Power Outage (France x Reader) Lemon

Chapter 3

So here's Part 3! Only one more part to go after this.
Their music playlist is in the author's note, to help set the mood~

There was a knock on the front door, interrupting your thoughts, and you raced over to answer it. Perhaps Francis had just stepped out for a bit.

"Arthur?" you asked as you opened the door. "What are you doing here?"

Arthur took one look at you in your housecoat. "Oh. My. God." He stormed inside the house, letting loose cusses like you'd never heard before. "And where is that bastard frog? I'll kill him, I will. When I woke up and he hadn't come home –"

You crossed your arms, trying to comfort yourself. "He's not here."

"Not here?" He blinked. "Then where the bloody hell is he? We have a meeting to get to."

He really had a meeting this morning? I thought he just said that last night as an excuse to try to leave.

"Hey, what's this?"

Arthur picked up a sheet of paper from the kitchen table that you hadn't noticed. You gasped and tore it from his hands. It was Francis' handwriting! It smelled as if it had been sprayed with his cologne.

Dearest, ____.

Good morning! I was torn this morning between waking you up to say I was leaving for work, and letting you sleep a while longer. You looked so peaceful, just like une ange – an angel! – that I did not want to wake you. My meeting should be done around noon, and then I will come back here to spend the day with you! (I still owe you a delicious dinner with my groceries.) And I have something I really want to ask you, something I should have asked a long time ago.

Hugs and Kisses!
Especially kisses.
Especially kisses down your neck, slowly, all the way down to your....

You blushed, and Arthur gave you a quizzical look, as you continued reading the note, which described in detail all the things Francis wanted to do to you, until you reached the very bottom.

Love, your Francis.

You smiled. Francis was yours, and no one else's. It hadn't been a one night stand at all. You heard Arthur sigh and glanced up from the note.

"I haven't seen that wide smile of yours in a long time, ____. You love him, don't you?"

"Yes," you said plainly. "You don't approve of him, do you?"

Arthur sighed again and scratched the back of his head. "Not in the least. I'll have to have a long talk with him. I just don't want to see you hurt, poppet." He patted you on the head.

"Thanks, Arthur."

"Now go on and get dressed." When you gave him a confused look, he continued, "You want to surprise him at the meeting, now don't you?"

Arthur drove you to the large building where he had his meetings. "The meeting is about to start, but you and Francis can have a few minutes," he said as you both hurried inside. You spotted Francis at the end of a hallway and your heart fluttered. You were wearing a simple dress and you compulsively smoothed out some wrinkles.

"Francis, you git, there's someone here to see you," Arthur said and then disappeared inside the meeting room.

"Quoi?" Francis' eyes found you and his face lit up. "_____!" He bounded over to you and kissed you sweetly on the lips. "What are you doing up? I sought you would need your rest...after last night, zat eez~" He wriggled his eyebrows. You blushed and he reached for your hand. "Listen, zere's somesing I wanted to ask you, _____. Would you – would you go steady with me?"