One month later, you were utterly confused. You had been receiving anonymous love letters, all very sweet and poetic accompanied by bouquets of fresh red roses with an intoxicating sent. Today when you went to check the mailbox, you almost tripped because of the roses littering your path. At first you had thought the roses were from Francis; he had assured you they weren't.
The kids were at Yao's house as usual, playing with Yong soo. You and Arthur both had the day off, for once you had an opportunity to spend time together without Alfred and Matthew.
You had told Arthur how confused you were, and he told you he would help you work out who it was. He said that people like Franklin Blake, Sherlock and Lord Peter Wimsey had been his personal friends, and he had picked up a few detective skills.
Arthur was dressed in a stereotypical cheesy Hollywood detective outfit.
"First, what day did these start to arrive?" he asked while walking around and gesturing to all the roses that lay about.
"Two weeks ago..." you mumbled 'You should be asking yourself why you're dressed up like that...'
"Hmm... It's not from the shit beard right?" he folded his arms and continued walking
He placed the flowers on the table and saw an object, It was an emerald stone.
"I think we got the first clue" said Arthur as he stared at the stone.
"Why is there a stone there?" you questioned
"The culprit..." 'Culprit? Is he nuts? the person didn't commit a crime did he?' "...might be trying to reveal his identity" he explained
"Should we call the police?" you recommended
"Po-Police!? I can solve this!" he said, somewhat nervous.
'Are we at a movie or what?'
Then, you and Arthur started to roam in his house, he looked every corners with a magnifying glass on his hand like a real detective. You found it cute, you never knew he was this childish. On the second floor, you two found another "clue", There were yellow butterflies coming from the window and a sunflower placed on the ledge.
"Butterflies and sunflower? How romantic of the culprit" you said while he giggled
Wait... Sunflower...? From...Ivan!? Heck no, Ivan is in his country right now and he'd never do that, If he liked you, he would say: "Become one with me, da?" or something!
"Just who the heck is this person... If I found who... I'll slice up his head!"
"!?" was only Arthur's expression.
"N-Now, Let's continue searching for other clues..." he muttered and dragged you by your hand.
You and Arthur already searched every room on first floor and the second floor but no "clues" found, there's only one room left, the bedroom on the second floor. When you opened the door, there was a letter, you walked forward to read it.
I'm guessing you still don't get it huh ___? the first clue was an emerald stone. Emerald, the colour of my eyes. The butterflies that I summoned and the sunflower are yellow. Yellow, the colour of my hair. Can you guess who I am now? I love you ___. I love you with all my heart. You are the first, and last woman makes me feel like this. Now look behind you, and say his name.
'B-behind?' the only person behind you was the Brit, still in his comical detective costume. You spun to face him.
"Arthur?" you said "W-what...?"
He just smiled at you. He looked almost like he wanted to cry, he was so happy that he managed to tell you, even though he couldn't say it to your face. You didn't think twice as you threw your arms around him, and kissed him. He looked shocked for a second, and then he kissed you back. You felt the happiest you had ever felt in your life, the person you loved most in the entire world loved you back.
"I love you ____..." he said as he kissed your forehead.
"I love you too, Arthur"
He picked you up like a princess and you both laid down on the bed.
"Geez... That was tiring..." you sighed
"Of course it was! Roaming around your whole freaking big house is tiring as hell!... but I love your idea" you kissed him again.
"Do you love the idea more than you love me?"
"Hell no, git!" you giggled "I love you more than anything else~"