"Alfred," Arthur Kirkland bends down to the height of the little boy. "You're exhausted. You need to take a nap." I'm exhausted, he wants to add, but he doesn't; he's only four after all.
"Nuh uh!" Alfred huffs, crossing little arms. " 'm not tired, Artie! 'm not!"
Bless his soul, it really is adorable. Arthur--no, not 'Artie', dammit--picks up the little boy to rock him. And despite his protesting, Alfred settles down nicely. His arms are around his neck tightly, his cold little nose pressed into his brother's cheek.
For a long time, Alfred's only been able to sleep with Arthur somewhere close by.
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