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✧. ┊ “Even if I die.. We’ll meet again..” He started singing. “Francis..” Arthur said, losing his breath while letting out a quiet laugh. “Don’t know when, don’t know where..” Francis sang softly, putting his hands on Arthur’s shoulders. Arthur sighed and returned the gesture with his hands on his waist. “But I know we’ll meet again, some sunny day..” Francis said before gently leaning in, puckering up his lips. Arthur wanted to lean back in so badly. To feel Francis’ lips brush on his. But he put his finger on them.
Francis Bonnefoy after very much siding with the wrong side of the French Revolution, had to pay the price of loosing all his memories from getting beheaded. He now is once again pushed into war and bloodlust during Napoleonic Wars aiming for change to be reunited with his love, but still dealing with who he left before.