Hetalia Poly Ship Week 2022: Day 5
Prompts: Butterfly Kisses || “Please come inside, you’ll get soaked.”
Relationship: GerFruk, Gerfrukport if you squint
Author’s Note: Once more, this is from my Vampire, Werewolf, Merman AU. Additional note, Afonso is also a werewolf and a close friend to Arthur.
A Vampire, a Werewolf, and a Merman Safely Together
It had been a long night. And Ludwig had spent most of it pacing or lounging on the couch with shaking legs as he waited for his friend Afonso and lover Francis to return.
It was the night of the full moon, leaving his other lover Arthur in an uncontrollable, beastly state. Which was why Arthur was currently missing, and Afonso and Francis were out searching for him while Ludwig stayed home in case Arthur had found his way back to the manor.
Despite his gnawing anxiety, Ludwig nodded off into a light sleep at some point until he heard scratching at the door. The merman scrambled to his feet, hoping it was Arthur who had finally found his way home. But it was only Afonso and Francis, weary from a long night of searching.
“No luck?” Ludwig asked, though he already knew the answer.
“No…” Francis sighed, collapsing onto the couch.
Afonso trotted behind him. Though in his wolf form and unable to talk, Ludwig could tell he too, was downtrodden.
“But the sun will rise soon…I-I’m sure he’ll be fine,” Francis tried to assure the two. “Come now, you two need to sleep.”
Ludwig wanted to protest, and the way Afonso’s ears folded back it was clear he had similar feelings, but Francis would have none of it. “If he’s not back by dawn, we’ll go looking again.”
Though that was not the answer they wanted, Afonso and Ludwig agreed.
At almost the crack of dawn, Afonso, Ludwig and Francis were awakened by a knock on the door.
Francis was the first one up, tripping over his feet as he made his way over. Ludwig, though still dazed and confused, followed, leaving Afonso, now human, lying on the couch alone, though looking over at what was going on.
Arthur stood outside in the early morning drizzle, sopping wet, shivering, and naked. Luckily he didn’t appear to be injured, but he hung his head low, not daring to look at his lovers or friend. But before anything could be said, Francis pulled Arthur into a tight hug. “Come inside…” the Frenchman murmured, “You’ll get soaked. Even more so than you are.”
And Arthur did. There was no protest, no quip. Arthur was too tired and sore to care. That’s how it always was after he transformed back. But this time, something else was contributing to this quiet, somber mood.
Ludwig quickly went to fetch a towel while Francis led Arthur inside. Ludwig wrapped Arthur up tightly and rubbed him down slightly to dry him off.
Afonso watched on awkwardly. With Arthur safe and sound he was not needed here. He got up slowly from the couch and stretched his achy body. “Alright,” he sighed, “Glad to see you’re okay Arthur, but I better get dressed and head out.”
“Oh no,” Francis said sternly, “You’re going to rest here and join us for breakfast. I can’t have you going out sore, tired, and in the rain. You can go lay down in a guest room, and we’ll fetch you for breakfast.”
“Don’t argue with him Afonso,” Arthur warned, voice raspy and eyes still fixed on the floor.
“Okay…” With that put to rest, Afonso headed upstairs to sleep off his transformation, leaving Arthur, Francis, and Ludwig alone in the living room.
“I think a bath is in order,” Francis concluded, “For all of us.”
Ludwig nodded. He was due to rehydrate soon anyway, and maybe after some warming up, Arthur would start to feel better.
After collecting some clean clothes, the three lovers made their way to the bathroom. Ludwig focused on drawing the bath while Francis remained close to Arthur, arms wrapped around him.
When the bath was full, the three clambered on in. It was a little snug especially when Ludwig’s tail sprung up, but they made it work after a bit of shuffling. In the end, Arthur sat in the middle, leaning on Ludwig as Francis began to wash him.
It was quiet. None of them spoke. After all, Arthur would when he was ready, but right now he just needed to be reminded there were people here who cared about him. That he wasn’t alone in all this.
As Francis ran over Arthur’s cool skin with a washcloth of warm water and soap, Ludwig, in a burst of confidence, began placing light kisses on Arthur’s head. First, the top of his hairline, then the side of his head, then the temple, eventually moving down the Brit’s face and to his neck.
Arthur didn’t react at first, but as soon as Ludwig reached his neck, he shivered slightly at the touch.
“Oh, your neck has always been so sensitive,” Francis teased before placing his own light kiss on the other side of Arthur’s neck.
“Shut up!” Arthur hissed.
“Ah, there you,” Francis beamed. That fiery spark in Arthur was returning.
Before Arthur could say anything else, Francis captured his lips in a gentle kiss. When they pulled away, Arthur was left, once again, speechless (though for a better reason). Ludwig didn’t help either, being more forward than usual and also stealing a kiss from Arthur.
They stayed in the bath far longer than needed, enwrapped by the warmth of the water and each other. They talked, not of the night before or whatever had left Arthur so hollow when he returned, for there would be plenty of time for that. Right now, they would just bask in the fact that they were all safe and together.
Author’s Note: And that is the last fic from me for poly ship week. I was going to write something for Day 6′s prompt, but Fruk week is right after this event and school has been eating up my time so I think I’ll just end my submissions here so I can get started on Fruk week. But Day 6′s prompt shall return to my blog as I was inspired to make a GerEng AU out of it. Anyway thank you @hetalia-polyship-week for running this event!
