Man I should really rewatch & finish the show so I can watch the new movies, so this might be a lil difficult but I was wondering if you could maybe do 4 or 25 + cobert for the kiss ask if you're still doing them? 🥺🥰 Feel like those could be cute
#4 + 25: …where it hurts + ...as a yes
Kiss Fic Asks!
Cora Crawley busies herself in her small study in the middle of the night, writing away on some of the Hospital papers that she promised she would do hours earlier. She did forgot about it for a while, as she came home quite late and exhausted. And now, she has to pay the price
As she scribbled away, she suddenly felt a warm hand over her shoulder, making her startled. She turns around to see her husband, chuckling softly at her reaction while still holding a hot cup in another hand
"A spot of tea for Her Ladyship?" he teased, earning a tired chuckle from his wife
"Thank you" she replied, "But why are you still up in this hour?"
"It is I who should be asking you that question, you know" Robert smiles softly, pulling near a seat and sitting down beside her as he sets the cup down by her stack of papers "The bed is rather empty without you"
"I had too much sleep earlier before dinner, when I am supposed to be doing these" she explained "I rewarded myself too early, and now I am paying the price"
"Nonsense! You deserved that rest" he assured her "You were tired earlier, and I would've suggested for you to rest anyway before dinner"
"Would you really?"
"Yes!"
Cora let's out another tired chuckle again, and slowly rests her head on his shoulder "Thank you for the tea, Darling" she said, smiling
"You're welcome" Robert replied, "Now, I'll accompany you here until you finish all your papers. I won't distract you one bit"
"You don't have to!"
"I insist"
She sighs softly in defeat, and shakes her head before turning back to her papers. He, on the other hand, smiles in victory before quietly picking up a book nearby to read. The book was about medical history, and he tries his best to understand them as he reads
After a long and comfortable silence between them, apart from stealing glances of one another, Cora stops for a moment to exercise her right hand, which was tired from writing. Robert looks at her, a bit concerned
"Are you alright?" he inquired
"Yes," she replied "Just a tired hand, that's all"
"Do you...do you want me to massage your hand?" he offered He then sets the book down and faces his body to her, offering a hand
She slowly smiles, and brings her tired hand to his. He then slowly and gently massages her hand with his thumb, rubbing circles across her palm and fingers. Cora admired him lovingly, in awe of his gentleness. Robert then notices her gaze and smiles back softly, then kissing the back of her hand before giving it a last few rubs
"There," he then said after a while "Feeling better?"
Instead of replying or nodding her head, she slowly leans closer to him and kisses him. Robert was surprised at first, but slowly kisses her back and gives in to her. She then slowly pulls away, and smiles lovingly at him
"Thank you, Darling" she said as he gently rubs her cheek "I love you"
"You're most welcome" Robert smiles "And I love you too. Very much"
Don't know if the requests are still open, but might I ask for K with James? 👀
Of course! James and On the Edge of Consciousness
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James knew he was going to die. It was only a matter of time now, a question of when, and despite himself he hoped it would be sooner rather than later. He couldn’t take it anymore; feeling his body decaying , while he was still halfway conscious was torture, but somehow, seeing the reactions of those around him was worse.
Francis kept it together most of the time. When James was awake he talked, soothingly, of stories James didn’t have the strength to listen to, but he was sure he had heard Francis cry next to him, in brief bouts of consciousness.
Bridgens was worse; there were tears in his eyes whenever he talked to James and even though he knew the man was caring for many more than just James, it pained him to hurt the gentle-natured Bridgens like that. Whoever came to visit James, they were all looking devastated and James hated himself for it. For being weak, for succumbing to this when so many others were still standing. For making them all suffer without being able to change it.
Every time James woke up, he cursed the world, or himself, or a cruel god, if there even was one for not taking him; every time he felt weaker and every time he prayed that he would not awake again. But something changed, then - James couldn’t tell time anymore, but he was sure it had been days. Something changed in Francis. Maybe he had realised that James was done for, maybe he was breaking down himself, but the look in his eyes was one of devotion, maybe love, when he looked at James. Just like James had surely been looking at him in the past.
Maybe he was imagining it all.
Maybe he was imagining the kiss pressed to his cheek as he drifted off.
Maybe he was imagining the tender words his captain whispered, barely audible.
But even so, James knew he had to put an end to the suffering; his own, but more importantly everyone else’s.
Maybe that was the one way, Francis could show him love now.
Hey I saw your word prompt, is "blushing" okay for Fitzier? :)
this took me ages cos i had started it and lost confidence - so i hope this short bit is enough!!
His cheeks reddened beneath James’fingers, the blush travelling slowly over his nose and heating his chilly ears.His pale and freckled skin took the color so wholly. James wondered, if he wereto remove Francis’ clothes layer by heavy layer, would he see that the blushcolored him elsewhere, perhaps everywhere?
Itwas different than the heat and flush brought by a bottle of whiskey; Francis had not touched a drop in weeks, he was sober, his eyes blue and clear – he looked so confident finally, as Fitzjames had longed to see him.