kind of wants to talk to him...
that Matthew should call him or visit then.
answers the phone, his voice a bit groggy from the constant state of sleep he's in. "Bonjour?"
blushes. "H-hello... It's Matthew... Canada..." >///>
smiles to himself, lying back on the bed. "Allo, Mattieu. How are you?"
mumbles slightly. "Well, I'm good, I guess..."
chuckles; he always did seem to mumble into the phone. "Just good?"
"Well, I... I was... erm... yeah..."
"Anything new happening with you?" Typical, Mattieu calls and he ends up chattering away.
takes a deep breath, blurts out. "You mentioned when you were drunk that you didn't just flirt with me for no reason so I was wondering why"
...well he wasn't expecting that at all. "Well you see... I... Okay, it's because I care for you too much to accidentally drive you off. I
know I can be a bit... overbearing when I flirt sometimes."
"So... you really did flirt with me for no reason...?"
"Hm? Non, non; if I flirted with you, there's a reason..." I just can't remember what was going through my mind then.
could think of one reason though. He had always had a small infatuation for the boy, though he always tried to hide it. Francis raised the_
boy for Pete's sake.. but that didn't stop the feeling. "Oui..."
doesn't know what to say so just stays quiet for a bit. He was glad that he didn't flirt with him for no reason and glad that the other_
might like him that way but at the same time he was a little afraid of admitting it. He didn't want to end up on bad terms with him or have_
the other flirt with too many other people. He knew that asking him not to flirt would be a nearly impossible task and he didn't want to
make the other go against his personality or feel that he had to settle for the first person who noticed him.
a bit unnerved by the silence on the other end. Had he hurt Mattieu in some way? That was not at all what he wanted to do, ever. He adored
the boy and would never want to do anything that hurt him. So what could it be then... hm.... better now than never he supposed. "You could
think of it this way; I flirt with you for the same reason most people flirt."
blushes and stares at the floor. "O-oh..." He still had no idea what to say but knew he had to say something. "You do...?"
silently nodded, but after a few moments remembered that he was on the phone, not in person. "Oui."
fidgets and keeps staring at the floor. "How... How many other people do you flirt with?" He didn't want to ask but he felt that he had to.
chuckles sadly; and here comes the part that usual sent potential, real lovers running. "Lots... but only because I'm a lonely man."
isn't going to run away but also isn't going to run towards him yet. "I don't see why... if you have people to flirt with you shouldn't be_
"There's a difference between flirting, sleeping with someone, and real amor. Amor is something I haven't felt in much too long."
pauses. "And.... and is there anyone you think you could have 'real amor' with....?" He turned bright red.
knows exactly why he paused and the reason behind the question. "I believe so... shall I describe him to you?"
holds his breath, almost too nervous to respond. "Y-yeah..."
"Hm... well... he has slightly curly blonde hair, a subtle golden color, like sunshine on hay. His eyes are the most beautiful color. Though
his French accent when he speaks it isn't ~proper~ French, the differences in it makes him even cuter. I've known him for a while, and he_
seems to love winter. Sound like anyone you know?"
turns bright red. "H-hey... I speak proper French..."
laughs out loud; oh how he wished Mattieu were there with him. "Your accent is different though.~ It's adorable."
kind of wishes he was there with him but knows he wouldn't have been brave enough to talk to him about this in person. "It's just the same
a mock sigh. "Fine fine.~ Then he speaks absolutely perfect French. Happy?~"
( -France- Sorry, but it's freezing on Chrome. D8 I'll reply as soon as plurk stops being evil )
"Just 'it'll do'? How about this then 'His French so good, it simply must be the standard for all future French speakers'.~"
smiles at the little flutters he felt from the laugh; it was too rare that the other laughed in his opinion. "I'm glad to meet your_
"I... I think that person might be able to have 'real amor' with you, too..."
"... You think so? I trust you have that info on good authority."
"... Then perhaps that person would like to go out on a date with me sometime?"
"I think that he would really like that..."
"I think I would really like that too... would this person care to tell me when he's free then?"
"I think he's free pretty much whenever... But maybe Sunday would be best..."
chuckles. "Would he like to have dinner with me on Sunday then?"
"I think that he would really want to."
"And where would he like to go? Or would he like it better if I cooked at home."
"...He might like it better if you cook at home since he isn't too good with crowds... and he likes your cooking..."
"I'm very flattered that he likes my cooking.~ I'll have to make something very special for him." And now to tease him. "How is you know all
this about him?" He spoke with an obviously teasing tone, grinning on the other end.
laughs nervously. "I know him, kind of... He looks kind of like America and is invisible..."
"Hm... we must be thinking of two different people then. He isn't invisible to me."
blushes. "Well... he is to most people..."
"Then they happen to be missing on a very lovely person, both in personality and appearance."
"I think that he would really appreciate that...."
"Then tell him I said that.~"
"Let him know that if he were here, this would be about the time I'd give him a sweet and gentle kiss."
turns as red as possible. "And I... He would kiss you back..."
"I might kiss you as soon as I see you Mattieu. It's something I've wanted to do for a long time."
fidgets. "O-oh... Well... I would have to kiss you back then..."
smiles. "I'll be sure not to get too touchy.~"
grins. "Unless you'd like that of course. But... I'd rather respect your opinion." To be honest, he wanted to go slow. Romance the other,_
wait for the perfect moment. Something memorable... unlike many of his one night stands.
would rather he go slow as well. He didn't want to rush things too much and have it end poorly. "I... I will just kiss you."
"That's what I would do to. I... I want to go slow with you, Mattieu."
nods. "Okay... I think that sounds... good."
"I see you on Sunday then?"
"Yeah...." He paused. "I'm... excited..."
"I'm glad to hear that. I'll probably be fussing the next few days on what to make you." He chuckles because it's the truth.
laughs faintly. "Anything you make will be more than good."
"Non, non; it must be perfect for our date."
"All the food you make is perfect..."
"I'd give you a kiss on the cheek for that. You know how particular I am on trying to get the food just right." That was probably one of the
best compliments he could recieve.
decides against telling him that he's used to junk food..."It is..."
chuckles. "You're being too sweet. I'm afraid I have to go now. I'm looking forward to our date. Au revior Mattieu."
(( |D But really it's just me being tired. Night.~ ))
nods. "I'm looking forward to it, too. Bye."