Autumn Leaves

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They sat under the tree. Keith leaned onto Lance, looking up. 


"What are you looking at?" He followed Keith's eyes, which had only brought him looking up at the tree. 


Keith pointed upwards. "The leaves. I want to see which one falls next." Lance wrapped his arm around Keith. 


"Which one falls next?" He looked up, leaning his head onto Keith's. 


"Yeah," he nodded. Lance reached into his pocket, grabbing his phone. 


"Music?"


"Sure." Keith hid himself away from the wind in Lance's arm. Lance began playing one of his favourite songs. Keith heard the accordion beginning and chuckled. "Really? Toune d'automne, again?" Lance nodded, wrapping both arms around Keith tightly. 


Comment ça vas, ma p'tit soeur?

Viens que j'te serre dans mes bras.


Lance kissed Keith's forehead, they both looked at the tree, seeing one leaf fall at a time, like they were waiting in line.  


Pis, as-tu r'trouvé l'bonheur 

Dans ton trip au Canada? 


Keith felt his face heat up, turning a deep maroon. 


Dans l'bout' c't'année y s'est pas passé grand'chose...
C't'un peu morose...


 "You don't even speak french. Why do you love Les Cowboys Fringants so much?"


Lance shrugs. "They remind me of this time of year. The leaves falling, the cold weather. Perfect for spending time with someone."


Anyway chu content que tu r'viennes
T'arrives en même temps qu'l'automne 


"Oh." Keith hummed along to the music. He didn't know the lyrics, but he knew the melody. 


Tsé qu'ça m'a fait ben d'la peine
De t'voir partir ma mignonne... 

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