FrancexEngland

Arthur sighed and sat at the edge of the couch, and ran his fingers through his shaggy blond hair and sighed once more. He looked up at the TV which was off and inhaled he smelled a symphony of smells coming from the kitchen, he smiled and then it faded short after. His significant other’s came to his mind, always having a scent of different aromas each day.

His heart jumped when the ringing of his phone went off in his ears, he looked to the coffee table in front of him and saw it alit and vibrating. He looked at the screen and it had a picture of a hamburger, he gulped he knew it was his younger brother, Alfred.

His hand shook as picked up his phone and pressed the screen; he put it to his ear, “Hello?” His voiced broke.

“Yo Artie my main man!”

Arthur moved his phone away from his ear and rolled his eyes, “Alfred please don’t yell, I can hear you perfectly.”

“Right, right, so Mattie and I just got on the train in Dublin and we are on our way to ya,” Alfred said. His voice was somewhat drowned out through the sound of the background.

“That’s good and is Mathew there close to you; please keep an eye on him.”

“I can take care of myself,” Arthur heard in the background. Arthur smiled, Mathew was the youngest and he did get into a lot of trouble when they were younger. Arthur and Alfred had to protect him, it got so bad that they had to make him disappear, make everyone forget that he was there just to keep him safe.

“I know but still, you two just get here, I have to tell you both something important.”

“If it’s so important why can’t you just tell us now, I mean seriously,” Alfred questioned.

“It’s a serious matter something like this can’t be said over the phone, when you both get here I’ll tell you, and Alfred…..wait can Mathew hear me?”

“Hold up let me get to a quiet place, Mattie! Get in the bathroom with me; don’t give me that look just get in here.”

The sound died down and things went quiet, “Kay bro, you’re on speaker and Mattie’s here with me so what’s up.”

“I—we’re brothers right? And we always will be right?”

There was silence then Alfred spoke, “Of course bro, I mean why wouldn’t we be?”

“Yeah Artie we love you,” Mathew added.

Arthur closed his eyes and rubbed his eyes, “Th-thank you, listen I’ll explain everything once you get here.”

“Uh sure bro, see ya man.”

“We’ll be there soon.”

“Alright g-goodbye,” Arthur said quietly.

“See ya.”

“Bye.”

There was a click and then the phone hung up, Arthur sat his phone on the table and laid down on the couch, he covered his face with his hands and breathed heavily. He stayed like that for about two minutes before his boyfriend, Francis, walked in.

He had his blond hair tied up with a red ribbon and his sleeves were rolled up after a day of cooking, he had a kitchen towel over his shoulder from wiping flour off himself and the counters. He saw Arthur’s state and smiled. He threw the towel to the coffee table and climbed on top of him

Arthur moved his hands from his face and looked to Francis who was smiling, Arthur looked fatigue and sad and Francis noticed this. He leaned in and kissed him, Arthur gave in and pulled the ribbon from his hair and let Francis’s hair fall to his shoulder sand discarded the ribbon. Arthur wrapped his arms around Francis neck and pulled him into the kiss. Francis pulled away and raised his eyebrow; Arthur looked like a needy puppy when he did.

“What’s wrong?” Francis asked climbing off and sitting on the couch. Arthur sat up to him and looked into Francis’s eyes.

“You know what’s wrong, Alfred and Mathew just on the train in Dublin and are on their way, they’ll be here soon, they’ll met you, and they’ll know that I’m…I’m—

“That you’re homosexual?” Francis finished.

“Yes, and I can’t tell them, I don’t know what they’ll do if I tell them. Alfred spent most of his time in California I’ve seen how they treat homosexuals there, who’s to say that he won’t treat me the same. Mathew, I don’t about him, all of his time in Vancouver, he might be accepting but I just don’t know.”

Arthur sat at the edge of the couch and buried his face in his hands, Francis chuckled and wrapped his arm around Arthur, and he pulled him and leaned back so Arthur was lying on Francis’s chest.

“Lapin,” Francis started using a pet name, “They are your brothers I don’t think they will think of you any less.”

Arthur scoffed, “Tell that to my parent’s, my father disowned me. My mother, my own mother couldn’t even look me in the eye, she thought that I was disgusting, I heard her say it. I just know Alfred and Mathew are going to say the same.”

“They won’t if your brothers are anything like you’ve told me before they probably won’t even see it as a big of a deal as you are making it.”

Arthur sighed and shifted getting more comfortable, “How did you tell your family about being homosexual?”

Francis sigh trailed off into a little tune, “Actually, I’m not homosexual. I’m bisexual.”

Arthur sat up and looked at him, “What?”

“I’m bisexual, I don’t care whether you’re a male or a female, just as long as you’re beautiful inside and out it doesn’t matter, and you,” he leaned in and gave Arthur a peck on the lips, “You are the most beautiful person I’ve ever met, that’s why I love you.”

Arthur blushed he pulled an angry look but Francis didn’t take it seriously, “You-you still ever answered my question, how did you tell your family that you were ‘bisexual’,” Arthur said using air quotes.

“Well I grew up in France because that’s where my father worked, and then when he and my mother got a divorce she got a fabulous research job in Seychelles, so she took me and my little sister Michelle and we lived there. When over there I was only eleven and Michelle was three so I did the most taking care of her while me other was out for work,” Francis giggled and smiled as he was remembering, “One day out on the beach Michelle was so happy, she loves the sea and it was her first time out but, she swam out too far.”

“Well did you go in and save her?” Arthur asked very with intrigued about Francis’s story.

“Well I swam out to her and when I got there a boy had saved her,” Francis paused before continuing, “He had dark skin chocolate brown hair, bright shining brown eyes, fine muscles for a twelve year hold a very firm butt and—

“Are you going to go on or not?” Arthur asked agitated about Francis’s description.

“Oui, well he brought my sister back to me and I thanked him. We started to spend time together and I began to grow on him as he did me, and one night, the moon was shining we were on the shore and I shared my first kiss with him. I already liked women but something about him just made me see that beauty was not in one gender but in everything that can love. So I told my mother what had happened and she just smiled and said it doesn’t matter what I was I was still her son and nothing was going to change that.”

Tears started to swell in Arthur’s eyes, it wasn’t fair, why couldn’t his parents be like Francis’s, why didn’t they just loved him like a son? “A-and your father and sister?”

Francis tilted his head and wiped the tears from Arthur’s eyes, “My sister was too young to know what bisexual meant but when she became older she started to threaten anyone with a dead sword fish if they ever made fun of me,” Arthur laughed and leaned on Francis once more; bringing his legs up and cuddled next to him.

“My father well he wouldn’t take my calls, he didn’t want anything to do with the rest of my family after the divorce so I highly doubt that he knows.”

Arthur sat in silence and buried his face into Francis’s chest, “But why me, why didn’t you stay with that boy, or with a girl, why me?”

Francis tilted Arthur’s head up and kissed him on his lips, cheeks and forehead, “Because all your life you’ve been protecting and sacrificing so much for the ones you love, and I’m willing to let you rest and protect you and sacrifice for you, because I love you and you’re beautiful, my Lapin.”

Arthur hugged him and Francis rubbed his back, “Now will you tell your brothers?”

Arthur chuckled and smiled into Francis’s chest, “Yes, I’ll tell them.”

“And….?” Francis sung.

“And that I’m beautiful and no one is going to change that.”

Arthur heard Francis’s chuckle in his chest and fell into bliss, “I love you Arthur.”

“I love you too Francis.”