A Fine Day
The water spiralled as Arthur swirled a long branch through the silky blue-green lake water. He stood on the deck of the pier that stretched over the large mass of water; it glistened and reflected the oddly coloured sky.
On the opposite side of the lake blue tainted mountains, blanketed in snow, framed the sun as it set.
"A nice way to end a day," Arthur said to himself, smiling reflecting on the somewhat stressful day.
"Oui, indeed it is cher~" Arthur turned a shade of pink as two arms wrapped themselves around his, waist causing him seize as the all to familiar voice and rough chin nuzzled at his neck.
Dammit how was he so quiet? There were leaves everywhere and he was sure this pier at least creaked a little.
"Get off me you sodding frog!" Arthur effortlessly tried to shake Francis off which just caused him to cuddle Arthur closer.
Francis placed lips and chin against the back of Arthur's shoulder keeping his arms around him. "Mon petit chou, you are cold! Oui~?"
"I'm fine, I said get off git!" He sighed as he felt his body ignore his own words and lean back into his warm comforting body. He felt Francis soft blonde hair brush over his cheek, it was fresh, sweet, and contrasted with the Autumn smell around them.
Dammit why did it have to be him of all people?
Francis noticed Arthur lean back and hummed into Arthur shoulder much to the Brit's irritation.
Arthur closed his eyes and put his hands into the pockets of his jacket, just enjoying the cosiness. The git was just so comfortable to be with.
Arthur hadn't even noticed that Francis had only had one arm around him till he felt a soft warm scarf be placed around his neck. He opened his eyes and looked down at light pink scarf with small tassels' on the ends.
"Special made cher~" Francis voice hummed into his ear as said man brought one end of the scarf closer to Arthur's face. A little Union jack and French flag was sewn onto the bottom end. Arthur felt his face turn red as Francis spun him round to face him.
"Tres bien! Looks wonderful on you cher~!" Francis grinned down at the blushing Brit.
"Shut up you bloody idiot" he said looking away. Idiot, how dare he.
Francis pulled Arthur's hands from his pockets and held his hand's in his. Francis frowned down at the younger blonde, his hands were so very cold. Arthur glared at Francis as the taller man rubbed his hands with his thumbs before bringing them to his lips and kissing them gently.
Arthur looked down and cursed under his breathe, before his chin was lifted up and his emerald green eye's met sky blue ones.
Francis pulled Arthur closer to him by the scarf and kissed his neck below his jaw line. When Arthur tried to pull away Francis squeezed his hands tighter and started to nibble the lobe of his ear causing Arthur to wince.
"Bloody idiot stop that!" Arthur turned his head away and forcefully tried to get away but was stopped as Francis grabbed his wrist.
"Not even one kiss mon chou~?" He looked at him with charming sad eyes.
Arthur glared at him "Just bloody one!"
Francis face lit up "Oui, oui mon cher~" Francis wrapped his arm around him and with the other hand pulled Arthur into a passionate kiss~