A night for us.

Dinner and a Show

After the concert and back stage as everyone helped pack up, even the band mates, conversation was made between everyone. Arthur helped pack up the electronics and kept his eyes mostly on Francis. He couldn't help but smile, it was his final show. And he made the most out of it, with his new fiancé. Francis gazed over at the smaller blonde and chuckled as he continued to pack up the equipment.

After everything was in the bus Arthur waited outside and smiled, dressed nicely, piercings out and he looked presentable. His Long sleeved shirt covered the tattoos that showered his arms. His hair was brushed the best he could and chomped on mint gun to get the smoke out of his breath. Soon Francis walked up and kissed his head. Arthur smiled and tapped his cheek. "Ready to go, love?"

"Go?" The Frenchman tilted his head to a side ad chuckled. "Where else is there to go tonight, Cher?"

"Dinner of course." The Brit took his hand and started to walk. The cold night nipped their nose and ears as they walked down the block. With each breath it felt like it was getting colder. The smaller gent pressed closer to the taller male. Pulling the scarf he wore tighter around his neck.

Francis looked at him, then wrapped his arm around him as they walked, pulling his closer. Arthur chuckled and as they walked a few more blocks they arrived at a restaurant, it towered ten stories high, a nice look on the outside as well as the inside. When they walked through the doors it was warm, the place smelled like cuisines from all around the world. The waiter smiled at them and showed them to their seats. On the top floor it was mostly empty, waiters waited on other couples. They were seated and a fine wine was already placed out for them. The waiter poured them each a glass and soft music started to play in the distance.

"This is on so fascinating Mon Amour! This must cost a fortune." Francis sipped his wine with a smile as Arthur looked at him.

"Well it's not to pricey and its where we had our first date remember?"

"But of course! I said something inappropriate an you smacked me across the face." He laughed.

"Well if you wouldn't of said such naughty things in public I wouldn't of smacked you." He let out a soft chuckle. Moving hair from his eyes he looked across the table at his lover, reaching across and taking his hand, rubbing his thumb along the back of his hand. "But all was right in the end."

"Ah, oui. It was." The Frenchman smirked and brought his hand up, kissing his knuckles. "The final concert... The last encore. But at least we will always be together eh~?"

"You scrunched up frog monkey of course we'll always be together." He smiled, food that was preordered came out and was sat in front of the two. Arthur let go of his hand as he started to eat, hungry as hell. But that wasn't the only thing he was hungry for.

As the night pressed on, the two talked and talked. After dinner then went for a stroll around the city. Smiling and laughing, falling in live all over again as the two finally reached the end. Back to the tour bus, back to warmth. But as they "settled down" for the night, they noticed that the band mates were still up, half undressed and all over each other they froze as the band laughed. Francis turned a deep shade of red, Arthur just smiled,