Uniform

Summary: Angela loved her man in a uniform. Especially if that uniform was his fatherly one.


Mmm…

Angela gave a smirk to herself as she watched Arthur. He was busying himself with their ten-month-old daughter Lucy, making sure she was alright after she had let out a horrid scream, making both her parents think she was in some dire trouble.

But, no. She just wanted her daddy to come pick her up. Once Arthur had done so, she instantly stopped her screaming and began to giggle.

"Luce, you scared us half to death, child!" Arthur was trying to scold her, because he knew Lucy knew exactly what she was doing, and she needed to know she scared her parents.

Lucy, however, just giggled and put her hands on either side of her daddy's face, and tried to pull him in for an Eskimo kiss, something Angela had taught her months ago.

Angela held back a laugh as her darling husband sighed, smiling slightly as their daughter rubbed their noses together while cooing happily.

"Lucy, you need to take a nap."

Lucy looked from Arthur to Angela, whining when she heard the word 'nap'. She gave a sad look to her father, who only shook his head. "You heard your mother."

Lucy gave a pout, before yawning and rubbing her eyes with her tiny hands, making Arthur laugh before he sat down in the rocking chair with her.

Angela just smiled as she walked over and watched her daughter fall asleep. Arthur looked up her, his face reddening a bit as he noticed her smile.

"What are you smiling at?"

Angela laughed, before kissing him.

"I love a man in uniform. Especially his fatherly uniform."

Arthur just stared at her, trying to decipher what she meant, before his face went even redder as he figured it out.

"Angela."

"Yes, my love?"

"Shut up."

"So rude… but I still love you."

"I love you too."

END