Just as Before (Tord X Matt)

Meeting You (Bonus!)

It was a cool summer afternoon in Paris, France. Saul was on an undercover mission to find their newest recruit. Saul himself was still the new guy, but showed great skill on incognito missions which was why Blue Leader sent him. Supposedly this new guy was a previous friend of Blue's, just as he was. He stood by the Eiffel Tower, fixing his sweater vest. He was approached by a guy in light blue, camel colored hair pinned back except for his bangs which hung low in his face. 

"A-Are you Saul?" Well it appeared this timid guy was the new recruit. 

"Yes, you must be Patryke. I've heard much about you, and let me be the first to say welcome to the Blue Army."

"W-Why thank you Monsieur. I a-appreciate it." 

Something about the new guy's timidness gave him a cutesy aspect, making Saul blush slightly. He'd just met the guy, there was no way he could be falling for someone so fast. 

"Well um..follow me. I've got to get us to the airport soon, or we'll miss our flight to England." The English base had just finished construction, just in time to prepare to attack the Red Army within a year or so. We needed all the new recruit's we could get after the attack by Red last month. 

~Timeskip~

Saul POV

As we were boarding, I looked at the seats that were reserved for us in first class. Patryke and I would be sitting side by side. I cursed under my breath, knowing this was probably a set up by Blue. He wanted me to get cozy with the new guy, except this new guy was different. He was cute as hell. Especially taking time to look around the plane before take off. His accent only added to his sweetness, making his soft-spoken voice more alluring that I had expected. 

"W-Wow Saul..Ive never flown before. I've lived in Paris all my life." 

"Really? I originally lived in England. Had an aunt and uncle in Cannes, and I'd fly there every summer. That's how I found out about the blue army. Turns out they were agents." 

"Oh wow, I've always wished to visit Cannes...Ive seen pictures, it looks beautiful." 

"Oh, It is. Maybe we can go together sometime." What was I saying?! 

"O-Oh that sounds divine!" he blushed a little, smiling sweetly as he took his seat next to me. The flight attendant walked up to us with a bottle of Rosé wine.

"Un verre pour le couple?" (A drink for the couple?"

I looked to Patryke for translation. Silly as it sounds, I never learned French from my family members. I knew English of course and small bits of Spanish. 

"She asked if we would like drinks. Drinks for the couple." He flushed pink, tucking his bangs behind his ear. My eyes went wide, a little embarrassed.

 "T-Tell her no thank you, unless you'd like something." 

"Non merci, mademoiselle." 

The attendant nodded and walked away, heels clicking on the tile. I'd given Patryke the widow seat so he could look out across the land as we flew. His eyes were bright and wide, a smile plastered to his clean-shaven face. He turned to me a moment, eyes softening. 

"I could teach you french Saul. It would be mon plaisir. My pleasure." His stutter seemed to be gone now that he had calmed, less anxious around me.

"That would be fun! I think it would be quite useful." 

"Oh good! Well lets get started."

An hour had passed, leaving a 15 space before landing. In that time I had gotten a bit of French under my belt. Most of it was greetings, a few terms, and things about amour, love. They say French is the language of love, and Patryke was certainly speaking it. The was he spoke was so fluid and light...

"S-Saul youre staring silly." I blinked a few times, realizing I had begun to gaze into his eyes. In that one hour period we had gotten to know each other quite well. Patryke was an orphan, adopted after his parents died from illness in their small town. He lived with a rich family, but made sure to say they were very generous. I didnt have much to tell, my life was quite boring. Really, it was. 

"S-Sorry..heh...you know there is one French thing I know about that you havent shown me yet." 

"What would that be?"

~Cute little scene, includes kissing uwu~

"This-" 

I pulled him into a kiss, and he seemed to get the idea. He carefully opened his mouth, just enough that I could press my tongue inside. We stayed like that for a while, exploring each others mouths. He tasted of macarons and madeleines...sugar and chocolate. For the first time in a long time, I was happy, relaxed even. As we separated, quietly trying to catch our breaths, he spoke quietly. 

"Thats such a cliche Saul..." he giggled, face still very red.

"I know..heh..im not very original, but I like you.." 

"Like me? Oh, I think youre missing a word there." He raised a brow, hair falling in front of his face. 

"mmm...fine...Je t'aime."

"I love you too Saul." he whispered, pressing a kiss to my forehead. I happened to be slightly shorter than him, which seemed to be something he liked about me. I'd accept it...for now. 

"Does this make me your.."

  "Copain? Boyfriend? O-Only if you want." 

"I would like that..." 

"Then it's settled." 

We hugged tightly, him pulling me onto his lap.

Hope you liked this chapter my friends! I thought it would be sweet to include this little bit <3

~DD

P.S. The art is mine!!!