December 14

"Non!" Francis huffed and crossed his arms. Arthur put on a begging face, sticking out his bottom lip. He grabbed the taller man's elbow harder, his eyes pleading. The Frenchman rolled his eyes. "Fine, make it quick..."

Arthur's face lit up and he grabbed an ugly pink sweater from the couch, throwing it on Francis' head. "Try it on!"

Francis rolled his eyes -for the second time in less than a minute- and pulled the thing over his head.

Arthur squealed with delight at Francis. "Look! Look in the mirror!" Francis did, and tried not to sob at his reflecting. The sweater, oversized and uneven, made Francis look like he was wearing candy floss. "Oh, you look dashing, darling! I'll go get the camera!"

"nON!" Francis tackled the Englishman to the ground. "Never. Get. This. On. Camera."

Arthur pouted, wriggling under the weight of his husband. "Fine, but you have to make it up to me." Francis snorted, pulling Arthur in a hug.

"Oh, I will..."

~La Fin~

-.- Guys i could really use some prompts right now, I can't think of anything new.