“You’re a bastard,” Arthur growled softly to Francis. A soft laugh came from the Frenchman as he hugged Arthur from behind. While it would normally be seen as kind gesture it was far from that. Francis had just locked every single bathroom door in the house. The hug was him really just pressing on Arthur’s stomach to make him feel like he needed to pee. Arthur let out loud gasp and began to squirm around. For the past hour he had really needed to use the restroom. However Arthur figured it could wait until he was done with his work. What a mistake that turned out to be.
“So that’s why you kept bringing me water! Just to get off on watching me squirm around?”
“Of course not~ I would never do something as mean as that!” Francis kisses Arthur’s cheek,“It’s most certainly not punishment for teasing me in bed the other day!” Ah-the root of the problem. The two men had had a feud going on for years one. One would do something to piss the other off and then the other way around. Each time it got bigger and bolder.
“Francis let me into the bathroom right now you bloody wanker! I’ve really got to pee.”
“That’s the point mon cher. Just let it out.” Francis gave Arthur a gentle squeeze,kissing the back of his neck this time. Arthur jumped at feeling. All too late he felt his pants start to get wet.
“FRANCIS LOOK WHAT YOU DID!” Arthur felt humiliation bubble up inside of him. A small wet puddled formed at his feet. Francis had really won this round. Arthur wasn’t going to be able to live this down for months.
“You bloody-fine! I’m sorry I pissed you off! You win this round! Are you happy?”
Francis smiply smiled and unlocked the bathroom door,“Of course I am. Now let’s get you a shower.”
((A friend requested I write this so hi friend! Hope you like it 😊
Me: *has mountains of things to do* Maybe I should work on something
Depression: I don’t think you can do it. You’re just gonna fail. It doesn’t matter because you’ll disappoint everyone anyway.
Anxiety: yeAH BUT IT HAS TO GET DONE EVERY SECOND YOU SPEND NOT DOING IT JUST MAKES IT WORSE AND WHAT IF YOU FAIL THEM AND WHAT IF IT RUINS YOUR LIFE FOREVER?!
Depression: yeah but existence is futile you’re gonna die and nobody will remember you eventually so it’s pointless to do those things. Or even get up. Or keep breathing
Anxiety: YES BUT YOU CAN’T FAIL BECAUSE EVERYONE WILL HATE YOU BUT WHAT IF THEY ALREADY DO OH GOD SEE THEY HATE YOU BECAUSE YOU’RE SUCH A SHUT IN AND BECAUSE YOU NEVER DO ANYTHING RIGHT
Depression: see actually I agree on that one you’re really dumb and deserve to die a slow and painful death
Self loathing: *appears* you called?
Depression and anxiety: *start talking over each other*
Self loathing: there are exactly 298,092,188 reasons to hate yourself right now want me to list a few?
Me: no actually-
Self loathing: okay here we go one you’re stupid two you’re an idiot three everyone hates you four you ruin everything-
PTSD: *walking in* idk if this is a good time to mention that thing that happened two years ago
Depression: oh man yeah you really failed that day holy shit remember how much you wanted to die and how much it hurt when they did that
Anxiety: *screams* HOLYFUCKINGSHIT ITS HAPPENING AGAIN PANIC PANIC YOU’RE GONNA DIE YOU’RE GONNA GET HURT YOU’RE GONNA LOSE EVERYTHING YOU LOVE OH GOD
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