do you like it?" He asked smiling warmly
"Definetly!" She answered quickly,Arthur already payed for it so she could use it. "Im glad you did" he said as he combed her short gloden locks with his fingers "Beautiful as always" he said softly
Emily turned red and hit his head gently with her bat, "Weh! Cheesy are we?" She said playfully "But thanks by the way..."
Arthur chuckled "Your very welcome..." then they drove their way back home.
When they got home,Emily happily looked at the awesome prizes she got from the arcade,she changed to her PJs and sat on the floor and played video games (as usual) ignoring the sleep thats tempting her.
Arthur passed by her room 'Well...I guess Ill let her stay up just for today...its her birthday anyway...' he thought then he went downstairs to resume his work.
After little while,Arthur stood up and stretched,his back is a stiff. He went upstairs to check on Emily. He slowly pushed the door open and he saw her asleep on the carpeted floor hugging a pillow with the controller in her hand.
Arthur sighed and turned off the game and TV and took the controller gently off her hand and rolled it up neatly beside the warm game box.
He gently picked up Emily bridal style. She was a little heavy but atleast he managed carry her,come to think of it,she's not as heavy as Alfred though.
Arthur lifted a leg on her bed and gently layed her down,he stared at her face,oh how she resembled Alfred. Her calm expression and soft breathing was like a rythm to him. He caressed her cheeks with his hand and removed the twin star clips from her hair and placed it on the nightstand beside her bed.
He leaned closer to her until the tips of their nose touched,he blushed and pulled away.
'What the bloody hell do you think your doing Arthur?!' He scolded himself and slapped himself mentally.
He bent down and brushed away her bangs and tucked some hair behind her ear "Good night,Emily" he whispered softly.
He stood up and walked away slowly when he felt the room spin and his sight darken making his head really dizzy.
He leaned on the door frame rubbing his temples with his hands.
"Ugh...not now..." he whispered and went down the stairs and made himself some tea.
"I dont have the leisure to be tired now..." he looked at his pile of work files amd computer "I still have many work to do" he said and sat down to the couch and resumed his work.
The next day Emily woke up and went downstairs,Arthur had made Omelet for them,Arthur stood up from the couch when he saw her coming down "Good morning love,sleep well?" He asked
"Yeah I guess so...I thought I fell asleep on the floor...you?" she said sleepily
Arthur hesitated to answer that "Ooh...well breakfast is ready" he changed the topic as he pulled out her chair and pushed her in
"I can do it myself you know..." she said frowning
He didnt reply,he just sipped his tea and put on his glasses while taking a couple of bites from his omelet as he read a newspaper.
Emily's eyes widened surprised "You wear glasses dude?"
He looked up "Uuh...yeah?"
"Wow dude like it totally suits you!" She complemented
"Uuh...thanks?" He said slowly cheeks turning red.
Emily smiled as she chewed happily,the omelet's really good for the first time it didn't taste funny or burned into crisp.
~Time skip after two days (sorry kinda lazy)~
Another meeting was held,Arthur sat on his chair quietly looking down,while Emily chatted with the others pretty much like Alfred. Feliciano was proposing that they should serve pasta all over the world to make every one happy and Ludwig scolded him to not use pasta in important meeting like this.
It only lasted for a while and all the time Arthur didn't pay attention and just looked down with beads of sweat sliding down his face. His hair covered his eyes,he would occassionaly scold Emily to stop eating but he always ended their arguement with a heavy huff and look away. Francis had been eyeing him for a while and suspects that theres something wrong with him.
He got his chance to confront him when he saw Arthur walking alone in the hallway.
"Angleterre~" he said walking up to him
Arthur just walked as if he havent heard anything.
"Angleterre~?" He said once again,and again,no reply,his brows twitched and placed his hand on his shoulder.
"Arthur!" He said when a fist suddenly hit his face,he fell in the process,holding his face. Though he was confused of the way he puched his face,sure it was hard but it didn't hurt like how it used to.
"Uuugh...not my beautiful face..." he muttered "Why did you do that,Anglettere?"
"Because you were following me you frog!" He growled "And dont call me that!"
"Okay okay," he said as he got up "Look I waz just worried about you,you were zo quiet and...your soaked in zweat! Are you alright?" He asked with concern
'Seriously,since when did this frog ever cared?!' Arthur thought "Its none of your bloody buisness,Im fine you frog! Just tired..."
"Ohonhonhon~ then why don't you rest at big brother-" Arthur cut him off by attempting to punch his face again but Francis caught it with his palm and cover his hand with his.
'Damn I dont have time for this bloody frog' he thought lowering his head but his glare still fixed on the frenchman 'Bloody hell,my body feels heavy...' he thught as his vision began to blurr and blacken but he shook his head to shake it off.
"Arthur?" Francis asked,now really concerned about his british friend,sure he's the guy who like scold and get pissed off immediatley but now,him,being slow and vulnerable made him worry.
"Im fine you bloody git" he said between huffs.
"Anglete-" "I SAID IM FINE SO GET AWAY FROM ME!!" he snapped and yelled,his voice sound hoarse.
Arthur saw Emily walking,she greeted him but he suddenly grabbed her hand "C'mon,lets go...!" He said as he tugged her hand and dragged the poor confused girl. Francis eyed them as they walk passed him,they wern't that far from him when Arthur's eyes completely darkened.
"Sh...it..." he said finally as he suddenly collapsed on the cold hard floor.
"Arthur!" Emily exclaimed as she knelt down grabbing his arm.
"Angleterre!" Francis ran to them and knelt on the other side of the unconcious man.
"Zis is bad,lez take him to the hospital!" He said as he wrapped Arthurs arm around his neck while Emily did the same with his other arm and they drove to the nearest hospital.
They waited outside Arthur's room,Emily sat on a chair while hitting the tip of her bat on the floor causing tapping sound in the quiet atmosphere. While Francis leaned on the wall beside her,biting his lower lip.
After a short while the doctor came out,Emily and and Francis shot up and approached the doctor.
"W-what happend to Arthur,doc? Is he okay?" Emily asked with a concerned look
"Calm down,dear. First tell me your name and your relationship with the patient" He said calmly.
"Im Francis Bonnefoy,Im the patient's friend and the Lady here is Emily F. Jones,she's the patient's lover." He answered before her
"Im not!" She hissed "He's also my friend!" She said as Francis smirked at her.
The doctor cleared his throat that caught their attention.
"Well basically the patient's fine now,he just has a fever,he's sleeping with the help of the medecine we gave him." The doctor said "Phew! Thats good to hear that he's okay..." she said with relief suddenly her phone ringed,she excused herself and answered it.
Meanwhile the doctor looked at Francis with a serious look.
"Im fully troubled about the next thing I saw in the patient's body"
"...wha?" Francis asked.
"We found a cut on his wrist,it seemed like he intended to commit scuicide,do not worry,from the looks of the wound..that happend 9 or 10 years ago..."
Francis' face paled that was exactly the year when Alfred left him.
"Also his body is fairly weak,he collapsed due to stress and lack of nutrition. He hasn't been eating properly,and I assume that he's been doing that for the past months...if not,for years!" Francis just looked down,he knew of Arthur's frail health and he knew that the brit would just harshly brush off the conversation and get on a rampage when it comes to his health.
"I-I see..." he said weakly "I-Ill just inform this to my friend later..."
The doctor nodded his head "You can take him home now,and also give him these medecines every 4 hours,well,I must take my leave for I must check on my other patients,take care of your friend,until then." He said finally and walked off, Francis bit his lip knowing that something like this would happen. Emily came back and asked Francis what the doctor said.
"He zed we could take Angleterre home now,he only got a fever"
"Oh,well thats good!" Emily said with a smile oblivious about Arthur's frail health amd just thought it was just and ordinary cold...
~Time skip~
They arrived at Arthur's house,they laid him down on his bed and covered him with his blanket. Francis thought of telling Emily,he opened his mouth to say it but he just told Emily that he's going out to buy the medecine that the doctor said he would need to recover,he told her to care for him while he was out,she nodded and turned to Arthur. Francis walked out the room his long silky hair covered his eyes as he told himself what a coward he is that he couldnt tell Emily about Arthur's health. He went through the front door and closed it gently and walked down the street.
Meanwhile Emily looked at Arthur as beads of sweat formed on his face,she saw his shirt-that was now soaked with sweat. She instantly got up and went to his dresser and got out a blue shirt with a union flag design on the front but the back was plain blue.
She smelled the scent of Arthur and the slightest smell of Earl grey. She smiled and got up,she went to the bathroom and got a small basin filled with water and a small towel.
She settled the basin on the nightstand and sat on his bed. She gently lifted his body up to a sitting position with her arm wrapped around his back for support,his head hunged as he groaned a little from his sleep. Emily unbuttoned his shirt gently and she couldn't help to steal glances at the sleeping brit. Emily gently took off his shirt and wiped his sweaty arms with it. She squeezed the small towel and wiped it against his hot and sweaty body.
'Damn he really is Hot!' She thought as she wiped her chest. And by hot she meant his body is hot and not the H.O.T.
Well sure he was hot because he had a slight mascular body with slight abs showing. Emily blushed and shooked away the thought. Her eyes flew to Arthur's torso,she leaned him back a little with her arm on his back,his head hung backward a little exposing his bare neck.
'Oh god he really is hot!' She blushed,her eyes eyes scanned his chest and just realized how thin he was,he's not skinny type one but he's so thin! Thin enough to slightly reveal some of his ribs on his sides. He may looked healthy because of his clothes but he was merely almost skin and bones. Her hand flew to his wrist and felt a long cut,as she scanned it curiously,her eyes widened in shock when she saw his wrist with a cut on it,it already healed ofcourse and it was just skin but the horrible cut mark remained.
"Don't tell me you..." she asked softly,Arthur's head just moved a few inches but he didnt woke up. She finished wiping him and pushed his head through the shirt then one arm and the other and rolled it down,she gently leaned him back to bed and put the covers up to his chest again.
She stood up and saw Francis standing by the doorframe holding the plastic with the medicine in one hand.
"Francis..."
"Oui...we need to talk,but not in here" he said as he placed the medecine on the nightstand and left the room after Emily,he looked back at Arthur and and closed the door gently.
"Tell me what was that cut on his wrist is and how his body-"
"Please,let me explain..." he said holding his hand up.
"First...ze cut" he started "I dont know if I should tell you zis...but do you already know about Arthur's relationship vith Alfred in ze past?"
Emily nodded
"Well... I think its better if he'd just explain that part to you..." Francis said hesitantly
"Aaaaw why wont you tell me??" She asked
"Because I zhink its better if he's ze one who'll tell you,he'll be mad if I told you about it."
Emily puffed her cheeks and frowned and just nodded.
"Eversince that incident,he became more focused on his work that he forgot to take care of himself,and that's one of the things Alfred hates about him."He continued
"Does Alfred really hates Arthur that much?" She asked
"Hm? Oh no,zey used to be really close with each other,Arthur loved and treasured Alfred az his little brother and his family. Even zough he's really not related to him. Vut I guess Alfred just wants to be inzependent and all...I zhink you should just ask your brother about it...I zon't know much of ze details..." he said apologetically and he knew Emily was getting pissed off with him "But for now,ze important zhing here is that Arthur gets well,he has a frail health and needs to be taken care of,and I zink you can help with zat,Emily." He said as a smile crept up to his lips
"Eh? How can I?" She asked confused
"You resembled much of your brother Alfred to him and your more like him,Im sure Arthur misses his little brother so bad that he takes care of you the way he takes care of Alfred. He just needs some love and someone who he could love and care of." He said as he tucked a few chunks of hair behind her ear "you also remind me of your brozher,Matthew,same curly hair..." he smiled "Well I must zake my leave,I have zome errandz to run. Text me if he'z awake or if you need zomething." He said finally as he planted a kiss on her hand and left.
Emily took a few minutes before she decided to enter the room. She took the small basin and refilled it with new water and rinsed the small towel in the bathroom and sat back on the bed placing the basin back on the nightstand,she sat beside him and combed his hair,she placed a hand on his forehead and clicked her tongue in disapproval as she squeezed the towel and folded it onto two. She gently placed it on his steaming forehead. She looked at how red his face was and beads of sweat slid down his face and how he breathed deeply and slowly,he would sometimes breath with a shaking breath,that meant he was cold. She and removed her jacket and slowly sat him up and slid his arms in the sleeves put it on him,and leaned him back down on the bed.
She recieved a message from Francis,saying that she should give him the medicine every 4 hours and make sure he eats properly. She texted back with a Ok and shoved her phone in her pocket. She looked at his wrist watch and noticed it was 7:35 she thought of making him some soup and give him some medicine. She went downstairs and cooked the food. When she was done,she placed a big bowl of hot soup on a tray with a spoon and carefully went up the stairs,went she got on the top,she gently kicked open Arthur's bedroom door and walked in. She placed on the table and bent down to Arthur. She gently shook his shoulders and said with a gentle voice "Yo british dude,get up. I made you some soup,get up and eat so you can take your medecine" she shaked him more and he moaned and opened his eyes-were now dark green and deep.
"C'mon,get up." She said as she gently sat him up and took the bowl and spoon from the tray and dipped a spoonfull of hot soup and she blew it gently and pressed the cool tip on his pale lips but he didn't open them to let it enter.
"Say 'Ah' Artie" she said mouthing the 'Ah' word
"I-im not hungry..." he said softly,his voice sounded tired and hoarse.
"You have to eat something or else you won't be able to take your medecine" she said and pushed it again gently to his lips,and again,he refused and shook his head. She tried a couple more times but still he won't open up. He's so stubborn!
"Look,stop being so stubborn and eat already! You won't get well if you won't eat,I worked hard for this soup so you better eat it! And don't you dare mutter or moan stubbornly infront of me! You'll eat especially when Im around wether you like it or not!" She snapped with a serious expression on her face.
Arthur's tired eyes looked at her,although they looked like they didn't care he was really shocked about her sudden outburst. Arthur couldn't see Emily clearly because of his blurred vision but he knew she was getting serious.
He finally opened his mouth slowly and she slowly pushed the spoon in. His eyes narrowed as he frowned and gulped thickly.
"Oh sorry was it still hot? Sorry..." she quickly said taking another dip and blowing it more before serving it to him. While she fed him,he had his tired eyes fixed on her. Emily was about to give him another spoonfull when their eyes accidentaly met.
They locked eyes for a moment and averted her gaze away from him when she felt her cheeks blush and continued feeding him. Emily gave him the medicine Francis told her to give him,he swallowed it slowly and drank the water Emily brought him.
Arthur and Emily locked eyes again, she felt the warmth of his eyes,the heaviness inside and his hot breath touching her face sent chills to her spine. She could see his face shaded red,she's not sure if he was blushing or is it because he's sick?
They continued to stare at each other then Arthur slowly leaned forward to Emily and rested his head on the crook of her neck,mummbling something under his breath. His hot breath muffled in her neck and gave her a chill and a sudden blush. She heard him breath slowly as he drifted off to sleep,she gave a small smile and patted his hair that was surprisingly soft! She gently laid him back down on the bed and pulled the covers on him and sat on the chair beside his bed. She set her phone alarm in the next four hours so that she could give him his medecine.
She patiently took care of Arthur even though she felt tired,she cant even take her eyes off him and could not help but feel worry. Why is she even worrying this much? She felt weird about it. She just let it all her questions pass for now,her main concern here is the Ill brit.
//Alfred and Matthew's POV//
"Eh? Really? Artie's got a cold?" Alfred asked as he slurped his shake
Matthew sighed as he lowered his phone "Im afraid so...Emily texted me saying that he caught a cold yesterday and now she's taking care of him"
"Eeh? Really? Thats weird..." he said
"The what?" Matthew turned to his brother
"You know...him having a cold"
"Arthur's a human,Alfred. Its normal for humans to get colds!"
"Oh he's human?" He said sarcastically
Matthew mentally facepalmed and sighed deeply.
"Well...I won't wonder why he suddenly collapsed like that...I mean,he's been working nonestop and barely eats and gets enough sleep and not to mention his stress. Who wouldn't get Ill...?"he said softly
"But its a good thing Emily's there and taking care of him."
"Hey! I also took care of him-"
"No offense Alfred but...the last time you said or DID that,you only placed a hamburger on his forehead instead of a wet cloth which didn't help him at all." Matthew said.
Alfred pouted then turned to his brother "Aaaargh! ...What is a dem cold anyway?!" He shouted as he ruffled his hair while Matthew sighed and Facepalmed "Your hopeless..." he whispered softly then left his fraustrated twin with kumajiro.
A/N: Hey,sup! Enjoying zhe story? Cool you read the story all the way here,Im pretty surprised and thankfull for all you dear readers. Hope you all enjoy the following chapters cuz its getting better! It might get me awhile to update it cuz Im a bit busy doing my other stories...yeah but I'll update it all as soon as I can. I don't make promises though ok?
Also,I wont mind leaving A/N's in every chap cuz like I said,I don't want to bother you all from reading my A/N's ,well...maybe I'll put a little bit of it.
Read,Comment,Vote if you wish. Im not forcing you all if you dont want to. Im happy when the readers are enjoying my story.
Well,thats all I have to say.
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