As a young boy, Arthur always thought Francis was one of his faeries, as he found the Frenchman too pretty to be human. Now that he's older and knows better, he still believes so - but he refuses to be as open about it as he was back then. ((Contains flashbacks, swearing, and possibly smut at some point. I don't promise that thought so don't read it for that. Credits for story idea go to my best friend~))All Rights Reserved
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