cigarettes et café.

Unsweetened tea.

France sighed as he watched as the British man stumbled towards his armchair carrying his usual plain tea. He had noticed that he stopped adding his usually 2 sugars and milk a few months ago, thinking his taste had just changed but it didn't take long for him to note the difference in him.

His shirts hung loosely from his already slender torso. He was practically swimming in his jacket. He huddled closer to himself to keep a steady warmth. The clumps of hair strewn around the house. He was always tired but could never sleep for more than 4 hours. Blue fingertips intertwining with his. He had started to smoke his pipe again.

He quickly cut himself out of his train of thought, refocusing on UK, his hands shook as he lit his pipe.

"Amour matinal" He said as he slinked into the room wrapping his arms around the taller man who smiled softly.

"Morning dearest"

France sat in the chair closest to him, basking in the quiet company for a few moments. He grimaced to himself thinking of how the other man could reply to him as he came up with something to get him to open up.

"Teacup? What's wrong?"

He could see the fear in UK's lavender eyes and the hesitation before he replied.

"I'm okay sweetness! Why are you asking anyhow-"

"UK please don't lie to me, I can tell something is wrong"

UK's eyes had glassed over with tears. He couldn't keep eye contact with the smaller man out of the guilt he felt.

"Well it's quite silly really" UK took a shaky breath before continuing.

"I-I noticed I had put a bit of weight on and started dieting a bit ! still a bit to go but it's nothing really !" The British man spoke quick.

France's concern grew, he took the eldest's hand and led him into their bedroom, getting him to sit on the edge of the bed as he grabbed a photo album out of his nightstand.

"This is a photo of me a few years ago, 2 weeks before I was hospitalized for being anorexic, I think I would've been,, 90lbs"

UK looked horrified at the image he was shown, France was obviously underweight, the veins in his hands and arms were showing, the tendons in his neck were showing, his face was sunken in. UK gulped as his eyes trailed further down, his clavicle jutted through his skin which was stained yellow, his stomach was concave. UK dragged his eyes away, not wanting to look any further.

"W-why are you showing me this? Why didn't you tell me this-"

"I know you are anorexic, chéri, I am going to help you get better"

France sat himself in the man's lap, wrapping his arms around him as he wept onto his shirt and clung to France like a child would a teddy bear.

France whispered soothing words into UK's ear as they both sniffled onto each other.

"I'll make you a brew teacup"

"Two sugars please"