Francis' POV

I've been in love with Matthew for 3 years. We have never gotten into any huge arguments nor have we ever been separated for more than a day. Today was the day I wanted to propose to him. I swear my love for him is eternal and I want to be with him until the end of time. I've already picked out a ring and planned a date with him tonight. It was soon almost time to go so I dressed fancier than usual. I hid the box in my pocket and drove straight to his house to pick him up. He got in the car and he had a worried expression on his face. He was sweating a lot on his face and I saw sweat through his suit.
"Amour, are you okay?"
He hesitated to answer but then looked at me and smiled nervously.
"O-Oui, I'm fine..."
I shrugged it off and drove to the restaurant. We went in and sat in our usual seats we sit in every time we go there together. While I'm sitting across from him and looking at the menu, I glance up at him and he's looking down and looked very nervous again.
"Amour, is there something bothering you?"
"Non... I'm fine..." he said shaking.
I couldn't think of anything that would bother him at a time like this so I shrugged that off again. Our food finally came and we started eating. He acted different than usual. He was eating really slow and didn't talk much for the whole time. Even if I tried my best to start a conversation, he would either nod, shake his head, or give me a one word response. I got nervous myself that he would say no, but he always told me he loved me so why would he say no? After we finished our dinner, I took him out for a walk along the streets of Paris and stared at the beautiful scenery. I finally got the courage to man up and propose.
"Amour, we've been dating for three years now and I wanted to let you know that I have never stopped loving you and I never will. You are my everything and I promise to be here for you no matter what. So I'm begging you..." I bent down on one knee and held open the box.
"Will you marry me?" I said smiling up at him. His reaction looked more horrified than happy. He looked as if he were about to cry but not from joy.
"I-I...." That was all he could mutter out to me.
"Matthew, what's wrong amour?" I said standing up, looking down at him with concern.
"I-I need to tell you something..."
"What is it amour?"
He stayed silent for a moment trying to hold back.
"I appreciate all you've done for me, I really do... but I've been cheating on you for five years with Gilbert." He didn't cry but I did. He cheated on me with Gilbert for five years.
"W-why?.... Why would you do that to me? I loved you for three years and you didn't even love me back. What did it mean to you when I said I loved you? What did it mean to you when you said that you loved me?!" I started crying out loud. He still didn't cry but looked me in the eyes with a blank expression.
"Nothing."
That was a bullet to my heart. I ran away from him not looking back. I couldn't feel any emotion right now. All I needed to do was think. I found a bench near a park and just sat there thinking. I stayed for about an hour and a half just thinking until he showed up.
"Hey, frog." He said taking a seat next to me. I just stared at him and waved slightly.
"Are you okay? You don't look like your happy-go-lucky self..." He said looking at me but I didn't look back.
"I just got dumped..." I muttered out staring at the ground.
"Oh... Well if it makes you feel any better I just got dumped as well..." He said staring at the ground too. I looked back at him.
"Je suis désolé." I said looking up. There was silence between us for a moment until he spoke. "So, what happened with you two? I thought you guys were in love with each other or something.."
"I thought we were too, but he told me he was cheating on me with Gilbert for five years." I said somewhat angrily.
"What a coincidence, Alfred did the same with Ivan for 2 years." He said smiling for some reason.
"I thought you would be the type to cry over something like this Angleterre."
"No, you're right. I was actually on my way to a bar so I could drink myself to sleep, but then I saw you here so..." He stopped and looked away. I smiled lightly at him.
"If you would like, I could buy you a drink? I could use a drink myself..." I said getting up.
"No, it's alright. I can buy my own drink." He said getting up as well. I ignored the last thing he said and walked in the direction of the bar and Arthur followed. We got there and there was little to no people there, thankfully. I ended up buying us both drinks and we both got a little drunk; one more than the other.
"Y'know what frog?" He kept talking gibberish the rest of the night.
"What is it Angleterre?" I said half sober.
"I lied earlier... about Alfred breaking up with me..." He said completely drunk but was telling the truth.
"Oh, so you're still together?" I asked somewhat disappointed two people have been lying to me today.
"No, we really broke up, I only said Alfred broke up with me to make you feel better. It was actually me who broke up with him." He said with his eyes half way closed.
"Why did you break up with him then? You used to love him." I said confused.
"Because I realized I didn't love him, and I loved someone else..." He said blushing.
"Oh? Who do you love then?" I asked drinking more of my drink. He didn't answer for a while so I wondered if he fell asleep on me.
"Did you fall asleep mon ami?" Right after I said that, he pulled me by the shirt and pressed his lips against mine. Even though I was half drunk I was still half sober so I knew what was going on. As much as I wanted to pull away, I couldn't. Not because I was drunk, but because it felt right. That spark I felt when I kissed Matthew couldn't compare to how great this spark felt when I kissed Arthur. So I didn't pull away, instead, I kissed back. It lasted until he pulled away and chugged the rest of his drink.
"Sorry, frog. I just needed to do that before getting rejected..." He said looking disappointed. Instead of forcefully pulling his shirt, I delicately turned his chin in my direction and kissed him passionately. This time it didn't last long until I pulled away and looked him in the eyes.
"I can't reject you amour, as much as I can't understand how and why I feel this way about you, I do. You were always there when I needed you and you still are..." I said drinking the rest of my drink. He turned and looked at me.
"I swear it's not the alcohol talking when I say this, but I think I've loved you for a long time and I'm just now realizing it. We've spent almost our whole lives together... so I think I'd know..." He said blushing more than he did earlier. I smiled and whispered down his neck.
"Let's go now, oui?" He nodded and walked out the bar walking the rest of the way home. Once we got to his house, I shut the door immediately and kissed him deeply against the wall. He then pushed me onto his couch and started kissing on top of me.
"I guess this is a battle for dominance~" I whispered while rolling him over on the couch with me on top this time. He didn't fight back after that so I won dominance. I stripped both of our clothes and grabbed the lube inside of my pocket that I thought was going to be used for Matthew. I forgot all about him and continued to put lube on my fingers and shove all three inside of him at the same time. He moaned loudly and seemed pretty tight for someone who was dating a guy like Alfred. I took my fingers out and pounded myself into him roughly.
"Ahhhhh!" The sound of his moans made me feel like the happiest man on the planet. I went harder and faster on him, making the couch move a little.
"I'm about to..." He moaned out. I didn't need to hear anymore, so I pulled out and we both came.
"Je t'aime Arthur~" I whispered kissing him gently.
"I love you too frog~" he whispered back and kissed me too.

Aww I'll admit, I thought it was okay but a bit cliche. I might make a part two just to humor myself and for anyone else that read this... probably no one XD

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