I'm sorry...~America

Love

~Francis' POV~
Claude lead me to my room from the library and even helped me with my luggage, I thanked him and wished him a good night before closing my bedroom door and sitting down on my bed. I wanted to kiss Arthur back in the library but...I couldn't bring myself to do it...the look in his eyes...it was heart breaking and I just can't push him that far. He would hate me if I did. Hell he probably hates me now for just holding his hand...damn I'm such a fool! I got up and opened a window to get some fresh air and ended up staring into the moon light. "...oh Artie...they've all forgiven you...so why won't you?..." I slumped over the railing and wined, "what a brat" no, I'm the brat this time. I need to be more patient.

That morning I woke up early and dismissed the cooks for a day off so that I could make breakfast for the family. It feels nice to be in the kitchen again cooking for my family, so today I'll be sure to make it extra special for them. I started by making some omelette's and toast for Alfred, crepes for Christina, of course the usual pancakes for Matthew, a classic English breakfast for Arthur and- I feel like I'm missing something. Oh right Matthew's friend...but I've never met this person...I have no clue what they may like...perhaps I should go and ask them, but what room are they in? Oh well they supposedly met in France so I'll just make some extra crepes for them as well. Arthur was the first to come downstairs, his hair was messy and he was still in his adorable green striped pajamas in a grouchy mood as always. "What are you doing frog." I moved my hair out of my face and set breakfast out on the table, "I'm making breakfast of course, why-"
"That's what I have servants for."
"Well if you don't want it" I took his plate and hovered it over the trash can teasingly. "No!- I- don't waste perfectly good food! I'm just saying you didn't have to go through all the trouble..." Arthur quickly snatched the plate out of my hands and sat down at the table.
"That's what I thought, now do you want earl grey or green?"
"Earl grey" Arthur yawned and took a couple bites of his breakfast. Matthew was the second to come down shortly followed by his massive friend. "Good mornin- Papa!?" Matthew stood in the doorway shocked to see me. "Oh Matthew I'm so happy to see you again!" I ran over to Matthew and hugged him tightly. "Y-yeah you too papa...I knew you'd be coming but I didn't expect It would be so soon"
"Why's that?"
"Because I didn't think Arthur would call you"
Arthur choked on his eggs and cleared his throat. I chuckled and let go of Matthew, "he did more than that~ he accidentally-"
"Another word and I'll be cooking lunch Francis."
I shut my mouth with a nervous chuckle and looked up at Matthew's friend. "Oh my...who's this?" Matthew blushed deeply and scratched his head.
"Oh um...this is my...boyfriend Ailbe"
"Oh how sweet, it's nice to meet you Ailbe I wasn't sure what you liked so I just made you some crepes" I held my hand out to Ailbe and shook his hand with a smile. Matthew seemed satisfied with the introduction and sat down to eat his breakfast.
"It's nice to meet you si-" I crushed Ailbe's hand and leaned closer to him, "if you ever hurt my son I want you to know that no god on earth will save you from what I will do to you." Ailbe nodded quickly and I smiled at him again, "Such a gentlemen I like him Matthew, such a strong man~" I let go of his hand and walked back into the kitchen.
"Papa please don't harass him."
"I wouldn't dream of it" I shot Ailbe another look as he sat down next to Matthew and held his hand.
Alfred and Christina were the last to join us due to Alfred helping her down the stairs, who now appeared to be in her third trimester.
"Good morning you two"
"Dad? I didn't know you were here"
"It was a surprise, right Arthur?"
"Mm...indeed" Arthur took a bite of toast as I set his tea cup in front of him. "Thank you for making breakfast Francis" Christina smiled at me weakly and sat down at the table with the help of Alfred. I gave her a big smile back but I'm truth it was fake. She's extremely pale and just as Arthur said the baby is growing at a rapid rate...if we're going to save her he needs to get to work on finding a cure, which means I need to hold myself back and leave him be.
"Thank you for breakfast Francis but I need to get to work" Arthur stood up and left the dining room before anyone else could reply. I frowned and picked up his plate putting it in the sink, as usual...he cleaned his plate. I looked back up to see how everyone else was enjoying there food and to my surprise everyone was staring at me.
"Uh...is something wrong"
"...are you okay papa?..." Matthew and Alfred exchanged glances for a moment.
"You and Arthur haven't really...seen each other outside of work in a while..."
I smiled at them nervously and washed Arthur's plate off. "I'm fine I don't know why you think I wouldn't be, we had a chat last night and we're both fine so don't worry about it too much" I waved them off playfully and watched the soap drip off of the plate. Am I okay?...
"I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I'LL ALWAYS HATE YOU! DIE!" Those words came flooding back to me so suddenly I flinched and dropped the plate shattering it and slicing my finger open. "Papa!" Matthew got up and ran over to me, "are you-"
"I'm fine Matthew- I'm fine it just slipped that's all, I'll go ask Arthur where the first aid kit is don't worry about it" I bent down and picked up the plate shards before throwing them away and leaving the kitchen in a hurry before I broke my facade. Why- why did that just now come back to me...I forgave him a long time ago for that...and I'm not even scared of him I never was so- damn my brain it's probably because of our talk last night...since we never really finished it. I winced and held my finger which had started bleeding a lot more now and stuck it in my mouth. I suppose I really do need a first aid kit...I suppose I'll go find Arthur. I check the library and the study but couldn't find him so I went upstairs to his bedroom and knocked on the door but there was no answer, "Arthur?" I opened the door and Arthur walked out of his bathroom with his only boxers on, how cute. He stopped when he saw me and turned red, I couldn't look away he's just so damn adorable. "F-Francis what are you!?-" "I come in piece I swear I just need a Bandaid" I grinned sheepishly and held up my cut finger, "I had an accident in the kitchen" Arthur slapped his forehead and groaned. "Your hopeless Francis. Stop staring at me and come to the bathroom I think I have some bandages somewhere..." Arthur walked back into the bathroom and I closed the door behind me following him in. This bathroom brings back some old memories, especially the shower.
"Give me your hand you dumb frog" Arthur pulled out a small first aid box and held his hand out for mine. "Yes sir" I gave him my hand and winced as he cleaned the cut with some alcohol and ointment before wrapping it up for me. "Merci mon am-" Arthur covered my mouth with his hand and blushed intensely, "don't call me that..." I sighed and moved his hand off my mouth, "alright jeez" Arthur frowned and put the first aid away before turning back around to face me. "You know Arthur...your still in your underwear" his face turned hot pink.
"Yeah- s-so nothing you haven't seen before!"
"Honhon~ there's not much of you I haven't seen~"
"Tch- pervert!" I smiled at his flustered face, there you are...my normal bratty Artie.
"W-what are you smiling at?"
"Oh nothing...thank you for healing my wounds Monsieur I'll leave you alone now" I waved him off and walked back out into the main part of his bedroom but was stopped by Arthur's hand grabbing the back of my shirt.
"W-wait- you...your not going to try anything?"
I raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "I'm...sorry was I supposed to?" He panicked and let go waving his hands furiously. "No! I just thought you were- I just- you usually- AGH!" I chuckled and put my hand on top of his head and smiled at him.
"I'm a flirt Arthur but that's all...I'll never do anything to you unless you want me to" Arthur's face relaxed with a faint genuine blush that was enough to melt my soul. "Let's talk later though, just because we can't be in a romantic relationship doesn't mean we can't be an a friendly one" I smiled and took my hand off of his head and left his room glancing back for a moment to see Arthur give the faintest nod in reply.
Dieu putain je l'aime...

(My eyes burn from staring at the screen 😍
But they don't burn as much as Arthur and Francis feelings for each other BOOYA- I'm sorry I'll go)