FrUk Fanfiction

Fanfiction Part 5

The two men shared small talk until the waitress came back with their food "Here you go guys, sorry it took so long." she said politely. "Oh no, you're fine. It's no problem, really." Arthur said with a friendly smile. She nodded a little and said "Let me know if there's anything else you need." before leaving to check on another table. Francis stared down at his plate for a moment and bit the inside of his cheek looking at the food. It was indeed a salad but, it still looked unappetizing.. He then looked over at Arthur with a nervous smile and said "Shall we?". Arthur nodded, picked up his sandwich, and began eating "Mm..this is really good." he said with a smile "How's yours?" he asked. 

Francis shakily picked up his fork and took a small bite of the salad. He wanted to spit it out so badly, but he knew that would be frowned upon and disappoint Arthur. So he smiled and said "C'est incroyable..(It's incredible..)". Arthur nodded and they both continued to eat. By the end of their meal Arthur was completely done with his food, Francis on the other hand only ate about half of his. He smiled small at the brit "Zhat was delicious Arthur, merci for taking zhe time to come out with me today." Arthur glanced at the french's plate "But you barely ate any of it.." he said quietly. He sighed a little "Oh well, I'm glad you liked it." he smiled lightly. He then glanced around the room and waved down Charlotte to come to the table. She smiled and said "What can I help you with?" as she picked up their plates. Francis then said "Could we 'ave zhe check please Miss Charlotte?". She nodded and left, coming back a minute later with the check. "Thank you for coming, have a nice day!" 

Francis grabbed the check off the table to looked at it, then got his wallet out. Arthur immediately said "Oh uh Francis that isn't necessary. I can take care of it." Francis waved his hand "Nonsense, I'll get it. I insist." He left some money and a tip on the table and got up "Wanna come over to my place for a little while?" he asked Arthur. The brit smiled and nodded "Sure thing, sounds lovely." the two men then left the restaurant and went to Francis' house. Once they got there, Francis opened the door and let Arthur inside "Please, make jourself at home. Take a seat anywhere jou like." Arthur nodded and sat on the couch in the livingroom. Francis went upstairs for a moment and came back down in a loose sweater and sat down next to Arthur "Sorry, just wanted to change." he said with a small smile. Arthur looked at the sweater then back at the french man "You looked fine before Francis.." 

Francis looked down at the floor to avoid eye contact "Y-Yeah well..It was just a little uncomfortable to wear." Arthur frowned "Francis.." he pulled the french's chin up and stared deep into his eyes with a serious look on his face. "We've known each other for practically our entire lives, we've been friends for awhile now. I know when something's bothering you. So," he moved his hand from Francis' chin to his thigh and rubbed it gently as he continued to look into the man's eyes. "What's wrong?"

The frenchman felt his stomach twist in a knot, he got very nervous. "Well..I.." he looked off to the side for a moment and sighed "I'm just still having problems..I mean" he looked back at the brit. He grabbed his hand and squeezed it gently "I'm trying, I really am Arthur. Please believe me when I say zhat..I really just don't like eating all zhat much. I feel like it makes me..well.." he struggled to get the last word out. Arthur sighed "Francis you're not fat." he paused and his cheeks flushed "You're magnificent actually.." he said quietly. Francis bit the inside of his cheek and looked down at their hands "How do jou know..jou 'aven't even seen it." he said as he gestured at his stomach. 

Arthur looked at the sweater then up at him "Then show me. There's nothing to be afraid of Francis.. Please.." he begged the frenchman. Francis hesitated, thinking about all the possible outcomes of the situation. He then looked at Arthur and saw how worried he was..the look in his eyes. It was practically impossible to say no. He sighed, stood up, and took his sweater off; revealing the red marks that were left on his body from earlier. Arthur looked at them, shocked. "Francis..what have you done to yourself?" he gently placed his hand on Francis' skin, feeling around. Arthur's hands felt so cold and strange, it made Francis shiver. "I-I'm sorry Arthur..I didn't mean to.." just then Arthur stood up and looked up at Francis "I know.." he looked down at his stomach area and felt it gently "I know..".

 He got down on his knees and placed a soft, warm kiss on Francis' stomach. The frenchman immediately flushed red from ear to ear "A-Arthur..what are..". The brit stood up "I just worry about you Francis. You have no idea how much I worry.." he looked into the french's eyes. "I just wish that you could see what I see." Francis looked at him questioningly, confused. He wrapped his arms around Francis' neck "What I see every time I look at you.." a small smile formed on his lips and the frenchman's eyes glossed over "Francis, you are utterly perfect. In Every. Single. Way.". He stared deep into his watery eyes "I don't care what you look like, or what size your waist is. You're beautiful on both the inside and the out. I guess that's why I..I.." he let out a small breath then got up on his tippy toes and placed a kiss on the frenchman's forehead.

Francis turned even more red "A-Arthur.." he was very embarrassed and confused, but..happy. A few tears fell down his cheek and Arthur got wide eyes "Francis! I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you upset!". Francis chuckled a little and shook his head "N-Non jou just caught me by surprise." He placed his hands on the brit's cheeks "Merci (Thank you)..so much." he glanced down at the brit's pink lips and bit his own bottom lip "Arthur," he looked away for a moment and moved his hands to Arthur's waist "I've been meaning to tell jou very a awhile now.." he rubbed the brit's waist with his thumbs gently "I-I.." he started to choke on his words and he looked in the other's eyes "I L.." Arthur smiled and moved one hand from the frenchman's neck to his silky hair. "Yes?" he asked as he ran his fingers through his hair slowly. He knew the male was too embarrassed and nervous to answer. He chuckled before gazing up at him and kissed him softly on the lips, rubbing the back of his neck. Francis wrapped an arm around Arthur's waist while keeping the other hand on his hip and pulled him close, kissing him back. After a moment they parted, Arthur leaned his forehead against the frenchman's forehead and closed his eyes before saying

"I love you too Francis.."

((Boom! Happy after all :D I was smiling like the entire time while typing this x3 I hope you guys like it! I don't know whether to leave it here or to continue the story somehow. So please lemme know what you think!))