Detective!Englandxreader Part 2

"So, do you understand?" Arthur asked, resting his chin on his hands. You and Francis stared at him, stunned.
"y-you what me to follow Jonson!" You shouted at him. Arthur calmly looked at you.
"In a manner of speaking." He replied nonchalantly, how he could stay so calm was beyond you.
"b-but that's-"
"That's the inspector's son, have you gone insane!" Francis cut you off, and was now staring at Arthur as thou he had grown another head.
"Maybe I am," He shrugged then leaned forward and gazed into your eyes. And you stared back. "How do you think I solved all those other cases?" He then leaned back, and put his hands behind his head.  You stared at him, then glanced at Francis, who looked as though he was gona pass out at any second.
"Anyway, I'm positive that Jonson has something to do with the murders." Arthur mumbled. "He has motives, not enough attention from his father; wants' to get noticed by the public has happened before, he even could have made a deal."
"WILL YOU START MAKNING SENSCE ARTHUR!" you slammed your hands down on the table, causing both men to jump.
"What do you mean?" Arthur asked, stiffing. Francis nodded, he was shaking.
"I get you what me to follow him, BUT WHY! YOU GAVE ME MOTIVES AND THAT HE WAS PART OF IT, BUT NOT WHY I SHOULD FOLLOW HIM!" you took a deep breath, and glared at Arthur, then Francis. "I want answers."
"That's completely understanble." Arthur said while nodding. "But I don't think it was necessary to shout."
"So?" You huffed.
"So" Francis said, glancing at you. "You didn't have to scare the shit out of us." You chuckled.
"Yes, but it was fun." You said. Arthur coughed.
"I want you to follow him because I need to know what he's doing." You looked at Arthur, whose cheek's where slightly red.
"How long do you want me to follow him?" you asked, pretending not to notice.
"For as long as necessary." Arthur said, suddenly becoming much instresid in the table. You smiled.
"All right, just as long as it's not a 24/7 thing." You said. Arthur shook his head.
"No, no it's not." He said, glancing at Francis, who also became inserted in the table. You shrugged, and then began looking at the file Arthur had given you on Jonson.
"Um, (name)." you looked up and saw Arthur, who was looking down.
"Yes." You ask, trying to not giggle.
"Me and Francis think it would be a good idea if you stayed with us." As Arthur looked at you his face became slightly redder. You glanced at Francis whose face was turning red.  You then looked back at Arthur and raised your eye brow.
"Why would it be a good idea?" you asked.
"With all the police out there we thought it would be a good idea to keep you here." Arthur said, while lighting his pipe.
"Fine." You said tuning your attition back to the file. Arthur nodded, and then started staring off in space. Francis looked at you, a small smile coming to his face. You looked up and narrowed you eyes.
"No." You said flatly. Francis frowned.
"Fine." He said, and then he picked up a news paper off of the study floor and began to read it. You shrugged, and then went back to reading the file.
"So (name)," You looked up to find Arthur looking at you, now holding his pipe. "I think I'll have you stay in my study-"
"But you sleep in the study." Francis cut in.
"Im well aware of that frenchie," Arthur said, glaring at Francis. "But this is the one place I know you won't go unless you have my permission." Francis glared at Arthur, and Arthur glared back. You watched them, amused.
"Well, if you two are done with your little staring contest," Arthur and Francis looked up at you. "I think we had better be getting off the bed." Francis looked at the clock.
"We've been in here for that long?" he asked.  Arthur nodded.
"Well, off you go chap." He said, opening the door. Francis sighed, and then slowly got up.
"Until next time (name)." Francis said, while waving.
"Ya ya, just go." Arthur said, shoving Francis out the door.
"You seem eager to get rid of him." You said, smiling. Arthur closed the door.
"Yes well, we do need our sleep, and trust me, we won't get any with him around." He said, while walking over to a tiger skin rug.
"Anyway, feel free to stay up as long as you want, were did I put that bloody blanket?" Arthur said, mumbling the last part.
"Over on the couch." You said, while pointing towards it. Arthur looked over, a little startled and smiled.
"Thank you, love." He then grabbed it, and layed down on the rug.
"Your gona sleep on that?" You asked.
"I always sleep on it." He said, while rolling over. You shook your head, then snapping the file shut, walked over to the couch. You scanned the room for a blanket, and quickly found one. You grabbed it and taking off your boots, layed down on the couch.
"Night Arthur."  You mumbled. Arthur mumbled something that sounded like night, and then you drifted off to sleep.


~enter le time portal~

You slowly opened your eyes, and looked around. Sunlight was streaming through the window, and it seemed to all pool on Arthur. You blinked, and looked at him. 'He looks so peaceful' you thought. The way the sunlight reflected off of his blond hair, he looked kinda like an angle.
"Rise and shine sleepy heads!" Arthur jumped; witch resulted in him hitting his head on the table.
"Bloody hell" Arthur mumbled, while rubbing his head. You looked over the back of the couch, and saw Francis standing in the doorway, fully awake with a smug look on his face. You groaned. Black mail was your first thought.
"What do you want?" You glared at Francis, who took a step back. "And what's with the fancy get up." You said, eyeing his suit.
"Were going to the royal today for breakfast." He said slowly. "Then were going to come back here, change into more workable clothes, then start looking for Jonson." You blinked.
"Are we all looking for him?" You asked, tossing your blanket to the ground.
"Well, I'll be going after Flint." Arthur said, slowly taking off his blanket. You looked at him questionably.
"Right, Flint is also involved in the murders, and I believe he is working with Jonson." Arthur said, while standing up. You nodded, and then looked back at Francis.
"(Name), I know you don't like dresses, but you should wear this." Francis held out a parcel.
"What is it?" You asked, reaching your arm over the back of the couch.
"It's a dress." Francis said. You looked at him. "The land lady told me to give it to you." You grabbed it, then nodded.
"I'll wear it, and tell her I said thank you" You said, while standing up. Francis nodded, then moved into the room. You walked out the door, and into a spare bedroom.

~enter le time portal~
You sighed as you looked at yourself in the mirror. The dress was a light blue, had long sleeves and had a v neck. You gently folded y our pant's, shirt, and vest. 'Well, at least I can still wear my boots' you thought. You then grabbed you clothes, and made your way back to the study. You gently knocked on the door.
"Come in" Arthur said thou the door. You slowly opened it, and stepped in side.
"You look lovely (name)" Arthur said, while looking at you. You smiled.
"I could say the same to you." You replied. Arthur was wearing a long sleeve button up white shirt and black dress pants. He even combed his hair. Arthur smiled.
"Let's get going, shall we?" He asked. You and Francis nodded, then the three of you precede down the stairs, and out the door.