by ~TheStrangerInTheFog on deviantarts
"Come on… almost….there…" Du muttered to yourself, standing on the tips of your toes and stretching your arms as far as they would reach. Du finally managed to hang the ornament and sighed happily, stepping down from the step-ladder. Hands on your hips, Du looked up at the impressive X-mas baum festooned with ornaments of all shapes, sizes, and colors, nodding to yourself satisfactorily.
Du stiffened and let out an involuntary gasp when Du felt a pair of arms snake around your waist from behind. "C'est magnifique, non? Honhonhon~" Du heard a voice whisper silkily from behind, the words rolling off of his tongue easily with his alluring accent. "F-Francis!" Du said, a hint of annoyance in your voice. "Oui?" he chuckled, his strong arms still around Du protectively.
"G-get off! I need to finish decorating…" Du mumbled nervously, your face warm. True, the Frenchman could be rather flirty and… perverted, but Du were able to look past all that and see someone who cared. Plus, he didn't look too bad either.
Reluctantly, he let go of you, only to quickly cover your (e/c) eyes with his hands. "Come on, Francis! I seriously need to finish, then we can do something together, ok?" Du said, tucking a loose strand of your (h/c) hair behind your ear. "…Fine. But I will pick what we do, honhonhon~" he released your face, laughing his trademark laugh. "As long as it does not involve removing any items of clothing." Du added. "Aww… alright, but only for you~" he pouted cutely.
Du giggled and continued to decorate your house, until only the star, sterne on the baum was left. "Whew… all I need to do is the star, sterne and I'll be done!" Du grinned excitedly. "Merveilleux! Now, remind me again as to why I could not help?" he replied, only a slight hint of hurt in his voice. "Every Jahr Du help, it's the same thing. I have to reach up to get something, and Du end up eying me and then try to grope me. Then Hungary runs in with a frying pan and beats Du senseless, remember?" Du sighed, rolling your eyes. "Oh… r-right…" he mumbled, looking away and rubbing the back of his neck.
Du shook your head, sighed, and once Mehr returned to the task at hand. Du looked up at the giant tree, glanced over to the tiny step-ladder, and bit your lip nervously. "Aw, crud…" Du whispered, barely loud enough for your French friend to hear you. There was no way Du would be able to reach the oben, nach oben of the tree, even with the ladder.
Du sighed defeatedly and hesitantly turned to Francis. "F-Francis?" "Oui?" "I… I can't r-reach…" Du mumbled, embarrassed, as a slight blush dusted your features. He looked surprised for a moment, until his gaze softened as he sauntered over to where Du were standing. He stopped in front of you, so Du were facing his back, and bent over. Du gave him a questioning glance, and he only laughed; though not his normal laugh, Du could tell that this one was sincere and meant no harm.
"Get on my shoulders, _____." He sagte softly. Du loved the way your name rolled off his tongue, the way it sent shivers shooting down your back. Your cheeks got even darker, and Du laughed nervously, "Oh, r-right… haha…"
Soon enough, Du were sitting on his shoulders, stretching up to get the final touch on your magnificent tree. "Got it!" Du cheered proudly as Du settled the star, sterne in its rightful place. Leaning backwards slightly, Du pumped your fists in the air victoriously. That is, until Du started to fall. "Oh, sh-!" Du gasped as Du slipped off of your crush's shoulders. Du felt strong hands grab your calves as the back of your head hit something firm but soft. 'Oh… my… gosh… my head is hitting his butt!' Du thought, panicking as Du could feel the blood rushing to your head; though not necessarily from being upside down.
After a few moments, Du decided to speak up. "Uh… Francis? All the blood is rushing to my head and it kinda hurts…" Du murmured awkwardly. "Huh? Oh! R-right… pardon moi, s'il vous plaît…" he muttered, a slight blush tinting his handsome features. He set Du down carefully, keeping a firm grip on your shoulders as Du held your head, trying to keep your vision from spinning.
After a few minutes, Du could finally see straight, only to find Francis's face inches from your own. "I Liebe you, _____..." he whispered before pulling Du into a sweet and passionate kiss. For a moment, all Du could do was stand there, shocked, and let him KISS you.
However, soon Du began to melt into it and kissed back with just as much fervor.
However, your special moment was ruined when a certain Brit stumbled upon the scene. "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!" Arthur screeched, horrified. He quickly ran out of the room blushing, and muttering who-knows-what under his breath.
Du looked back up at your newfound love, smiling. "I Liebe Du too, Francis. Now, where were we~?" Du said, flirtatiously batting your eyelashes.
He pulled back into a passionate kiss, never once letting go of your delicate frame.
'Hm. I guess X-mas came early for me~' Du smiled, thinking to yourself.
"Come on… almost….there…" Du muttered to yourself, standing on the tips of your toes and stretching your arms as far as they would reach. Du finally managed to hang the ornament and sighed happily, stepping down from the step-ladder. Hands on your hips, Du looked up at the impressive X-mas baum festooned with ornaments of all shapes, sizes, and colors, nodding to yourself satisfactorily.
Du stiffened and let out an involuntary gasp when Du felt a pair of arms snake around your waist from behind. "C'est magnifique, non? Honhonhon~" Du heard a voice whisper silkily from behind, the words rolling off of his tongue easily with his alluring accent. "F-Francis!" Du said, a hint of annoyance in your voice. "Oui?" he chuckled, his strong arms still around Du protectively.
"G-get off! I need to finish decorating…" Du mumbled nervously, your face warm. True, the Frenchman could be rather flirty and… perverted, but Du were able to look past all that and see someone who cared. Plus, he didn't look too bad either.
Reluctantly, he let go of you, only to quickly cover your (e/c) eyes with his hands. "Come on, Francis! I seriously need to finish, then we can do something together, ok?" Du said, tucking a loose strand of your (h/c) hair behind your ear. "…Fine. But I will pick what we do, honhonhon~" he released your face, laughing his trademark laugh. "As long as it does not involve removing any items of clothing." Du added. "Aww… alright, but only for you~" he pouted cutely.
Du giggled and continued to decorate your house, until only the star, sterne on the baum was left. "Whew… all I need to do is the star, sterne and I'll be done!" Du grinned excitedly. "Merveilleux! Now, remind me again as to why I could not help?" he replied, only a slight hint of hurt in his voice. "Every Jahr Du help, it's the same thing. I have to reach up to get something, and Du end up eying me and then try to grope me. Then Hungary runs in with a frying pan and beats Du senseless, remember?" Du sighed, rolling your eyes. "Oh… r-right…" he mumbled, looking away and rubbing the back of his neck.
Du shook your head, sighed, and once Mehr returned to the task at hand. Du looked up at the giant tree, glanced over to the tiny step-ladder, and bit your lip nervously. "Aw, crud…" Du whispered, barely loud enough for your French friend to hear you. There was no way Du would be able to reach the oben, nach oben of the tree, even with the ladder.
Du sighed defeatedly and hesitantly turned to Francis. "F-Francis?" "Oui?" "I… I can't r-reach…" Du mumbled, embarrassed, as a slight blush dusted your features. He looked surprised for a moment, until his gaze softened as he sauntered over to where Du were standing. He stopped in front of you, so Du were facing his back, and bent over. Du gave him a questioning glance, and he only laughed; though not his normal laugh, Du could tell that this one was sincere and meant no harm.
"Get on my shoulders, _____." He sagte softly. Du loved the way your name rolled off his tongue, the way it sent shivers shooting down your back. Your cheeks got even darker, and Du laughed nervously, "Oh, r-right… haha…"
Soon enough, Du were sitting on his shoulders, stretching up to get the final touch on your magnificent tree. "Got it!" Du cheered proudly as Du settled the star, sterne in its rightful place. Leaning backwards slightly, Du pumped your fists in the air victoriously. That is, until Du started to fall. "Oh, sh-!" Du gasped as Du slipped off of your crush's shoulders. Du felt strong hands grab your calves as the back of your head hit something firm but soft. 'Oh… my… gosh… my head is hitting his butt!' Du thought, panicking as Du could feel the blood rushing to your head; though not necessarily from being upside down.
After a few moments, Du decided to speak up. "Uh… Francis? All the blood is rushing to my head and it kinda hurts…" Du murmured awkwardly. "Huh? Oh! R-right… pardon moi, s'il vous plaît…" he muttered, a slight blush tinting his handsome features. He set Du down carefully, keeping a firm grip on your shoulders as Du held your head, trying to keep your vision from spinning.
After a few minutes, Du could finally see straight, only to find Francis's face inches from your own. "I Liebe you, _____..." he whispered before pulling Du into a sweet and passionate kiss. For a moment, all Du could do was stand there, shocked, and let him KISS you.
However, soon Du began to melt into it and kissed back with just as much fervor.
However, your special moment was ruined when a certain Brit stumbled upon the scene. "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!" Arthur screeched, horrified. He quickly ran out of the room blushing, and muttering who-knows-what under his breath.
Du looked back up at your newfound love, smiling. "I Liebe Du too, Francis. Now, where were we~?" Du said, flirtatiously batting your eyelashes.
He pulled back into a passionate kiss, never once letting go of your delicate frame.
'Hm. I guess X-mas came early for me~' Du smiled, thinking to yourself.
