Dedicated to a dear friend.
Warning: feels alert has been issued along with the sad themes alert. And yes, people will cry in this at some point.
Narrator's POV
Francis made his way down the street from his home, dressed in a beautiful white suit, his blond hair falling in waves as he walked. He greeted people as he went, humming a tune to himself.
"Ahh, what a lovely day." Francis said with a smile as he tilted his head up to the beautiful blue sky. "Just like that day years ago..."
------------ Flashback to 8 years ago ------------
Francis was just strolling through the park on the perfect day where the sun was shining, birds were singing, and love was in the air. As he was wrapped up in his thoughts he by accidentally bumped into someone.
"Oh, Excusez-moi." Francis said as he helped the young man he had knocked down.
"C'est d'accord. [It's okay]" The stranger replied. After helping him up, Francis took a proper look at this stranger.
Gorgeous violet eyes and a cute button nose that held a fragile pair of glasses. Soft kissable pink lips on a face with no blemish. That adorable face being framed by long blond hair that looked as if they had been made from spun gold with a single piece bouncing around in front of the boy's face.
"Pardon, but allow me to introduce myself, I am Francis Bonnefoy," Francis said with a small bow, taking the other's hand and placing a chaste kiss on it. Francis then looked up to see a brilliant blush spreading across the face of the other. "And your name s'il vous plaît?" Francis asked.
"M-Matthew," The other whispered in a soft and gentle voice, "Matthew Williams." Francis smiled and kissed Matthew's hand again.
"It is a pleasure to meet a beauté, such as yourself." Francis said. Matthew just blushed more and his blush certainly didn't disappear after Francis gave him his number and winked.
------------ End Of Flashback ----------------
"Our meeting truly was one of fate." Francis said to himself as he walked. He spotted a familiar flower shop and smiled.
He walked in and greeted the old couple who ran it. He then walked over to the bouquets and picked up one filled with white lilies and red roses.
"So," The old man said. "Buying more flowers for Matthew, eh?" Francis smiled and nodded.
"Oui, lilies always suited him while roses always suited me." Francis said. The old man chuckled.
"Aye, that they did. Still, I'll never forget the first time you two young lovers walked in here together." The old man said as Francis chuckled.
"Oui, but I recall it was running in here rather zhan walking." Francis joked as the old man chuckled.
"Indeed it was, indeed it was." The old man said.
--------------- Flashback -----------------
It was their first date together. Francis had planned to take Matthew out to dinner and then walk around the city with him.
Sadly, only half that plan came true due to the unexpected weather.
"Come on Matthieu, we do not want to get soaked!" Francis called as he and Matthew ran through the streets, seeking shelter from the rain. Matthew looked around and spotted a small shop.
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