Note: I think I'm slowly adopting RoseWalker's style of writing. Her work is always beautiful, and its full of just little things that come to her, just quick little works that are generally short and to the point. I love them all, and am shamelessly plugging them here. So go and read them after you've read and reviewed this! Kthanks!

In that moment

Your whole universe consists of you and him. You've lost track of how many minutes, how many breaths you've listened to him take, as you stand there, holding him close, his head on your chest, your strong arms around him. In that moment, it is perfect, and beautiful, and you cannot let him go.

You've almost lost him, so many times you cannot count anymore. You are so scared of losing him again. So you just hold him, the only sound in the room is the soft crackle of the evening fire. You hold him, and he is warm and soft and real in your arms.

You've lost all knowledge of time and space. All you know is that you wish it to stay night forever, to stay dark so that the morning will never come. The sun brings day, and with day brings duty, formalities, secrets and lies. You wish this night will never end, and you can love him, completely and openly.

He is so precious to you. He is honest, and real, and oh so beautiful. He is the only one who knows who you truly are, the only one who loves you for who you are, for Arthur.

You look down at him, and he smiles up at you. But his smile is quickly replaced with worry when he sees your tears. His eyebrows knit over those gorgeous blue eyes, full of unspoken question.

But you just shake your head and smile. "I love you, that's all."

"I love you, too." He replies, and you catch his sincere smile just before your lips meet again.