Wrong Guess - FrUK

Chapiter 5

Once again, that was long as fuck.

~OwO~

And another day, waking up, walking to school and Arthur expected the day to continue as usual, usual including cockblocking his brother and getting mad at Francis.

The writer walked down the street, shivering beneath his heavy coat and scarf, December already. Soon it would be Christmas, people were already hanging mistletoe on their doorstep and houses and trees were beginning to light up the night all across the country. And this kind of things always made everyone more optimistic didn't they? Youngsters were attempting to accidentally bump into their crush in the hopes of getting their happily ever after.

Funnily enough, the Brit didn't actually feel sad not finding his other half, that is, if they existed, it even made him feel lighter in a way, he was happy like he was, he assumed, and even if he wasn't, well, he'd definitely have to get used to this loneliness.

Couples were forming here and there, like the greek and the turk whom everyone thought hated each other, the Estonian nerd and the quite sensitive big-breasted girl or even that tall scary swede and his Finnish "wife." Wether there be light or not, love was in the air, floating with the smell of peppermint, molasses and Christmas trees.

Everyone seemed to be jolly this day, the teachers, even, mumbled the lyrics to jingle bells under their breath while correcting essays, the student, filled with joy at the thought of vacations, parties and possibly not beginning the next year alone, chatting excitedly. Yet, Arthur felt something was missing, what, that he wondered. Maybe he was just feeling happier than usual, maybe Lovino wasn't hitting Antonio right now, maybe it was that Kiku was actually talking with his brother or maybe Gilbert was at another table, reciting lines from a script with one of Alfred's friend, or maybe he didn't see Francis all day...

Wait. Francis. That was it, Francis wasn't there, why? Arthur didn't know and if you think he was going to let the latter's friends think he cared, which he definitely didn't, for the frenchman he was never going to hear the end of it, of that he was sure. "Where is he? Why the hell isn't he at school? He better be at the Café when I'll come. That jerk! Abandoning him in all the sexual tension! Asshole better not be sick. Or hurt, that idiot..."

Woah, why was he wondering where the hell Francis was, and was he worrying about him!? No no no. Of course he wasn't, his reasoning was purely because he hated being stuck between soon-to-be couples who didn't even realize of admitted their unconditional love towards each other. Not because he cared for Francis!

"Well, too bad for him, he's the one who'll miss class." Reasoned Arthur, determined not to be focused on Francis' absence. And so, the day continued like before the two met. Or so he wished it had. But, as much as the author hated to admit, the other had made quite a number on his life. His usual routine now included a quick trip to the Café, his writing was partly inspired by the man, not that he ever planned to let him know, he even ended up talking to people other than Lovino and Kiku or his family. And even when the man in question wasn't there, Lovino not only insulted his brother's crush? Boyfriend? Friend? Acquaintance? But also the BTT or, in the spicy Italian's words, "the tomato bastard, potato bastard #2 and wine pervert," Kiku kept dropping hints of how much he shipped the brit and the french. Even Alfred joined in. One day! One day! Francis wasn't there one day and everyone felt like they needed to remind him of how much his life changed since he met in that crappy (He'd never admit he actually liked coming in general) Café.

But, hey, those croissants were undeniably the best.

Startled by the bell announcing his next class, he shook his head, making any thoughts of Francis go away. "For today at least," he thought, "Let's not think about him. I can easily do one day without reference," but oh, how the frenchman was so much more than a simple model.

~OwO~

Sorry if it's short and if the ending is bad, I just started writing it, like, two weeks ago and finished it just now.

Note: soon there will be a truth or dare chapter so if you would be so kind as to leave a few questions or dares for the characters (only the 1p) and I'll try to put them in.

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Sayonara ☆〜（ゝ。∂）