It is yet another movie night, and it shall go about the same route as every movie night of the past.
Every other week Alfred will call all of his closest friends over on a Friday night to pick a movie they will watch together. It is always a battle over which genre, but the battles are pointless since the choice has always rotated between the friends. Tonight is Alfred's pick.
Everyone has their thing, so of course the American will pick a movie that is a generic horror film. Everyone will complain about it, but, then again, no matter what movie is picked there is always complaining.
Alfred will bring out mounds of snack type foods and they will all assume familiar positions, because they had all seen plenty of movie nights and had developed favorite spots.
Alfred sits in the middle of the couch, Matthew to his right and Ivan to his left. Yao sits cross-legged on the rug in front of the couch, close enough to lean his head upon the Russian's leg if he so wanted to. And Arthur, try as he might to sit anywhere else, always ends up on the love seat with Francis.
"That is just how it is mon cher." The Frenchman explains when to Arthur when he complains about it. "Almost like tradition."
Yao switches off the lights and presses play before taking his place on the floor. As with every other horror movie the five friends have ever watched together, things will play out as such.
Alfred will cling to Matthew's arm, who will roll his eyes at the childish behavior.
Ivan will laugh at the gore and bloodshed on screen, which will earn having Yao scold and chastise him quietly the entire time.
And neither Arthur nor Francis will know what the movie is even about (Or care for that matter) save for the first fifteen minuets. Because at some point the Frenchman will slip an his arm around the others waist, earning a slap and a glare. But that wont stop him from pulling the Brit closer and closer and closer...
By the time the movie has ended Matthew's arm will nearly be numb from lack of circulation, Ivan will have Yao sitting on his lap. He will be smiling as the Chinese man scolds and rants about every and anything that he can about the other.
And what of Francis and Arthur? They will have quietly excused themselves to one of Alfred's spare bedrooms.
Almost like tradition.
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Yeah...I really have no idea what this is. It was going to be the 'Movie Night' installment for my FrUK OTP Challenge, but I decided to write a different one for that. So this is just...randomness? Reviews anyways I guess haha.