I Now Pronounce You Country & Wife~

Love Lock Bridge Magic~France

You walked down the streets of the beautiful city of love with your boyfriend, Francis. You two have been together for God knows how long and frankly, literally the world was surprised. Especially your best guy friend Arthur. He claimed to know Francis more than you and he said that, "He'll be sure to cheat one day, love. I'm sure of it.", then went back to being the most British man ever-painting his country with tea. You shrugged at his words and told him that he loves you so he wouldn't cheat on you.
        Francis took your hand in his and gave it a light squeeze; you loved it when he did that and you blushed instantly. "(Name), moncheri, you are so cute when you blush like that." he said, gazing into your eyes. You giggled and hugged him. "I love you Francis..." you mumbled into his chest. He hugged you and whispered, " Je t'amie beaucoup[1]." The two of you stayed like that until your lover spoke up. "(Name), I've taken you all around my country, non?" You looked up at him and said, "Yeah! There hasn't been a place I missed!" 
"Well there has been one place you haven't seen just yet."
"Oh! What is it?" He looked down at you and smiled, he then took your hand and lead you through the busy streets of Paris, across streets, through couples who were kissing, and almost into a line of bike riders. "Francis! Slow down! I can't!" you shouted as you almost knocked a child down. You looked back and mouthed "sorry" in their language before turning back to your boyfriend who finally stopped. "What the heck? I could've died!" The blonde man put a finger you your lips and shushed you. He took hold of your head and turned it to a store named, "Love Lockes", the small store had a red roof and the bricked building was tinted a light pastel pink. The sign that hung above the door was a giant red heart that had the name of the store printed in white cursive letters. To you the store seemed strange but when you looked to Francis, he was smiling wide and looking up at like it'll somehow change his life. 
        When you two walked into the store, a strong odor of iron slapped you across your face. "What are we doing here?" you asked him. "Shh...just stand here and look pretty!" He then went to talk to the sales clerk. You heard Francis strike up a conversation with the fat man in French and you grew flustered because you couldn't understand or speak it well and it made you even for flustered when they occasionally looked back at you or said your name. After a few minutes, Francis walked to you with a shiny, bright red heart shaped lock in his hands. Engraved on it were both of your names and an iron ribbon was wrapped around it. "It's beautiful Francis but what do we do with it?" you wondered aloud. "We take it to a magical place of true love and we lock it in place!" he said excitedly. You looked at him with confusion and he smiled and said, "You'll see."
He lead you all around Paris until you two stopped in front of a bridge covered with locks. A sign next to it read, "Welcome to the Locks of Love Bridge" and under it was a story but before you could read it, Francis dragged you to a spot on the bridge that was not so much covered with locks. "Okay (Name), we are on the Locks of Love Bridge. Here we will take this lock, "he held it up," and together lock it in place to signify our love for each other!"[2] he explained. You smiled at this and nodded you head saying, "Okay! Let's do it!" Francis took your hands in his, which were holding the lock, and together you two locked it on the railing of the bridge. "Oh! I have one more thing to do!" He fished around in his pockets and pulled out a tiny red box, he opened it and got down on one knee. You gasped, covered your mouth, and teared up. "Oh my... Francis..." He took your hand in his and said, "(Name), I have been with other women and you, you (Name) are the most beautiful and amazing girl I have met. You instantly make bad days better and you make me smile when I'm at my saddest. You are my world and my Queen so, (Name), will you do me the honors of allowing me to be your king?" On lookers of his proposal "ooohed" and "awwed" at the sight. With tears in your eyes you breathed the word,"Yes." Francis smiled and took you in his arms and laid a sweet kiss on your lips.
 


[1] I love you very much(google translate)
[2] Sorry for the shitty explanation...feel free to look it up if you are curious about it and if you know already, well good job!
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Sorry if that seemed bad! I had an idea and I made it happen!