FrUk one shots

Please don't cry

A specific pair of green eyes slowly drifted from the boring black chalk board with writing all over it and looked over to the clock, his teachers words slowly fading into the back ground.
'Only 3 more minutes in this hell hole then I'm done for the rest of the day.' Arthur thought as he watched the black hands on the clock, hung on his class room wall slowly tick closer to 2:15.

He sighed and looked down at his binders and books, slowly stacking them so he would be ready when the bell actually went off, if it ever would. After a few more seconds of waiting in silence the bell finally went off and he rushed out of the class quickly. He would never admit it to himself but he was rushing so he could see his 11th grade boyfriend who had just returned from a 3 week trip to France, he was very excited to see him again.

Arthur finally reached his locked and quickly shoved his books in. He grabbed his bag and began to speed walk down the hall, trying to get to the planned meeting spot with his boyfriend as quickly as he could.

He eventually got out of the school and waited in front of the school doors. After a while Arthur started to wonder where Francis was...he wouldn't have just skipped out on Arthur like that...would he? No, no. Francis loves Arthur, and Arthur was sure of that. He sighed and pulled out his phone, texting Francis and asking if he was coming.

After another 10 minutes Arthur became frustrated and he started to walk home by himself. "Damn git." He said quietly as he walked towards his house. Arthur tried to drown out everything on his way home, thinking of some reason that Francis wasn't there, but he couldn't come up with anything else except for Francis being bored with him and not wanting to see him again, the thought broke Arthur's heart.

However there was one thing that he couldn't drown out, the harsh words of some of his classmates. "What the hell are you doing back here you man slut? Huh? Thought we told you already that no one wants you here!" He heard someone yell. Arthur quickly turned to the person who yelled that, and tried to get a look at who was yelling that. He heard some more words before seeing who ever the victim was being slapped. After that the bullied stepped away just enough for Arthur to see who it was and his eyes widened when he recognized the man. "Oh hell no! No one gets to beat on him except me!" Arthur yelled and ran over to the small group, pushing them away from the man he loved.

One of the bullies took a step forward but Arthur sent them all a glare so harsh that they immediately backed away. He looked down on the blonde haired man in front of him and crouched down so he was the same level. "Look at me." he said
All he got was a head shake back. Arthur growled before saying "Francis Bonnefoy look at me this instant." He heard a quiet sob before watching the other man lift his head up slowly, meeting eyes with Arthur. Arthur gasped as he saw the clear depression across Francis' face. He leaned forward and gently brushed the crystal tears out of his lovers eyes. "Come now love, don't cry. Tears don't suit you, where's that beautiful smile?" "Lost, along with a bunch of girls virginity apparently." Arthur scowled before sitting down beside the French man and saying "You know for a fact that's not true." Francis sighed and nodded

"I-I know...but it's just the way they said it makes me feel like it is. It makes me so frustrated because why can't they realize that I don't rape anyone! I don't understand why they feel the need to torment me over something that's not even true! Love is something beautiful, not something that should be forced upon others." Arthur nodded and replied "I know love. And they only want to make you feel bad because they are just jealous of how beautiful you are."

Arthur could have sworn he saw a tint of pink flush across Francis' face before he looked down again. "Come on, let's get you home." he said and stood up, offering a hand to Francis. Francis smiled a little and accepted the hand, standing up as well. Arthur went to pull his hand back but was stopped when the other blonde just intertwined their fingers. Whenever he did that Arthur could feel the butterflies go crazy in his stomach and he didn't understand why. "You big goof, come on." Arthur said

Francis smiled and nodded before walking with him, hand in hand with the man he cherished so much.

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Hey guys, I'm sorry that I've been gone for such a long time. I don't have any ideas and I was so glad I managed to come up with this one. I wrote this chapter to show that Francis isn't a rapist, I know that there are people out here who think he is but I don't. And I'm sure that if someone said that to Francis in he was a real person, or even our lord and saviour Hima for that matter it would probably hurt their feelings. well, anyway thanks for reading and I'm sorry if this sucks. peace! >3<