Love at first sight was something that Arthur did not believe in... that was until he met a man who goes by the name of Francis. The day they met was one that neither man would ever forget.
Arthur was walking down the street enjoying the beautiful weather, which was rare in London. He stopped in front of Big Ben. He heard someone grumbling behind him. He turned to see a man walking with a map.
"Sir, do you need help?" Arthur asked as he walked over to the man.
"Um oui. I'm new here and I'm trying to find my way around, but I seem to be terribly lost"
"Well what are you trying to find?"
"Oh nothing in particular, just trying to figure out where I am at them moment"
"Ok well you are here" Arthur pointed to a spot on the map.
"Oh merci"
Arthur looked at the man only to realize how beautiful he was. He felt warmth on his cheeks as a blush formed.
"Well I'll be on my way then. Merci again for helping me" the man said as he began to walk away.
"Wait, do you want to get some tea?"
"Sure"
They went to a local restaurant and sat down at a table outside. The waiter came over and took their order. A few minutes later they each had a cup of tea in front of them.
"So, what brings you to London?"
"Well I just moved from Paris a few days ago"
"Did you move for business?"
"Non. I guess I just got tired of the same old same old in Paris"
"So, what's your name?"
"My name is Francis. What is yours?"
"Arthur"
They sat in silence for a minute while each man sipped at his cup of tea. The waiter came back and Arthur paid and tipped him. Francis looked at Arthur.
"You know you should have let me help pay for that"
"No, think of it as a 'welcome to London' gift"
They finished their tea and each stood up.
"Well it was nice talking to you Arthur. And thank you again for helping me"
"It was no problem and it was nice talking to you as well"
Francis grabbed a napkin that was on the table and a pen out of his pocket and jotted down his cell number. After he wrote down his number he handed the napkin to Arthur.
"Call me if you ever want to get together and have tea again"
Arthur took the napkin, folded it, then put it in his pocket.
"Will do"
Francis began walking away, continuing to look at the map. Arthur ran up to him and turned him around.
"Arthur, what are you-"
Arthur kissed him. Francis stood in shock for a few seconds before returning the kiss. And that was how the relationship with Francis and Arthur began.
AN: This is a story for a friend of mine Girl_With_Spunk. This is to make up for killing her feels with A Love Not So Lost. I promised FrUK fluff and I don't know how well I did with the fluff part, but here's some FrUK.
Translations:
Oui - Yes (French)
Merci - Thank you (French)