by nocturnalex

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Arthur knows his love is different. He has been reminded, every Valentine's, by passers-by, hand in hand, and his own wife, tears in her eyes. His love is different, and it had not been enough.

But then there's John - who he hates, and who he cannot help but love. Even if the love is the sort that people have shunned. With John, his love does not feel so much of a burden anymore, and Valentine's day has found a new meaning.

Suddenly, he knows that when the ending comes and his heart is weighed upon a scale, it will not be found lacking; there are beautiful things found within the dark. How could he be punished for wanting them?

OR a very late valentines/ just on-time aro week qprthur fic!

one shot - 10k - teen and up