"Bonjour papa,"
"Bonjour mon petite Mathieu,"
"…."
Matthew sat quietly with the phone to his ear, trying to take even breaths
"Mon fils, whatever it is you need I will surely see to help you,"
"Oui" Matthew nodded even though Francis could not see it, he tried to think how he would say his next sentence. "Papa, do… do you," Matthew sighed "Papa do you love me?" Francis blinked, a bit confused.
"Of course my sweet, why would I ever stop loving you?"
"Like you have always loved me?" Matthew sighed, and got out of his bed and stood up, his pyjamas pants draped on the floor "Or is it more?"
Francis chuckled. Matthew walked out of his room and down the stairs listening for Francis reply.
Francis swung his hand in the air "Ahh mon Mathieu, you are the most precious gem, je t'aime Mathieu."
Matthew blushed as he stood at the bottom of the stairs staring straight forward, "I know, papa," he smiled "But do you love me more than anything?" Matthew started down the hall.
"I love you more than anything in the entire world, with all my heart," Francis sang "Je t'aime Mathieu."
Matthew stood in the door way of the living room, he loved those words, he loved to hear them.
"Je t'aime~" Francis whispered titling his head back with his eyes closed "Do you share the same feeling mon cher?"
"Oui," Matthew smiled and dropped his phone to the floor, "Je t'aime papa."
He briskly made his way to Francis who was lying across his couch. Francis looked up as Matthew squeezed onto the couch next to him hugging him tightly.
"Always and forever Mathieu~"