A/N: All right, this one goes out to Kitty O who requested Uther and young!Arthur! Enjoy, my friend! This one is one of my favorites, not just because I love any fic that involves illness or injuries (morbid, I know,) but because the song that inspired it is from a musical I was cast in for a summer when I was 8. It was called Children of Eden, and I was in it back in 2004. Jump ahead seven years to right now, and that same company is performing it again! (They actually have the same guy playing God, which was epic!) My mom and I went to see it on Saturday night. We both cried. It was wonderful! This drabble isn't really what the song's about, but I thought it fit. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Still not mine.
Rating: K+
Genre: Angst/Hurt/Comfort
Characters: Arthur, Uther
Pairings: none
Warnings: angsty!Uther, injured!young!Arthur
Prompt: Comfort (The Hardest Part of Love)
53. Comfort
Arthur, his skin pale beneath the bandages wound around his head and arm, was completely unaware that his father was watching him as he slept.
He had been out riding, recklessly, as eight-year-olds are prone to being, and had been ill-prepared when his pony spooked at a bird. Gaius had assured Uther that his son would make a full recovery; there were injuries far worse than arm fractures and concussions.
Uther smoothed a strand of blond hair behind his son's ear. One day, Arthur would grow up to be a king of legend, but right now, he looked so small.
Cheers!
~Melpomene