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Cruel Fate Chapter 4

Oliver sighed God this was always a bother these two arguing back and forth with each other as he yanked his tan American back scolding him the tired Frenchman doing the same thing with his Canadian. "Honestly, its every time with those two..." he muttered out shaking his head as he saw the two dash out annoyed and going outside to 'handle their differences'. Oliver looked to Francois sighing softly "hey I do have a matter in which I want to talk to you about...." he mumbled out. 

"Oui what is it?" he asked looking to the other as he sat there smoking his cigarette in the now quite space of the meeting room. "Have you ever felt as if this world should not exist like we were a part of some other world and different form?" he questioned as he looked at the other a dead set worried look on the freckled man's face. 

There was a silence as Francois sat there enjoying his smoke as he raised an eyebrow "another world Oliver are you serious right now? With that dumb foolish magic talk again come on now we aren't children magic doesn't exist as far as it goes, I give zero fucks about it" he mumbled bluntly however, he was indeed going through the motions of confusion as well his voice and mind voicing a separate opinion than the one, he just spoke on. 

"I'm Serious Dear! Magic does exist to I bed your pardon on..." he mumbled annoyed as he rolled his eyes a little "you rather pay attention to that cancer puff than listen to me? Honestly, you aren't even fully listening. "Oui, I am taking in the sound of your voice non? But I rather listen to you talk about how much you enjoy me my pink creme puff"

This sent Oliver into a blushing mess his face bright red as he covered it with his hands "Fran Fran thats not cute to call me that right now especially when I am trying to be serio-?!" he yelped as he felt hands grab his sides lifting him into his arms into a kiss. His face still bright red just highlighting all of his freckles even more than they was prominently placed on his face. 

"Better Mon Amor?" he asked smiling a cheeky grin on his face as Oliver held tightly onto him. "You're such a romancer but I am being serious we need to focus surely to god I'm not losing it..." he mumbled snuggling into the other yawning slightly this meeting was rather annoying and boring as he fiddled with the button on the others messy wrinkled-purple tee shirt. 

"Your shirt is an absolute mess Fran Fran love" he scolded lightly looking up to him softly. "If you're going to continue to hold me lets, at least go back to my place for now I want to talk more on this away from anyone else." Slowly reaching rubbing over the others messy beard as he softly shook his head. 

God this was going to be a task in a half especially since the other wasn't paying a lick of attention other than wanting kisses and affection from him. It was nice but everything was on his mind right now for sure and this wasn't not getting him any closer to what answer he wanted.

That being said he did notice a bit of a look from the other saying something different than his own words for sure. He was hiding something from Oliver and wasn't being clear on what that said something was though for now he supposed a bit of this affection wasn't so bad to enjoy. 

He softly sighed the other gently holding him to his chest still this felt rather familiar as he winced his head starting to pound slightly "You need to stop falling asleep out here Magi~ what am I going to do with you?~" a soft tone from the past coming to haunt his head again he knew this name but just who was this and who even was this Magi he kept calling out to was it him?  

"Oliver? Oliver Mon Amor Oliver?!" Francois noticed the others blue eyes was dull he had spaced out again not another episode he started doing this a few days back as the blond eased him onto the couch tapping his face gently. "Oliver! I swear to God if you don't snap out of this" he lightly started shaking him seeing the tapping had no avail to it.

The pink haired male winced a little with a gasp snapping out of whatever that trance-like state he was in shaking his head a bit. "Francois?" he questioned softly seeing the worried look on his face oh no had it happened again. "D-did I space out again like the other day oh dear I am so so sorry love..." he said kissing his cheek. "I am alright now shhh hey it's okay I am so sorry that I did it again just something happened again my head feels a bit fuzzy is all" he said gently. 

Oliver needed answers though this little spacing out was starting to cause everyone concern this couldn't be good not on himself nor others around him perhaps it was time for him to study on this matter again he couldn't let himself continue not like this. 

Not to mention scaring his usual calm and collected Frenchmen out like he had been doing no it simply wouldn't do. Though for now the rest of the day staying by his side wouldn't hurt he did scare him after all so a bit of cuddle time with him seemed enjoyable and pleasant. 

So, the rest of the meeting day continued on as it usually did the fight between the brothers seemed the Canadian was the winner this time making the score 90 for Matt and 2 to Allan despite him cheating in those manners to get the upper hand this life wasn't perfect but still if he could enjoy it with Francois that's all that mattered to him.  

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