Arthur woke up with arms wrapped around him. He felt warmer than every other night. He knew who that was. It wasn't any other person than Francis. He turned at him. Francis was so beautiful. He never thought that he would see the little kid in the blue "dress" all grown up, in his bed. He liked it this way.
When he moved, Francis was waking up. Arthur blew to his face to mock him. Francis moved a bit, opening his eyes. He look at Arthur, smiling. They had never been like that before. They would always be fighting and arguing. Francis chuckled and turned to face the ceilling. Arthur did the same.
He started playing with Francis's long hair. Francis didn't care, even Arthur caring to touch him was making him happy. He liked it this way. After all of the silence, Francis opened his mouth to say "Was I your first?"
Arthur frowned. "No! I've been with many.." He just realised that he had never thought of making it with another. And he never had. Francis asked again "Was I your first?" Arthur swallowed his pride and said "Yes, you were."
Arthur couldn't help but blush. Francis looked at him, he was just perfect. It was like they've been waiting for a long time. Francis was seeing cutscenes of last night. He looked at Arthur's neck. He probably was in trouble for this. He would do it again anytime.
Arthur's one arms was on Francis's chest and he was resting his head on Francis's shoulder. He was happy. All of his happiness was cut when he heard the door open..
"I have news from Alf-"
Arthur tried to hide them with the sheets when Matthew came into the room.
"Oh my god I'm so so sorry.." He quickly closed the door. Arthur and Francis looked at each other for 3 seconds. They burst out into laughter.
***
Matthew wasn't looking at them. He was trying to hide his blushed cheeks and didn't know what to say. Arthur should've remembered, Matthew had an extra key for his house. Francis was the first one to break the silence again.
"You are in big trouble, young man."
He knew that he was acting like he was his dad. He didn't care, he was joking anyways. Arthur looked at Matthew.
"Tell me about the news you have for us, dear."
Matthew looked at Francis and started talking silently. "I got Ludwig Beilschmidt talk to me. He claims that he has something to do. H-He can find Alfred." They all looked at each other. Arthur rested his head on his hand.
"Gilbert was right. We have to inform him that his brother is with us."
***
Gilbert wandered around the room. He was waiting for a phone coming from the Brit. He had Alfred in the next room. Suddenly, the door creaked open. He looked at the soldier that came in.
"There is a man on the phone Beilschmidt. He wants to talk to you."
Gilbert took the phone and opened it. He signed the soldier to get out of the room and whispered. "Hello?"
The soldier got out of the room and closed the door.
"We don't have much time Gilbert, we accept your alliance. Your brother is with us. He is safe and alive. We need you to help us into the Soviet."
This filled Gilbert's heart with relief. He sighed and thought of a plan.
"I can help you. But we need the perfect time. I know Ivan's plan. I'm sorry. It's not hard to get past Ivan. But it will be hard to get past Alfred. I'm so sorry. I couldn't help him. I'm so sorry." He ended the call, leaving Arthur in despair.
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Captivity (RusAme) #WATTYS2018
FanfictionA country, a war and everything changes. "This drug, my friends, is simply how we will defeat Jones. It's a new found drug of the USSR government. It makes the drugged subject be strongly affected from the things he had seen while drugged. I will...