Arthur Kirkland had never been particularly good with children and every time he had always seen them playing in the streets or running through the fields without a care in the world he would always scowl at the little heathens and mutter about how one day they'd have to grow up. It was for this reason that he never understood why Francis had thought he would be a good father.
He had fought with his husband over the matter for an entire year but, as usual, he had lost the battle and that's how he ended up where he was now; sitting in the living room of their house leaning into his loves embrace and attempting to do his daily crossword while
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