Too true to be

Favor (Francis)

Getting on his computer, he immediately went to call Arthur. Hoping that he wasn't mad about yesterday. He already came up with an apology. Francis clicked on the phone icon and waited for his unrequited lover to . After a minute, he started to grow worried. Is this revenge for yesterday? No, it couldn't. He wouldn't hold a grudge for something such as homework..Would he?
As the Frenchman walked in his troubled thoughts, the call finally picked up. On the screen was not the usual bright, green, doe eyes and bushy eyebrows. On the screen was a flaming redhead with sharp green eyes. An unlit cigarette rested on his lips.

"Ay, laddie. Are you awake?"

The accented voice shot through his ears and snapped him back. Eyes darted to the screen, resting on the sight of Arthur's oldest brother, Allistor. Francis's brain scrambled to find the other's name. Arthur only mentioned his older brothers a few times before. He stared at the screen, mind now blank.

"My little brother isn't home today. He's over at our nephew's place."

The way he spoke wasn't as what he expected. Not the typical strong Scottish slang. All he could do was nod in response. So Arthur wasn't home, this is revenge...

"Little Art was devastated that you didn't call last night. What happened? I know about you. He's told me about you, so don't lie to me."

That was the last thing he expected to hear from him. Both things. Arthur was...He really was...

"You caught me" he said with a small smile.

"Yah, now fess up"

Taking in a breath, he spoke, "You know how he has a date for prom."

"He does?- little bugger."

Ah, their choices of words were the same though. It was cute to know that even with all the differences, they're still the same.

"Oui. It's a childish thing for me to be jealous over it," he said.

"Oh, and here he says it was an unrequited love" smirked Allistor.

He paused and stared up at the other. What did he say? Arthur said their friendship is an unrequited love..In his point of view. No it was he who had the unrequited love, not Arthur. Even so, he fluttered to the side. Feeling a blush creep onto his cheeks.

"I so called it," said Allistor.

"And so, what about it?"

"Look, it's Tuesday right. Prom is this Friday. I'll let you in on a little secret if you tell me who he's going with."

A secret? How could he tell him a secret if he doesn't even know the person his youngest brother is going with. Looking back up to the screen. Allistor was dead serious; his cigarette between his fingers.

"Roderich Edelstein"

His fingers flicked his cigarette as if it was lit. He sighed and rolled his head. Allistor seemed to be contemplating something. Francis waited, curious on what he is going to say.

"Roderich Edelstein. Teen piano player, amateur professional. I want to say child prodigy. Aristocrat like.."

Amateur professional?! Professional?! Does Arthur know? Is Roderich there on a scholarship? Is he scouted? So many questions ran through his mind.

"From snooping around, I say he has a performance this Friday." said Allistor.

"Performance..On the night of prom." he processed, "He'll end up ditching Arthur. Does he know about his performance."

The redhead shook his head, "Nah, but he'll find out on either the night before or on Friday."

Squinting his eyes, he thought. How did he know this? Is anything that he's saying true? Should he trust him in this?

"And how do you know this?"

"I work as a pilot. I was at the port yesterday and over heard the manager talking about the shipments of equipment for an upcoming recital. I heard them slip the young lad's name in too."

A pilot. His eyes widened and a plan hatched in is mind. Since it was sure that Roderich wasn't going to make it this Friday. Just maybe...

"Allistor."

"Yes lad? What do ya want?"

He was debating on whether he should do this. Should he tell his parents also? What would his friends think? Will this ruin his friendship with Arthur?

"Since I'm sure Arthur is going to be alone for prom." he started, "I would like you to come..And me up so I can.."

Allistor started to grin, a laugh erupting from him. This is what he was waiting for. Someone to man up and make a move. He knew now who is going to be the main man of the relationship.

"To pick you up and come here do you can take him to his prom." the oldest finished.

The Frenchman nodded, "Oui"

Replying with a smile, he agreed. Right in the morning of Friday, he'll make his way there. Francis gave him his and exchanged snapchats. The two both ended the call after.

Now riled up, Francis wore a confident smile when his mother knocked on his door to tell him that is ready. Getting up from his chair, he ed the door and surprised his mother. She smiled when she saw her son so happy.

"Something got you happy."

"..Yes. Something did get me happy. Very happy"

While walking down the stairs to the dining room, he concluded that he'd keep this a secret. He'd tell his parents...When he was there. With Arthur, by his side. He'd call his computer on Arthur's and hope that his parents will pick up. Or maybe he should tell them that someone was going to call and he wanted them to answer for him..That can work. He knew that they'd scold him when they find out. But in the name of love, right? They'll understand and hopefully..Maybe, they'd let him go over to England more often.

Allistor said that he thought this was an one-sided love. This means that Arthur shares mutual feelings! His heart picked up speed at the thought of actually having Arthur by his side. As a lover.

"Francis, is something wrong?" asked his father, "You seem to be in a trance."

"A-Am I now?" he replied, "My apologies, my mind has been filled with things lately."

"Is it stress? You always know you can take a sick day and get yourself together." said his mother.

He nodded, "I know mama, but It's not stress."

Not stress, but pure bliss.