yay third chap~ warning/spoilerr~~ short kiss o3o nothing much but yah know~ oh and Arthur being oblivious and what not ^3^
France thought for a second, thinking about how Arthur would feel, and if the other nation would even understand. "Umm, well to be blunt I was jealous Arthur, I got this weird feeling, and seeing you with the other boy upset me" Francis tightened his grip on Arthur, "I thought he was going to take you away from me". Arthur was confused, Denmark was just a friend, and even though he had only been with him for a few hours, he didn't seem like the person who went around kidnapping people. "Well you hang out with Antonio and I don't get jealous or have any weird feelings, and if he tried to kidnap you, you can always fight him since you're both big" he said honestly, why would he get weird feelings if Francis was with other people? And if anyone was going to go around kidnapping it would definitely be Francis.
"No, no! That's different Arthur!" Francis said practically pleading the other nation to understand "It's not a friendship feeling, I want you all to myself, I don't want to share you and the thought of you falling for, well.." Francis thought about Denmark, the weird boy with a stupid smile, and stupid hair, stupid laugh and well he was just stupid! "..that thing, is a disturbing thought". Arthur tilted his head a bit, Francis didn't want to share him? That didn't even make sense! How do you share someone anyway? "I hang out with the kids in the village and you don't mind sharing me with them.." Arthur said confusion written in his voice. France loosened his grip and let out an exaggerated sigh, there was no way Arthur would understand, he set Arthur in front of him, standing, Francis was still sitting on his knees. "No love, that's still very different" he put his hand on top of Arthur's head, "Maybe when you're older you'll understand".
Well now Arthur was feeling weird, he had never seen such a face on France, he looked disappointed and a bit sad, the feeling of his hand on Arthur's head felt comforting and Arthur felt bad for being the cause of such a face, he never felt so small before. "I'm sorry but, nothing you say is making sense.." Arthur looked away not wanting to look at him anymore, feeling incredibly stupid. France set his hand on his lap and stared at the boy, maybe, just maybe, there was a way to convey his feelings, and even though something inside of him was yelling at him not to do it, something else inside him was yelling louder, telling him to take the chance. "Arthur, since I cant explain my feelings by telling you, maybe I can show you how I feel?" France said, a slight blush creeping on his face. Arthur squinted at the boy, "W-what did you have in mind? Will it hurt?" he asked a bit scared.
Francis crept closer and shook his head, "No dear, it's something you do with someone you like, like how I like you, it's something I'd never want you to do with Denmark, or anyone else.." he spoke honestly and set himself in front of Arthur, thinking about how he was going to do this. Arthur was scared, what was Francis going to do? What could this be exactly? Arthur stiffened up, not knowing what was going to happen he had to be prepared for anything. Francis slowly leaned in towards Arthur's face, and maybe by instinct Arthur took a small step backwards, only to have Francis gently grab his hand. Francis paused for a second, inches away from Arthur's face. Arthur could see straight into those blue eyes, his face was so close he could feel his soft breath, then suddenly his heart beat got irregular. Francis tilted his head just slightly and closed that gap between them, gently pressing his lips against Arthur's.
The kiss didn't last more than a couple seconds, and it was a simple kiss, a lips on lips peck. France pulled away and looked at Arthur, who just stared at him wide eyed. "Well Arthur, did you feel anything?" Francis said, hopeful. Arthur just stared, he did feel something, but he didn't know how to explain it, what was this exactly? "Would you like me to do it again?" France said in a teasing way, trying to get the little nation to say something, this silence was starting to worry him. If it was possible for the blush on Arthur's face to get darker it would, he didn't know what to think. Did he want another kiss? Would he kiss Denmark, Antonio or one of the other kids in the village? He just looked to the side, avoiding the pools of blue that seemed to be glued to him.
Francis smiled weakly, the silence was enough. "Well then Arthur, I'm leaving as promised, umm, tomorrow I will fix your window and clean up okay?" he said trying to sound cheery and normal, where would he sleep? It was late, who would take him in now? He walked towards the door when he was yelled at to stop, he turned around curiously at Arthur. The little nation looked like he was on the brink of tears, but he also had a little spark of determination in his eyes, he would stay to see what Arthur had to say.
aww~ time for Arthur to say something~
yuuup one more chapter and it's over ^^