The Twelve Days of Christmas: A FrUK Fanfiction by Spottedmask77, literature
Literature
The Twelve Days of Christmas: A FrUK Fanfiction
England trudged toward the London Underground, a sour look on his face. It seemed that an unpleasant expression was always there, but today he had a special reason. It was that time of year again, the time when pine trees were adorned with lights and ornaments, the time when everybody the British nation came across was so damn happy. England scowled. He might have even enjoyed the season of winter, with the London rain for once falling to the ground as soft flakes, if not for the bloody holiday of Christmas.
Maybe the island would take pleasure in Christmas if he was left alone. Maybe he would like it if he loc
It was silent. France could feel his heart beating away like a mad thing in his chest and could hear his shallow sketchy breathing as he tried desperately not to hyperventilate, or worse, pass out. Alfred's look of masked horror at Francis' supposed forced kiss had slowly faded away and now the American looked almost sickeningly eager to see his partner's response to the sordid happening that had taken place. France noted that America was clenching his shaking fists up in anticipation and he swallowed back the bile that had risen to his throat.
The first sign of life from the Englishman: he laughed. Of all the reactions Francis had been coun