(So yeah I have this and the GerIta fanfiction and it might be a little hard to keep up with so excuse me if I miss a update 😊)
It was very awkward that moment of silence. Francis had no idea what to expect from Arthur. "I think... I might h-have a crush on y-you... F-frog.." Francis had a little smile on his face. He walks over to Arthur and gives him a hug. "That's alright, mon Cher. I have a crush on you too." Arthur was blushing like a tomato. Francis and Arthur walked home together that night. They both walked to Arthur's house. It was a bit messy there... Ok really messy but Francis didn't mind. Arthur went into the bedroom to change. Francis could have been a real pervert there, but he kept himself under control. Okay maybe not. He waited right outside the door but a bit to the left. As soon as Arthur walked out Francis grabbed him and kissed him. But it was a deep kiss. A "French" kiss. Arthur loved it. They kissed for a bit there until they had to part for air. "Je Te' aime, angleterre."
For those of you who don't know, Je T' aime angleterre means it just means I love you England.
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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)
