I'm French, so my english is not perfect. You can critize my English speaking. I prefer if you say what's wrong in my text. I will improve my English in this way.
I wrote a lot about France and England in French. I translated one of my drabble to English on Sunday. And I share ! Summary : It's difficult for France to write correct sms with a tactile phone when he's drunk.
Theme : Texts from last night
Disclaimers : APH owns to Hidekaz Himaruya. Rating : T
Texts from last night
Francis wakes up with difficulties. He has a painful headache and the mark of the sheet on his beautiful body. He thinks that he drank a lot of alcohol, as usual on Saturday night. He takes a shower and he drinks a coffee.
When he was thinking about all the silly things he would have done last night, his empty look rests on his phone. He consults his messages for informations. He used to saying stupid things with his two best friends by phone. He's reading aloud in order to auto-convince not to drink a lot the next time.
"He didn't have condoms…"
Francis looks at his apartment researching for an unidentified cloth or person. No one.
"I don't care, respond his speaker.
- That was not important because I'm ready to become a mama. Finally, he had one… I was so disappointed."
Francis laughs at the idea to be pregnant and at the outraged OMG in respond. He continues.
"I want a baby and, if it were necessary, I will let a lot of virile man do what they have to do, because you're not here to accomplish your duty…
- I've known since forever that you lay down easily. That's not necessary to prove it to me with your ridiculous texts. I don't want to know anymore!
- So come to me if you want to be the daddy! The competition is harsh!
- You stupid and perverted frog!"
So Francis is stupefied by the insult and then, with fear, he verifies the identity of the speaker. Maybe Antonio or Gilbert wrote this in order to make fun of him and to cause a morning's terror. But they're English phrases. Francis opens his mouth, anxious, when he sees his error of phone speaker. Arthur Kirkland has been listen good ones last night. He will make fun of him with evidence on his phone. His international renown will be ruined!
The bell above the door rings. Francis turns back to see Arthur with breakfast in hands. Arthur has red eyes, but he makes an arrogant smile:
"Don't worry, we don't make babies!"
Francis feels bad to have played with Arthur's feelings, feelings he never returned.