"This is the last time I save your sorry ass!" Francis almost shouted, making Arthur's head turn quickly:

"This better is the last time you put my oh so sorry arse into trouble, frog!" the Englishman spat back.

Francis scowled at him, leaning down to the man on the floor: "I didn't put you in trouble! You know what awaited you!"

Arthur lifted his head, coming closer as well: "I thought you had this under control!"

"I thought you and Gavin had at least a tiny bit of self-control for once!"

"I do, I can't do anything if those good for nothing scots are barbarians! Also, I didn't ask you for anything!"

"I risk a good business relationship, I risk a friendship, I risk really a lot for … nothing!"

Arthur stood up, glaring at him and pointing at the door: "I didn't ask you. There's the fucking door, I am bloody fine without your help. Go on and back to McAlistair if he's oh so precious to you! The nothing will find a way without you!"

Only their heavy breathing filled the room, both glaring each other in the eyes. But suddenly Francis sighed and ran his fingers through his hair: "I risked it for this messed up relationship we have going on. I wish I could say I risked it for you and everything, but sometimes I think it's for my wish and nothing."

Arthur clenched his fists, relaxing shortly after and looking at the door:

"Where are the others?"

"I told Arielle to take care of the others, I don't know what she did" Francis answered.

"I see … " the Englishman muttered.

"I can still get you out of here, you know?"

Arthur straightened his back and finally looked back into the dull blue eyes.

"I'd appreciate this very much", he bit his lip before he hold his hand out to Francis: "My love."

A sparkle appeared in the Frenchman's eyes before he took his hand and pulled him close: "You let me lead, mon petit?"

"I dare you to call me rabbit again" Arthur snarled and Francis chuckled, kissing his hand: "But you are mon petit lapin."

"Just get me out as intended you wanker."

"Your wish is my command."

As Arthur followed the other through the corridors of the building, he whispered:

"Besides, are you really worried about that bloody scot? This isn't the first stunt like this you pull with him and me."

"He seemed really annoyed by me lately … But you are right, I shouldn't worry. This is apparently just British default behaviours, being cranky like a little kid. Example given right behind me."

"You are an insufferable wanker."

"I love you too, Arthur, I love you too."