//i’d do it for youuuuu, for youuu//
Francis raised an eyebrow as he looked upon the puppy dog eyes of the red eyed Prussia.
“Ludwig let you roam around the hotel without a leash?”
“Asshole, I am my own man and need no West.” Gilbert smirked, but they both knew better. After all, Ludwig was the one that fed Gilbert, so yes….the Prussian needed Ludwig but there was no need to voice that.
//shhh…prufra….. i feel like i don’t remember how to write…or maybe i shouldn’t write so late at night….but its the best time to write too! T_T
it is short but it has to do with WW2 but it has a happy ending, you know, years later, cause i like happy endings//
His cheek throbbed, chest heaved as he tried to regain his breath.
“Too easy, it is actually annoying how easy this was.”
France said nothing as he kept his eyes on the floor, unwilling to glance at the albino. The albino had been his best friend at some point, had been there for him….France still remembered the whispers, the hand holding. How easy it had been for the white haired nation to forget that but not for Francis. Francis never forgot those that held his heart.
I also cannot help but cry every time I think of how beautiful Francis Bonnefoy is.