*is packing his things*

*finishes everything and goes to Francis' room* How's everything going on? *smiles*

I'd like to take something from here to my place, I think I am going to miss this after all *sighs*

A moose? *asks teasingly*

*frowns* Maybe a beaver?

No. *glares*

*laughs and packs his coat made of beaver fur*

............ *wants to cry*

*feels a bit guilty* I'm sorry.. I'll buy you another beaver pet >:

... *stares and goes to his room for his luggage*

........... *follows him* Matthieu, Are you mad?

*pouts and goes out of the room carrying his things*

*still following him* Are you still angry about that, after all these years?

Oui *snaps while leaving the things on the floor and going back for more*

... *stays there standing in front of Matthieu's luggage* I already told you I am sorry! I didn't know it was your pet...

*pouts and sighs* fine... But at least don't joke with that!

Well, you started with the not funny jokes!

Fine, fine...

*sighs and goes back to his room to keep packing because doens't know how to deal with passive-aggressivity*

*feels a bit guilty and follows him* Pardon... Are you mad with me?

*looks at him a bit hurt* Non, I can't be mad with you

*walks to him worried and cups his face in both of his hands, with a sad look* I'm so sorry, Francis!

I've been a terrible father for you, haven't I? *avoiding looking him to the eyes, ashamed*

No, you haven't! You were the best father I could ever wish for, I swear!

I made a coat of your pet...

But as you said, you didn't know it was mine! Besides, I was the one who threw your earing...

I got angry to my boy, because of a stupid earing.. because I didn't know how to deal with children, I still don't know, I am sorry

Don't be sorry! *looks a bit desperately* Seriously, nobody knows how to deal with children and you did your best

I gave up with you.. I gave up, England took you away from me, but I didn't fight for you like I could have done...

*eyes blinking to hold back the tears*

*closes his eyes and kiss both of Francis' eyes* But we are together now... Let's not think about the past, let's focuse on the present

You say that... but those are just words, because you don't forgive me... *hugs him tight hiding his face in his chest*

*hugs back* Don't say that... *whispers* S'il vous plaît, Francis, je t'aime, je t'adore... vous êtes mon raison d'être...

*shaking his head* I don't deserve you... I hurt you too many times

Fermez la bouche! *shouts angrily* You *DO* deserve me and whatever happened in the past, there's a reason why there is in the past! *cries*

*pulls out his handkerchief from his pocket and cleans his tears* Don't cry..... I hate me even more when I make you cry

*breaths in deeply* Just if you stop saying this bullshit and kiss me right now. D'accord?

*cups his face with his hands and kisses him firmly on the lips* Je suis désolé..

*hugs him from the neck and kisses again, firmly but with more passion and need* Please... *whispers against his lips* I love you. That's--

--all what should matter to you.

*closes his eyes resting his forehead agains his* I can't, the guilt and the fear follow me like nightmares...even if I try, I can't let go

*kisses his lips softly while hugs him closer* We'll get through this together... We'll become stronger... I promise.

*kisses him too finding it hard to breathe* You brighten up my world...

You give me the reasons for shine, so we are hand to hand *smiles*

*holds his hands swinging them* When we are in Paris... would you like to share the bedroom with me? *looking at the floor a bit blushed*

*looks him tenderly* Of course I do *giggles a little*

But you didn't want to sleep with me before *more blushed still staring at the floor*

T'was something stupid from me, being passive-agressive. But I really do. Besides, I regretted.

*smiles shyly* You regretted?

Of c-course I d-did *says blushing now and looking somewhere else*

*notices his reaction* And why did you regret?

Becausewecouldhavesnugglytimeshereinthemiddleofablizzardidontknow *mumbles*

*doesn't want to laugh* I wouldn't have minded if you slipped in my bed in the middle of the night to snuggle together.. and other things...

*blushes more* I suppose so...

*realeases his hands to guide his right one to Matthieu's belt and tug it*

H-hey! We have to f-finish packing!

Why the rush? We have enough time.. *grabs the belt from the superior side , slipping his fingers inside his pants*

*Moves closer to him because of his hands playing with the belt and gasps when he feels Francis' fingers there* B-but...

But? *whispers the answer to his ear, pulling him closer and and finishes slipping his hand inside his pants*

*Breaths in deeply and looks at him with a shy look* C-could we at least... Give a good use to my bed-d? *blushes deeply*

*laughs teasingly and lets him go, continuing with the task of packing his things*

... Hey! *shouts embarrassed

Hmm?~ *pretending to be busy packing*

Why do you do this to me!?

Do what, mon amour? *packing packing*

Leaving me like this!

Leaving you like what? *turns his head to look at him pretending to not understand*

... *Stares*

*blinks giving him his most innocent expression*

Leaving me with a huge sexual desire. Are you happy now?

*laughs* Oui, I am~ *approaches to him, pulling him close by the waist, making their hips collide * But you said we should finish packing...

And then I said we could do a good use of my bedroom before moving.

*smirks* Oh I don't know lapin.. *stroking his hair and looking at the roof distractedly, while one of his hands goes down to his derriere*

*raises his hands, takes him from the collar of the shirt and pulls him close so he kisses him desperately and passionately*

You don't know what? *asks flushed*

*eyes opened wide while his face turns bright red* You are surely aroused, lapin.. *smiles teasingly but doesn't do anything *

... *looks shy again after what he did and looks down*

*blinks a few times confused* Matthieu, amour?

Oui?

What's wrong? *chuckles and hugs him close, leaving playful kisses on his neck*

N-nothing *says hugging him back before he leaves him again, and sighing due the feeling of the kisses*

*slowly starts to unbutton his shirt* Are you sure there's nothing going on? *kissing his collarbone*

Yes... *Says getting more excited 'cause he's kissing a soft spot right there*

Really, nothing out of its place? *his lips go lower to his chest, while his hands play with the belt again*

I say nothing... *shudders a little*