*smells the cigarrette and wrinkles his nose* Francis, are you smoking? *asks from the kitchen*

Oui~ does the smell bother you? *smoking smoking *

It bothers Kumasanji-san :<

*blinks a few times confused* You mean Kumajiro? *Lighting another cigarette*

Ah yes, that! But please, could you stop...?

Oh, don't worry, I'll go outside. *stands up and goes to open the front door*

Hmm... *leaves kumajiro inside, opens the window and then follows him*

*sits on the porch, enjoying his cigarette, trying to not mind the cold wind*

*sits besides him and smiles softly, just looking at him*

I thought you didn't like the smell~ *surrounding his shoulders with an arm pulling him close*

*smiles shyly and cuddles next to him* I think that smell it's a part of you and I like it... Though, Kumajiro is an innocent polar bear,

so he doesn't.

I'm sorry, maybe I should stop smoking? Even if I think it's already too late for that...

I don't think you should stop, just don't do it often?

I won't, I just do it sometimes... it helps me to relax. But you shouldn't smoke, never. It's bad for your health.

I just did it once or twice, but didn't like it. But then... Are you tensed now?

When you're close, there's always tension ~ *nuzzling his hair while groping his derriere*

*jumps a little* Y-you sure isn't something more? *worried*

Do you want me to be sincere? Sometimes I get a bit anxious, that's all... but it's nothing to worry about.. *stroking his delicate hair*

You sure I shouldn't worry...? *looks at him with his worried puppy face* But... Why do you think that happens? *cuddles*

I don't know.. *resting his head on his chest, staring at the nothing in front of him*

Hmm... *raises his hand and caresses lovingly his hair, humming a lullabye*

that a moose? *opening his eyes wide, still staring*

*blinks and looks up* Ouit, it is.

*doesn't want to cry*

...? *looks at him questioningly*

*doesn't want to say he's going crazy living here*

something wrong...? *worried again* Francis, are you okay? Is the moose bothering you in some way?

No, I love the moose. I do, really ! *laughing nervously*

*sighs* tell me what's wrong.

Nothing is wrong, lapin . *kisses his cheek*

*looks at him with sad lapin eyes*

Don't give me that look... *pouts at him*

*pouts more* will you tell me? oh s'il vous plaît~~

There's nothing wrong, believe me. I'm completely used to the idea of these random mooses appearing. And the weather is so loveley too!

... You hate it here, don't you?

Nononono! I love it here! I love every single place of you, lapin! *giving him fake smile*

... *sighs* I'm sorry. I think it was a bad idea for you staying here

But it was! I love being here and being so far from Paris and the strikes. Please don't get sad.. *holds one of his hands*

But I want you to be happy! Maybe we could move somewhere you'd like better... I-I mean, i-ifyouw-wanttomewithme

We don't need to do that... and Kumajiro likes here better

*pouts and looks down* if you say so... *the moose approaches to them*

*screams like a lady and jumps to his lap*

... *sighs and pats him* You see? You don't have to stay here if you don't want to...

*shaking and trying to not cry for real* I'm fine, really, I love the moose!

You don't... *shooes the moose* It's gone, everything will be ok *pats*

I love your mooses, I love your snow, I love everything about you , really.. *still shaking, clinging to him like there's no tomorrow*

*kisses his head and forehead* Ok, we're not staying here tonight.

B-but, where are we going? Are you taling about camping outside?! *starts to freak out*

... No. I was thinking about going to my Montreal's flat.

*eyes open wide* Montreal? Are you sure?