“I want to go home, Alfred.” He didn’t look at either of them.
“Angeleter-” (spelled that wrong ewe)
“Just… Shut up Francis.” He took Arthur’s hand and walked him out of the mall, toting the bags along.
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Arthur stayed totally silent when the two entered, hugging his knees as close as he could so they wouldn’t see his feet.
“Arthur? Hun? Please come out?”
Francis stood next to Alfred, fairly confused.
“I’m not moving!”
“Arthur, I’m not going to make fun of you.” Huffed Francis.
“…Not a single word.” He stepped down from the toilet seat and unlocked the door, slowly walking out. “….”
Alfred sighed and hugged him.
Francis merely smiled at them, not a mocking smirk, but a genuine smile.
Arthur hugged Alfred back, blushing. “I’m surprised, Francis….”
“Ph? Haven’t I always told you you needed some meat on your bones?” He chicded.
He huffed and let go of Alfred, making his way back to the table.
Alfred sighed and followed after him.
“What? It looks good on you.”
Arthur sat back at the table and crossed his arms, turning his head to the side so he wouldn’t have to look at the food before him.
“Arthur…” Alfred rubbed his back.
“I’m being serious.” He sighed.
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Arthur stayed totally silent when the two entered, hugging his knees as close as he could so they wouldn’t see his feet.
“Arthur? Hun? Please come out?”
Francis stood next to Alfred, fairly confused.
“I’m not moving!”
“Arthur, I’m not going to make fun of you.” Huffed Francis.
“…Not a single word.” He stepped down from the toilet seat and unlocked the door, slowly walking out. “….”
Alfred sighed and hugged him.
Francis merely smiled at them, not a mocking smirk, but a genuine smile.
Arthur hugged Alfred back, blushing. “I’m surprised, Francis….”
“Ph? Haven’t I always told you you needed some meat on your bones?” He chicded.
He huffed and let go of Alfred, making his way back to the table.
Alfred sighed and followed after him.
“What? It looks good on you.”
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Arthur stayed totally silent when the two entered, hugging his knees as close as he could so they wouldn’t see his feet.
“Arthur? Hun? Please come out?”
Francis stood next to Alfred, fairly confused.
“I’m not moving!”
“Arthur, I’m not going to make fun of you.” Huffed Francis.
“…Not a single word.” He stepped down from the toilet seat and unlocked the door, slowly walking out. “….”
Alfred sighed and hugged him.
Francis merely smiled at them, not a mocking smirk, but a genuine smile.
Arthur hugged Alfred back, blushing. “I’m surprised, Francis….”
“Ph? Haven’t I always told you you needed some meat on your bones?” He chicded.
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Arthur stayed totally silent when the two entered, hugging his knees as close as he could so they wouldn’t see his feet.
“Arthur? Hun? Please come out?”
Francis stood next to Alfred, fairly confused.
“I’m not moving!”
“Arthur, I’m not going to make fun of you.” Huffed Francis.
“…Not a single word.” He stepped down from the toilet seat and unlocked the door, slowly walking out. “….”
Alfred sighed and hugged him.
Francis merely smiled at them, not a mocking smirk, but a genuine smile.
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Arthur stayed totally silent when the two entered, hugging his knees as close as he could so they wouldn’t see his feet.
“Arthur? Hun? Please come out?”
Francis stood next to Alfred, fairly confused.
“I’m not moving!”
“Arthur, I’m not going to make fun of you.” Huffed Francis.
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Arthur stayed totally silent when the two entered, hugging his knees as close as he could so they wouldn’t see his feet.
“Arthur? Hun? Please come out?”
Francis stood next to Alfred, fairly confused.
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He followed and looked around at all the many restaurants at the food court, his stomach growling a bit at the smell of many different foods. “I’ll go..Find us a table, Love.” He kissed the American’s cheek before going off to find a vacant table.
He watched his behind as it swayed slightly and smirked, going back to the task at hand: What to feed his lover.
He soon found a table somewhere near where Alfred was, waiting painterly for the other.
He went to a few of the restaurants and picked up a few things, not near as much as what Arthur would eat were they home, but he was sure that Arthur wouldn’t want to eat that much in public.
Arthur stared at the assortment of food places in front of him. “What did you do, go to every restaurant?” He joked, chuckling a bit.
He blushed slightly. “Maybe…. I didn’t know what you wanted, and I figured we could take leftovers home.”
He smiled a bit, standing and giving Alfred a kiss on the cheek. “I’m playing with you, Love.”
“Oh. Silly~” he chuckled and kissed his cheek.
“Arthur? Is that you?” A french voice said.
Arthur’s eyes widened at the familiar voice and he ran off into the nearest men’s restroom, locking himself in a stall.
Alfred sighed. “Francis, you scared him off!” He charged after him.
Francis stood there, looking confused and followed him.
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He followed and looked around at all the many restaurants at the food court, his stomach growling a bit at the smell of many different foods. “I’ll go..Find us a table, Love.” He kissed the American’s cheek before going off to find a vacant table.
He watched his behind as it swayed slightly and smirked, going back to the task at hand: What to feed his lover.
He soon found a table somewhere near where Alfred was, waiting painterly for the other.
He went to a few of the restaurants and picked up a few things, not near as much as what Arthur would eat were they home, but he was sure that Arthur wouldn’t want to eat that much in public.
Arthur stared at the assortment of food places in front of him. “What did you do, go to every restaurant?” He joked, chuckling a bit.
He blushed slightly. “Maybe…. I didn’t know what you wanted, and I figured we could take leftovers home.”
He smiled a bit, standing and giving Alfred a kiss on the cheek. “I’m playing with you, Love.”
“Oh. Silly~” he chuckled and kissed his cheek.
“Arthur? Is that you?” A french voice said.
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He followed and looked around at all the many restaurants at the food court, his stomach growling a bit at the smell of many different foods. “I’ll go..Find us a table, Love.” He kissed the American’s cheek before going off to find a vacant table.
He watched his behind as it swayed slightly and smirked, going back to the task at hand: What to feed his lover.
He soon found a table somewhere near where Alfred was, waiting painterly for the other.
He went to a few of the restaurants and picked up a few things, not near as much as what Arthur would eat were they home, but he was sure that Arthur wouldn’t want to eat that much in public.
Arthur stared at the assortment of food places in front of him. “What did you do, go to every restaurant?” He joked, chuckling a bit.
He blushed slightly. “Maybe…. I didn’t know what you wanted, and I figured we could take leftovers home.”
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