The two required teamwork for their job. To most the two had perfect teamwork Gregory would give Christophe his mission and Christophe always had it done quick. Most were amazed at them. So much fighting between their countries had happened but the two seemed to prove that the British and the French could get along.
Some though never thought about there life outside of work. Like that the two shared an apartment paid by mostly Gregory. Or that the two had been secretly crushing on the other for a short time.
Gregory never said anything cause well mole is mole scary and could kill him. Plus he loved the friendship and trust he had with Christophe.
Christophe never said anything because the Gregory paid for his food, his housing, and Gregory was the only person that Christophe trusted. So if he had to keep his feelings a secret he would. As long as he had Gregory trusted him who cared about feelings.
Though it seemed fate did want the two to admit their feelings. Or so it seemed because fate one night let the cat out of the bag.
"Christophe are you done already?" Gregory said noticing the mercenary back over an hour early.
"No guard dogs mon ange." Christophe said simply.
"Wonderful maybe now you can get a shower." Gregory said noticing the Frenchman's smell.
Christophe seemed to ignore Gregory's statement and sat down next to the blonde on the couch. Gregory scrunched his nose up when Christophe did, before sighing and continue to read his book. Christophe though got the point to get up and get his shower.
After Christophe left the silence rang though the apartment for a while. Gregory then got up and started cleaning the floor from the mud and blood from Christophe. Soon the messes were clean and Gregory headed to bed.
Though before he could get into the bed he found Christophe stretched out across the bed fast asleep. Gregory smiled at the brunet asleep. One of the rare things in life is Christophe asleep. Simply because he looked so much more clam and relaxed. Then there was something else about Christophe asleep that Gregory could not figure out. It was a hidden emotion that Gregory did not know what it was. Not innocence Christophe could never be innocent.
Gregory sighed and lent down over Christophe. He kissed Christophe on the lips just to finally give into his desires. Gregory didn't put to much pressure on the kiss knowing that if the Frenchman woke there would be no more teamwork between the two. Gregory pulled back and sighed again.
"Your really something Christophe, Je t'aime Christophe." Gregory said walking away. But just as he was about to leave the bedroom he heard Christophe whisper back.
"Je t'aime aussi Gregory," Gregory froze and turned back to look at the Frenchman. But Christophe had finally fallen asleep now that he was no longer holding in his secret. Gregory knew he would have to talk to Christophe in the morning about this but until then he would let the brunet sleep.
The end. I worked on this one for too damn long. I got help from my friend Eriq who could only tell me to have a smut. SO after much hair pulling, arm twisting, and well you know nipple twisters and nut crackers he listened and helped.
Translations
(mon ange- my angel)
(Je t'aime- I love you)
(Je t'amime aussi- I love you too)