Warning: US/UK
Chapter Five
Treasuring
He snapped his leather wrist length gloves onto his hands, as he stared into the mirror at his unconscious and fatigued Arthur, who lay asleep on the bed underneath furry and warm crimson colored blankets. Turning away from his dresser, the American flexed his fingers and mischievously grinned, while striding over to his sleeping beauty and laying his gloved palm against pale dolly cheeks. "It really worked!" he exclaimed, as his doll stirred and batted beautiful emerald hues up at him. "Well, hello there, did I wake you up?"
A blush flowed across his cheeks, while he watched those beautiful green orbs drift shut, as slender delicate fingers gently lay over his gloved hand, which were caressing pale doll cheeks. "I thought you left," his Arthur said weakly, while he held his doll's other hand that lay atop the fluffy blankets lovingly in his tight grasp. "You usually leave around this time…"
He hung his head down low, as he watched Arthur's weakening condition flourish, while leaving his beloved doll near death's doorstep. How could he let this happen? Why did he not pay attention to the signs sooner? His poor doll was in this situation, because of his frightful ignorance. "I couldn't leave you," he said, as he felt Arthur's weak pulse vibrate against his thin gloves. "I wish I could truly hold you right now…"
Emerald hues slowly opened to gaze up at him, while he found his blush returning and flowing across his cheeks again. Arthur's eyes held so much emotion, but mostly love and sadness entwining into one, which then gazed back at him in longing and desperation. How could he do this to his most precious and treasured toy from his childhood? He hated seeing his Arthur in pain, because he knew he caused the agony and the many cracks upon the antique doll, which would become Arthur's prison if he did not find a way to stop his dear friend from fading away. "You can't change time…" his doll said, as he tightened his hold on Arthur's delicate fingers. "Alfred, sweetheart, calm down…There is nothing that can be done. Time is irreversible…"
He smiled slightly, while staring into grassy hues once more, which pierced his own sapphire orbs in return and wonder. "I may not be able to reverse time yet, but I can certainly steer it towards a future which are together in," he said, as Arthur smiled upon seeing the familiar determination sparkling in his favorite blue orbs, while noticing a few cracks upon the antique version of himself being repaired. "I won't let you leave me. You're my treasure and I'm going to guard you forever."
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