AUTHOR:
KelboraMarch 5th, 2014 - Memorial
It was rhythmic and annoying, the constant poke of the needle and slide of the thread. What Arthur had always found to be a soothing activity was grating to Alfred's ears. It would make him frown and complain every time, just as Arthur always made a fuss when Alfred bit his nails or ceaselessly drummed his
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