"It's ok to be mistreated, to be looked at as weird and to have such confusing ass emotions... the world is fucked up, mon amour Gregory. as out of character, I might sound, it's important that I say this. Live with the world, me and you. we ain't pretty but at least we have each other in this mess, no thanks to fucking god and other fucking religions. you can't live la vie as a ghost, you can't live like a depressed nut all the time- fucking hell, Gregory. we are La' resistance. that's a title no one can get, you know what else no one can fucking get, a good friend like you. so stop beating yourself up and be happy for nothing. eh, if only the world ended today but it isn't so I guess that is a sign to keep on going. am I right, mon amour Gregory?"
"Yeah, I guess you are right, Amour Christophe" Gregory smirked, looking up at Christ.
"Shut up" Christophe insults as he jokingly pushes Greg away. "Chieene" Christophe muttered under his breath when Gregory realized what he said he shoots him a look. Soon enough Christophe had run down the street while chuckling, he was being chased by a pissed of Gregory; Christophe insulted Gregory, calling him a bitch in French. after a few more steps, Chris slipped into the coffee store, shutting the door in front of Gregory. A pissed off Gregory growled under his breath as Christophe walked up to the counter of the coffee store. Chris was greeted by a twitching Tweak. The blond boy watched the French order his lunch, he couldn't hear him but he wanted to be close to him, so in an effort, Greg took in a breath and slicked back his hair so with a sigh he walks in being greeted first by the sound of a bell, he stands properly next to Christophe.
"Christophe, I expect a-"
"A-and here is your order- Ack! -H-have a good d-day" Tweak had twitched, he managed to smile at Christophe. Christophe walks out of the store with of course Greg following. They walk down the street with just silence. The two boys don't talk a lot and when they do it's just insults and politicians and about hating god; on Christophe side that is. As they walked down in silence, Christophe hands a paper bag to Gregory, nodding at him and looking away. With a spark of curiosity, Greg opened the bag and his eye widened slightly in surprise.
"You... You got me my order... Christophe.." Gregory mumbled quietly, his heart throbbed with a big blush across his face. Christophe looked at him and then away.
"Its fine, it's not a big deal you England asshole"
"Thank you.." Gregory mumbled as he kissed Christopher's cheek which made the French blush.
"Oui! Oui! Arrêter de me Baiser le trou du cul!" Christophe exclaimed in French as he pulled Gregory away. "Vous maudite cul anglais!" Christophe muttered which made Gregory smile wide. The French boy wipes his cheek to get rid of the feeling that seeped through his defense. "You trying to kiss me?" Christophe asked with a little smile, trying his hardest to frown.
"Merde à Vous cutie"
"I'm not a cutie you clown" Gregory muttered with a pout which made Christophe snort and looks away, it was quiet but only for a while and only the sound of the howling wind and the snow being crunched under their shoes. as they walk down the surprisingly quiet street of South Park. with a quick glimpse, Christophe cleared his throat and looked away shyly.
"Alors ... tu veux venir chez moi ce Soir?" Christophe blurted out as he rubs his arm, his camouflaged outfit coated him from the could but he felt nervous when he asked Gregory that questioned in French.
"I don't understand French, why don't you speak English and tell me. " Gregory had said, turning his head to Christophe, his darker shade brows furrowed in curiosity. "Be a man Chrissy" Gregory teased with an amused smile. Christophe sighs and looks at Gregory and locks eyes with him.
"would you like to come over to my house tonight? I'm grounded at the moment but you can sneak in. i-if you want" Christophe had mumbled, looking away and clearing his throat. his cheeks and face feeling hot. "I wanna talk to you about something." Christophe looks back at Gregory to see him with a sly smile and red cheeks. perhaps Gregory was shy on the topic too but he wanted to cover it up with being a tease. so with a simple lick to Greg's own pink lips, he nodded.
"Sure, sounds fun."
"Uh.. yeah.. good." "and I am a man you petit péni!"
"hehe, yeah. sure~"
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