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He frowned, “What do you mean that you don’t deserve it?”

He glanced over at the bed Lilli slept on “I jus’ don’ feel like I do” 

“That’s silly. Ian you deserve to be happy, you deserve a wonderful life.” He shifted in his bed, hissing at the pain in his ribs. “Sometimes I think you et Lilli would be better off without me. I’m sure you two would have a very happy little platonic relationship.”

“Aye…bu’ I wouldnae be ‘appy. No’ unless ye were ther. Yer me entire world Francis. I don’ wan’ tae be ‘appy if yer no’ wi’ me.” 

“Then why are you sitting all the way over there?”

Ian made a noise. Why was he sitting all the way over there still? With a frown he got up from his seat and moved over to the bed, immediately leaning in to capture his husbands lips for a kiss.

He hummed softly, leaning forward and into Ian to kiss him back. “Je t’aime. I think we need to have a serious discussion about how to fix me when we’re both feeling better.”

“Je taime aussi mo cridhe”  He sat at Frances side on the bed, nuzzling his neck softly. “Oh?”

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He frowned, “What do you mean that you don’t deserve it?”

He glanced over at the bed Lilli slept on “I jus’ don’ feel like I do” 

“That’s silly. Ian you deserve to be happy, you deserve a wonderful life.” He shifted in his bed, hissing at the pain in his ribs. “Sometimes I think you et Lilli would be better off without me. I’m sure you two would have a very happy little platonic relationship.”

“Aye…bu’ I wouldnae be ‘appy. No’ unless ye were ther. Yer me entire world Francis. I don’ wan’ tae be ‘appy if yer no’ wi’ me.” 

“Then why are you sitting all the way over there?”

Ian made a noise. Why was he sitting all the way over there still? With a frown he got up from his seat and moved over to the bed, immediately leaning in to capture his husbands lips for a kiss.

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He frowned, “What do you mean that you don’t deserve it?”

He glanced over at the bed Lilli slept on “I jus’ don’ feel like I do” 

“That’s silly. Ian you deserve to be happy, you deserve a wonderful life.” He shifted in his bed, hissing at the pain in his ribs. “Sometimes I think you et Lilli would be better off without me. I’m sure you two would have a very happy little platonic relationship.”

“Aye…bu’ I wouldnae be ‘appy. No’ unless ye were ther. Yer me entire world Francis. I don’ wan’ tae be ‘appy if yer no’ wi’ me.” 

Is it cruel that I put my cats treats in plain sight in their toy where they can see it, smell it, know it’s there but can’t get it unless they work for it just cause I’m bored? 

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“That’s what you were upset about? Of course I don’t want to live for another thousand years, who in their right mind would after everything we’ve been through? Mais that doesn’t mean I don’t want to spend the rest of my abnormally long live with you.”

“Some days i’ jus’ doesnae feel like i’ anymore. ” He continued staring at the floor. “‘oos tae stop ye from leavin’ me fer someone else? Ye were fine wi’oot me before….If I were tae jus’…go away…ye could go back tae tha’ “ 

“Ian I could never go back to life without you. That’d be like giving a poor man who was content with his life a beautiful home, unlimited amount of wealth and gold, and expecting him to go back to being content with a poor little shack when you take it all away.”

Ian grit his teeth, breaking his resolve to look at Francis, all of his worries and fears over the past few days evident on his face though he tried his best to hide it “Are ye ‘appy? Bein’ wi’ me?” He knew he asked this every couple of months but he needed the answer. 

That look on Ian’s face it broke his heart completely. He just wanted to reach out and hold him, to reassure him that everything was just fine. “Most of the time, oui. Et I’d be far more unhappy without you.”

“An ye don’ ‘ate me fer makin’ ye give up th’ thing ye enjoyed..?” 

“Why would I be living with someone I hated?” He resented it at times, but those feelings were never directed at Ian. More so at the situation itself.

Ian rubbed the back of his head. He had a point there. “Ye still love me?” 

“Of course I do. Ian just because I long for other people occasionally doesn’t mean that I don’t love et need you too. I gave up that lifestyle, all I had ever known, because it hurt you. Doesn’t that prove anything to you?”

“Francis…I don’ deserve anythin’ tha’ I ‘ave…No’ ye, No’ Tilly…M’afraid o’ wakin’ up one mornin’ an’ findin’ oot tha’ it was all a lie..’avin’ a family wi’ ye was all I ‘ad ever wanted an’ now tha’ I ‘ave it I worry tha’ Ill feck up an’ lose it all…”

He frowned, “What do you mean that you don’t deserve it?”

He glanced over at the bed Lilli slept on “I jus’ don’ feel like I do” 

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“That’s what you were upset about? Of course I don’t want to live for another thousand years, who in their right mind would after everything we’ve been through? Mais that doesn’t mean I don’t want to spend the rest of my abnormally long live with you.”

“Some days i’ jus’ doesnae feel like i’ anymore. ” He continued staring at the floor. “‘oos tae stop ye from leavin’ me fer someone else? Ye were fine wi’oot me before….If I were tae jus’…go away…ye could go back tae tha’ “ 

“Ian I could never go back to life without you. That’d be like giving a poor man who was content with his life a beautiful home, unlimited amount of wealth and gold, and expecting him to go back to being content with a poor little shack when you take it all away.”

Ian grit his teeth, breaking his resolve to look at Francis, all of his worries and fears over the past few days evident on his face though he tried his best to hide it “Are ye ‘appy? Bein’ wi’ me?” He knew he asked this every couple of months but he needed the answer. 

That look on Ian’s face it broke his heart completely. He just wanted to reach out and hold him, to reassure him that everything was just fine. “Most of the time, oui. Et I’d be far more unhappy without you.”

“An ye don’ ‘ate me fer makin’ ye give up th’ thing ye enjoyed..?” 

“Why would I be living with someone I hated?” He resented it at times, but those feelings were never directed at Ian. More so at the situation itself.

Ian rubbed the back of his head. He had a point there. “Ye still love me?” 

“Of course I do. Ian just because I long for other people occasionally doesn’t mean that I don’t love et need you too. I gave up that lifestyle, all I had ever known, because it hurt you. Doesn’t that prove anything to you?”

“Francis…I don’ deserve anythin’ tha’ I ‘ave…No’ ye, No’ Tilly…M’afraid o’ wakin’ up one mornin’ an’ findin’ oot tha’ it was all a lie..’avin’ a family wi’ ye was all I ‘ad ever wanted an’ now tha’ I ‘ave it I worry tha’ Ill feck up an’ lose it all…”

Me love this dip long time. 

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“That’s what you were upset about? Of course I don’t want to live for another thousand years, who in their right mind would after everything we’ve been through? Mais that doesn’t mean I don’t want to spend the rest of my abnormally long live with you.”

“Some days i’ jus’ doesnae feel like i’ anymore. ” He continued staring at the floor. “‘oos tae stop ye from leavin’ me fer someone else? Ye were fine wi’oot me before….If I were tae jus’…go away…ye could go back tae tha’ “ 

“Ian I could never go back to life without you. That’d be like giving a poor man who was content with his life a beautiful home, unlimited amount of wealth and gold, and expecting him to go back to being content with a poor little shack when you take it all away.”

Ian grit his teeth, breaking his resolve to look at Francis, all of his worries and fears over the past few days evident on his face though he tried his best to hide it “Are ye ‘appy? Bein’ wi’ me?” He knew he asked this every couple of months but he needed the answer. 

That look on Ian’s face it broke his heart completely. He just wanted to reach out and hold him, to reassure him that everything was just fine. “Most of the time, oui. Et I’d be far more unhappy without you.”

“An ye don’ ‘ate me fer makin’ ye give up th’ thing ye enjoyed..?” 

“Why would I be living with someone I hated?” He resented it at times, but those feelings were never directed at Ian. More so at the situation itself.

Ian rubbed the back of his head. He had a point there. “Ye still love me?” 

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“That’s what you were upset about? Of course I don’t want to live for another thousand years, who in their right mind would after everything we’ve been through? Mais that doesn’t mean I don’t want to spend the rest of my abnormally long live with you.”

“Some days i’ jus’ doesnae feel like i’ anymore. ” He continued staring at the floor. “‘oos tae stop ye from leavin’ me fer someone else? Ye were fine wi’oot me before….If I were tae jus’…go away…ye could go back tae tha’ “ 

“Ian I could never go back to life without you. That’d be like giving a poor man who was content with his life a beautiful home, unlimited amount of wealth and gold, and expecting him to go back to being content with a poor little shack when you take it all away.”

Ian grit his teeth, breaking his resolve to look at Francis, all of his worries and fears over the past few days evident on his face though he tried his best to hide it “Are ye ‘appy? Bein’ wi’ me?” He knew he asked this every couple of months but he needed the answer. 

That look on Ian’s face it broke his heart completely. He just wanted to reach out and hold him, to reassure him that everything was just fine. “Most of the time, oui. Et I’d be far more unhappy without you.”

“An ye don’ ‘ate me fer makin’ ye give up th’ thing ye enjoyed..?”