"You were my whole world! And you ruined it in minutes because you wouldn't listen!" He stepped to the edge of the bridge. "Goodbye Arthur. Tell Alfred and Matthew zat I love zem."
And with that he stepped off the bridge.
"FRANCIS!"
Francis fell from the bridge like a stone.
He crashed into the water and let it pull him under.
Blissful peace was just about to take over when he felt a hand grab his and try and drag him upward.
He opened his eyes to see Arthur.
Francis was confused as to why Arthur was in the water with him and the other man took his hesitation to force him up.
His face burned when the cold air hit him and he looked around.
Arthur was nowhere to be seen.
"Arthur?"
No response.
"Arthur!"
Feeling slightly panicked, Francis dove under the water to look for the other nation.
He saw a faint spot of blond and swam lower.
Arthur was trying to kick back to the surface but one of his legs wasn't moving.
His eyes closed and he stopped struggling.
Francis grabbed the man around the middle and headed for the surface quickly.
Arthur had faded out of consciousness before they were halfway to the top.
His head burst through the water and he dragged Arthur's head above the surface too.
The bank was about a hundred meters away.
It took him a little while to reach the shore, but finally Francis managed and shoved Arthur's body on before climbing out himself.
The rain continued to pour on him as he stared at Arthur's face.
His eyes were closed lightly and he was breathing faintly.
Francis pulled him onto his lap and sat on the bank as tears started to join the rain.
Arthur slowly woke up.
"Wha-? Where am I?"
He realized that someone's arms were around him and started to try and beat him off.
"Let go of me! Let go!"
"Arthur! Calm down! It's moi!"
Arthur stopped and peered up at him.
"Francis?"
"Oui."
Arthur kept staring at him for a moment before he started hitting him again.
"Ow! Arthur! Stop it!"
"No! You bloody git! Why would you do that? You fucking idiot! You could have killed millions of innocent people! You could have ruined our boys' lives! What the hell is wrong with you? How are you possibly that selfish?"
"Why are you so mad?"
Francis noticed that Arthur was crying again and held him tighter.
Arthur stopped hitting him and just cried.
"You moron! Don't ever do that again! Don't you dare scare me like that!"
"You were scared?"
"Of course I was! You were going to be gone! Forever! I can't stand that!"
Francis was confused.
"If you don't want me gone, zen why did you kick me out?"
"Because I was mad! You cheated on me! I didn't want you to still love you after that so I wanted you out of my life so I could get over you!" Arthur was sobbing now. "But seeing you on that bridge…my heart was broken again! I didn't want you gone! I want you to be with me forever! With me and our boys!"
"O-Our boys? I zought zat zey were YOUR boys."
Arthur shook his head.
"You're their dad. Not biologically or legally, but they consider you their Papa so you are. I want you to be. They love you and you're a good father." Arthur looked away. "Please come home."
Francis was shocked but he shook his head.
"Non."
Arthur snapped back to look at him.
"No? Why not?"
"I do not wish to come back to a house you own."
Arthur's eyes widened and turned away again.
"F-Fine. Then don't come home, you bloody git. Stay with Antonio."
Francis took his chin and made him look into his face.
"Zat's not what I'm saying, cher. I want to provide for you. Not ze other way around. I want you to just take care of Alfred and Matthew while I help and take care of ze house. We can live off of ze money our countries make like usual. I don't want you to work. I want you to always be around."
"You want a lot of things Francis, but you can't have them all. You can't afford a house for one."
"Oui , je peux et je ne."
"How?"
"I've been saving up for a long time and it's finally ready."
"R-Really?"
"Oui. Zat meeting you saw was a celebration. Zat woman I was with was a realtor zat was helping me."
Arthur paled.
"S-She was?"
Francis nodded.
"Antonio bought his house from her and he recommended her to me."
Arthur felt so stupid.
Francis had been sneaking around so Arthur wouldn't know he was looking at houses.
"Francis…I'm so sorry. I can't believe I overreacted and that…that…"
He couldn't finish.
The picture of Francis falling off the bridge still burned his heart with fear.
"I know cher. It did look bad. If you had just let me explain, all of zis could have been avoided."
Arthur was crying again so Francis pulled him closer to his chest.
The man buried his face in his shoulder and let all his worries and fears out.
Everything was going to be fine now that Francis was back.
Francis stroked his hair and made shushing noises.
"Il est très bien. Il est très bien, amour. Rien d'autre n'est jamais vous blesser encore une fois, parce que je serai toujours là pour vous protéger. Je sera toujours de votre côté. Je t'aime."
Arthur slowly stopped crying and when Francis looked down, he saw that he had fallen asleep.
He smiled at him and gently picked him up.
"Allons donc, amour. Il est tard. Et il pleut."
AN: Muhahahaha! Francis isn't dead! He was just sad. And Arthur was too in love to let him die.
But now they're back together again! And soon they can go home to the boys. Won't they be happy to see him? :D
Anyway! See ya soon!