Fallacy
A new beginning
2:26 am London, England
How are you my darling," Francis whispered as he stroked his lover's back warmly.
A small while came from the younger nation, "Warm." Was the reply he got from him.
Francis chuckled as he wriggled from underneath Arthur. It was time to go to work, unfortunately. Arthur, with much protest, released him from his grasp and stretched out, sprawling across the bed.
"What's the meeting about this time?" Arthur questions Francis whilst ruffling his ashy hair.
"Hm, something about..." Francis thought for a second, "Fuel. Was it?" Arthur only hummed in reply and got up.
"Ugh. It's so cold." Arthur whined softly as he rubbed his arms and pulled his shirt more tightly.
A soft giggle came from Francis as he went to hug his neighbour from behind.
"I can make you warmer if you want," Francis smirked into Arthur's neck. He only rolled his eyes whilst smiling.
They both walked down the stairs, still dazed from sleep. Francis made some French toast for them to share, his bony hands skillfully laying down the plates. They both sat in comfortable silence as they occasionally met eyes with one another. Francis was the first to finish up, wash his plate and go get dressed.
Arthur was silently sat at the table picking at his food. He wasn't much of an eater, despite his malnourished childhood of eating berries and fruit from trees. Francis had taught him how to finish his meals and get over eating all of it without any fuss. He's glad for his partner, he really is. Arthur is a very short-tempered, impatient man. Being unnoticeably shorter than Francis he is very grateful. He's a smart man. He may be a godless nation, which many nations believe is hateful, Francis does not mind. Because he loves him tremendously
