It was the world meeting. England and France both managed to get there early. England started to draw little pictures on the board, since that was his job. Francis admired everything about Arthur while he could. His hair... His eyes... His talent... Everything. Francis had a love for Arthur and would do anything to have him as a boyfriend... Or more. Soon all of the other countries came in and Arthur sat down next to France. Arthur seemed to HATE Francis. But nobody knew if that was true or not. The meeting started, and everyone listened to Alfred go on about him being the hero and nonsense that nobody cared about. Soon the meeting was over and all of the countries have left. It was just Arthur and Francis. Now was Francis's chance. "Arthur, mon Cher is something wrong? You always leave early." Yes. "No." Francis could tell that Arthur wanted to be left alone so he got up and started to leave. He didn't want to bother Arthur. "Wait, Francis." Francis stopped automatically. "Yes mon Cher?" "I think I have to tell you something..."
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FrUk: Forever
RandomHi! This is not my first fan fiction but I started my other one recently and its a GerIta fanfiction. I suggest you read it! (I do not own hetalia nor do I own the characters)
