It Only Takes a Minute

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It only takes a minute.

"Francis!"

"Yes?"

"I love you."

Francis blinked, it only took him a second to relay those words through his head, another to relay the memory.

"So you Francis, take Arthur to be your husband? To have and to hold?"

"I do."

"Do you, Arthur take Francis to be your husband? Through sickness and health?"

"I do."

A smile crossed his face, another happy memory. He remembered how tearfully happy those green eyes were.

"Oi, Francis, stop day dreaming and help me with the roses."

Ah, there it is.

Blinking, Francis looked over at his husband. He smiled before getting up and walking over.

"Oui, oui, I'm coming." He chuckled.

Another memory added to the many they shared. It took only one minute to remember how much he loves Arthur.

His angry brit.

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