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Francis Forever || Francis Wilkerson x gn!reader

Summary : After your parents found out about your secret relationship with Francis, they forced you to break up and never speak with him again. Little did they know, Francis did something that was the last straw for both Hal and Lois, which led to him being sent to military school even before you could talk to him. Leaving you stressed, overwhelmed, and almost hopeless about what your relationship with him entails…

cw : bittersweet angst with a happy ending, Reader’s parents hate Francis and is overprotective over reader, light swearing.

w/c : 4.3k

a/n : This fic is very loosely inspired by the song "Francis forever", it took me almost a week to write this LMAO, I’ve tried patching up whatever plot holes this fic may have and it’s okay now. This fic is almost like a prologue to s1 ep7 but it has a lot of changes to it. I also quoted one of Francis’ lines because I couldn’t really think of something so sappy at the time of writing this 😭 😭 😭

You and Francis had been dating for the past 6 months, you two were neighbors, and he was a wonderful boyfriend to you despite his troublesome and rebellious nature. He was loving and caring, he is absolutely everything you wanted in a significant other. You could even compare him to those poets in the romantic era by how sappy and sometimes poetic he was with you, especially when he missed you so dearly.

You both did the usual things couples do, going out on dates, sneaking him in your home while your parents are away, and even going on late night drives when everyone is asleep. You were living in absolute bliss when you’re with him, even with his reckless acts and pranks. You found it charming, even a little funny, yet when it goes too far from time to time, a word from you about it would usually make him shut up and listen.

Your parents never liked Francis. Since you moved in next to the Wilkerson’s, they made it clear from what they saw, that they didn’t like the trouble that he usually caused everyday. They’ve heard from many of the other neighbors how borderline evil he is, he did reckless and unsafe pranks, he even got arrested once! They thought that he was a bad influence on you and told you to stay away.

But you couldn’t, aside from his disorderly behavior, he was quite nice and he highly respects you. You have come to love him as he is, even with his faults. Once you started dating him, you both decided to keep it a secret from your parents, knowing that they will force you to break up with him and go no-contact.

It worked for the whole 6 months, yet they found out from Lois during some small talk in the morning, who told them that you were a good kid and that you balance Francis out in the relationship. Your father, who first heard the news, was incredibly mad, both at you and Francis. How could you disobey them despite the countless warnings and commands they have given you about avoiding Francis? It was absurd for them.

They confronted you once you came home from school. You were sat down in the dining room, where they thoroughly scolded, interrogated, and even yelled at you because of the romantic relationship you have with Francis.

“Haven’t I told you countless times to stay away from that boy! He is no good to you, he will only drag you down!” Your father reprimanded in a harsh tone of voice, while your mother nodded in agreement, she didn’t want you to be with someone as troublesome as Francis.

“Exactly! He’s been arrested by the cops once! You shouldn’t be with a criminal like him!” Your mother argues.

“But mom!” You tried to retort, only to be interrupted by your father.

“No ‘buts’! You’re breaking up with that boy tomorrow morning or else you will lose every privilege you have in this damn house!” Your father yelled, giving you an ultimatum.

This ultimatum will completely ruin the bliss you currently have with Francis. But you couldn’t argue further since your parents will make it way worse for you, so you simply nodded, acting as if you felt defeated.

But you were stubborn, you didn’t want to end things with Francis, so when you were excused to go back to your room, you made up a plan. It was simple, you talk to Francis and tell him that you two are going to fake a break-up, and to keep the relationship even more discreet this time. It wasn’t a fool-proof plan, but it was something that could tide your parents over for a brief period of time.

Unbeknownst to you, during some time in the afternoon, Francis had managed to light a car’s engine on fire, the car wasn’t even his! It was the last straw for both Lois and Hal because he has already been in too much trouble and caused too much damage.

They made a few calls to a military school in Alabama, Marlin Academy. They got him enrolled, and in the middle of the night he was taken without his knowledge and was sent to the military school. When he was fully conscious and now in an unfamiliar area, he felt a little panicked and uncertain, but most of all, he was worried for you, especially in regards to his relationship with you. He can't just disappear on you so suddenly! Even if it wasn’t entirely his fault that he was sent away.

The early morning after Francis was sent off, you walked to the Wilkerson’s doorstep, you knocked on the door and clicked on the doorbell. After a few tries, someone finally answered, it was Malcolm, it was obvious that the boy just woke up and felt a little bothered by the knocks and rings.

“What?!” You gasped, almost yelling at this point. Sure you’ve heard from Francis that his mom threatened to send him to military school, but you didn’t think that she was that serious about it. You thought it was some ploy in order to scare him and make him rebel a little less!

“Malcolm, I need to talk to Francis”

“He’s not here, I think mom finally sent him to military school, she and dad talked about it more often lately.”

“Well, what did he do?...” You asked, you wondered what pushed Lois to the edge because he has done countless things to cause trouble.

“I would’ve called Francis right now if he was actually here, what were you even supposed to talk about with Francis anyway?” Malcolm asked, rubbing his eyes to further wake himself up.

“He lit a car engine on fire”

“You’re serious?”

“I need to tell him that my parents found out, and that we need to break up, but not exactly break up. Just pretend and to be more discreet” You rubbed your forehead and sighed, obviously stressed from Francis getting sent to military school and your parents making you break up with him.

Malcolm simply nodded, not even bothering to argue, it’s too early in the morning and he is not in the mood to use his brain just yet. Even if your plan probably has some holes in it.

“Do you want me to tell him if he calls?”

“Just tell him not to call my home number and that my parents found out, but it’s okay since he’s far away and that he and I should keep things more discreet once he comes back” You answered, you felt a little relieved amidst the worry you have for Francis, it means that you have a valid reason to not break up with him just yet since he was sent to military school and probably wouldn’t be able to contact him for a long period of time.

Malcolm nodded again and you bid him goodbye, walking back to your home so that you could explain the situation to your parents. When you explained it, they felt extremely relieved, Francis was gone and he couldn’t be a bad influence to you.

“Just cut contact with him, dear” Your mother replied while sipping her morning coffee.

“Good riddance” Your father continued and nodded in agreement to your mother.

You felt disgusted that they had said that about Francis, they’re acting like he was just some form of nuisance and future criminal, they never really took into account your relationship with him since they are too busy sheltering and overprotecting you from troublemakers like him.

Francis had tried contacting you multiple times after he was given an orientation by the superintendent of the school, Commandant Spangler. But all those times ended with his calls being answered by your parents yelling and scolding him about dating you.

He tried calling one last time on the telephone, for your father to answer.

“Hello? Babe?”

“You should be ashamed of yourself, a nuisance like you shouldn’t even be an inch near my child!”

“What babe?! Haven’t I told you countless times to stop calling them already?!”

Before Francis could even respond to that, your father continued.

“You’re going to ruin their good record and make them into a criminal like you.”

Your father then hung up, making Francis sigh, so he called his brothers instead, Reese picked up the phone.

“Reese! Now you need to listen to me very carefully, I have to tell them something”

“Tell them that they can’t imagine how much I miss them, that it is like a white-hot fire burning in my chest. The only thing that keeps me going is the thought of holding them and stroking their hair and being with them in the perfect golden moment.”

Reese blinked as he heard the call, disgruntled from Francis’ sappy words for his significant other, and honestly he couldn’t be dealing with this so early.

“Did you get that? Go tell them what I said” Francis commands, almost desperate to let you know that he’s still here for you.

“I’m not going to become your messenger Francis!” Reese argued, he can’t even repeat what Francis even said.

“Tell them or else I’ll come back home and tell mom what you did with one of Dewey’s toys”

Reese froze at his threat, he was planning to hide the evidence of Dewey’s broken toy in some way so that he wouldn’t get caught. But now he couldn’t really refuse to tell you what Francis said, so he sighed.

“Fine.”

“And call me back about what they replied with.”

Reese rolled his eyes and agreed before hanging up, planning to tell you on the walk home after classes.

During classes, you couldn’t help but feel preoccupied with thoughts of Francis, his presence usually filled in your space during the day. You just weren’t used to his absence, especially when it’s for a long period of time. It was silent for most of the school day, you were used to Francis’ talking and noise, but not this.

The silence became really noticeable during lunch, you sat with your friend, Kate, who was just eating quietly. You and Kate would’ve usually joined Richie’s table, but now since Francis is gone, you and your friend have absolutely nothing in common with Francis’ friends.

You continued attending your classes before it was finally the end of the school day, you felt relieved that it was finally over. Once you got out of the school building, you walked back towards your home, alone. While walking on the sidewalk, Reese approached you.

“Hi Reese.” You greeted softly.

“Look, Francis wanted me to tell you his stupid message.” Reese starts, still disgruntled from Francis’ threat from earlier in the morning.

“Well, what is it?” You asked, curious and hopeful. At least Francis was still trying to contact you, assuming that he probably called your home number and got cursed at by your parents.

“Aww. That’s sweet, can you tell him that I miss him too and I love him? Also assuming that Malcolm hasn't told him yet, can you also tell him that when he comes back from military school that he and I should keep things more discreet?”

Reese braced himself for whatever sappy thing his brother said before basically summarizing it to you begrudgingly.

“He wanted to tell you that he misses you and it’s like a white-hot burning fire in his chest, his thoughts of holding you and stroking your hair keeps him going.”

“Fine..” Reese answered, disgruntled yet again because now he has to play as your and Francis’ messenger.

You thanked him and smiled before walking towards your house, feeling giddy and even hopeful once more. You could talk to Francis through his brothers, it was like using a pigeon to send a letter.

You continued to hear what Francis had to say from both Reese and Malcolm for the next three days. But they grew tired of sending messages, mostly because it was probably just some sappy and yearning prose he managed to come up with.

The phone rang again at the Wilkerson Household, all three brothers groaned, it was probably Francis yet again. It was Malcolm’s turn to answer, he picked up the phone.

“Hello?” Malcolm starts, his tone clearly showing how tired he is of Francis’ prose.

“Malcolm! I need you to tell them that they are—”

“We are all tired of being your messengers to them! We can’t keep doing this forever! You know, they told you to keep it more discreet, it’s not discreet when we go up to them and tell them your sappy poems!” Malcolm finally snaps and hangs up. Making Reese and Dewey sigh in relief, they all felt bad that now you aren’t going to get any words from Francis, but at the same time, they just can’t keep doing that every single day.

You waited for more messages from Francis after the first three days had passed, you know that he can’t always send a message to you everyday and his brothers are busy with other things! But as the week passed by without hearing a word from him, you felt worried. Sure, he may have probably gotten into trouble and got his phone privileges taken away, but the worry still gnawed on you. You can’t even call him yourself since you don’t know what number he is calling from, alongside the fact that your parents strictly forbade you from ever contacting him.

So the weeks after that, you waited some more, you asked his brothers for updates or messages he may have wanted to tell you. But they don’t have any message to relay, mostly because they’re tired of it, and that Francis doesn’t have any leverage over them since he was not updated about anything happening back at home.

For you, it was radio silence from his end, which made you lose even more hope to make this relationship work. It felt like half your heart was hollowed out and your life is at its quietest state it has ever been even before you were in a relationship with Francis.

You felt numb, it’s not like you couldn’t do anything without him, but at the same time it’s like you are dealing with all of this alone. Your parents hated Francis and his brothers barely even care about what message he’s going to make them relay to you. It was lonely, you find yourself writing letters to him late at night that were never sent because your parents will look through the mail and subsequently inspect your room at times.

Even when Francis knew that he was forbidden to contact you, he kept trying to find other ways in order to keep in touch with you. One of these ways was with writing letters, his fellow cadets found it sappy, even so, he continued to send those letters, but your parents always saw them before you could, and they threw those letters away.

Next, he tried to run away and drive 8 hours just to see you using Commandant Spangler’s car, but he was caught and punished heavily. It was tiring, but he hoped that you would still be there, waiting for him. Even if it was selfish of him to think of it, that you would wait for weeks, almost months, until his parents will be able to fly or drive him home for the weekend or some occasion.

He thought of many ways to make it up to you once he got home, he would take you out on a date by the beach and stay by your side the whole day, it would be as if he was never sent to military school. But unfortunately, those thoughts will never come to fruition as long as his parents make him stay at Marlin Academy.

Three months had eventually passed at this point, you held onto little hope that your relationship with Francis could work, even if you haven’t spoken to him in months. You tried coping, by crafting, finding new hobbies, basically anything that could take your mind off the loneliness you felt without Francis. It worked briefly, until the weight of everything simply crashed down on you one late night.

You felt trapped, your parents have been fussing over you more often since they found out about Francis, every moment with them felt like an interrogation. It was suffocating, you hated it. It was always about what they wanted and what they expected from you as their child, like you were some robot.

Thoughts of Francis getting sent to military school and being essentially ‘trapped’ there also plagued your mind. You knew that he could handle going through such a thing, but at the same time you were scared, scared that once Francis came home he might be unrecognizable from the Francis you knew and loved before he was sent away.

You felt guilty that you are in no position to even try and change what’s happening around you, it was like you’re a bystander witnessing a tragedy, you felt too confused and trapped with your own thoughts and worries that you can’t do anything that would help solve the circumstances you’re experiencing.

Francis didn’t stop after his plans of contacting you failed. He finally thought of sneaking out and hitchhiking in order to see you. He packed a duffel bag and snuck out of Marlin Academy at night. It took over a day, but he finally came back to town. Sure, a little more ruffled and dirtier than he expected, but he couldn’t care less, he’s going to see you and he will ask you to run away from him.

He made Malcolm bring him food while he hid, he also told Malcolm to give you this letter, which was filled with sappy words and plans to run away. Malcolm did it begrudgingly, giving the letter to you while you were walking back to your house after classes.

“What’s this?”

“It’s from Francis.”

You couldn’t believe it yourself, he finally sent you something after three months! Your expression brightened and in some way, you felt lighter than you have ever felt for the past few months without him.

You opened the paper, it smelled horrible, but it probably went through a lot to be sent to you. It was filled with countless words of yearning from Francis. How much he missed you and how hard he had tried in order to talk to you. You felt touched, so touched that he hasn’t ever given up on you while he was away.

You continued reading until the last page, and his words shocked you.

“I want you to run away with me, so we’ll be able to live the lives we have always wanted together. We’ll get an apartment and figure it out. If you want to talk about this, meet me at the park at 8.”

You simply thanked Malcolm and immediately went into your house, eventually sitting in your room and thinking about the implications of the decision you were about to make. Running away with Francis meant freedom, yet you are afraid of the instability you two might experience if the plan came to fruition.

You went to the park just a few minutes before 8, sitting by one of the benches. Once he saw you he immediately ran and held you tightly in his arms. He smelled horrible and you scrunched your nose because of it.

“I know I smell bad, but I just missed you so much” He admits and hugs you even tighter.

You hugged back and almost cried, even if he smells absolutely horrendous, it doesn’t change that you missed him too. After a few moments, you pulled yourself away from his embrace.

“We need to talk.”

“Then how are we supposed to be together?!”

“I don’t want to run away, Francis.”

“What?! Why?! I mean, your parents are too strict, they won’t let us be together! If we run away, I promise to get a job to support us both, we can get an apartment somewhere.” He tries to convince you, you don’t doubt his abilities but at the same time, running away means leaving a lot of things behind, such as your friends and your studies.

“I know, but it’s just that we can’t just leave! I don’t want to drop-out and even if we did run away, my parents would pay big time for a private investigator to find me!” You argued, knowing that your parents will be on your ass even more if you ran away.

“Maybe we can send each other letters.”

“They don’t want to! They have been ignoring my calls.”

“Your parents found the ones that I've sent you.”

“Then send it to your home and make your brothers give them to me!”

You felt absolutely clueless on what to do at this point, you don’t want to break up with him, you can barely even process that idea. After pacing around for a few moments while he watched, an idea popped up in your head.

“I think I could buy myself a phone”

“Are you sure?”

“I’ve got a few hundred dollars under my pillow, haven’t spent a cent of my birthday money. I’ll buy myself a wireless plan.”

“Fuck! Why didn’t we think of this earlier?”

“I was too stressed to think about it. You know my parents, ever since they found out, they have been on my ass!”

Francis rubbed his forehead at what you said and sighed, feeling relieved that they found a solution to contact each other. He didn’t doubt himself that he could support you if you guys ran away, but he knows that it’s a really heavy responsibility to be given, especially when everything seems uncertain.

“I’ll buy the phone tomorrow.” You noted to yourself before gazing back at Francis.

“Okay, good, I don’t think I can go back to Military school that quickly, it took me over a day to get here” He admits, running his fingers through his disheveled hair.

“You can stay at my place, my parents are on a business trip together. I can sneak you in.” You offered, he immediately agreed, he wanted to spend the night with you, knowing that he’ll probably be taken away and sent back to military school once they found out that he snuck out.

You walked back home with him, he told you how he hitchhiked in the back of a vehicle with pigs, thus his dirty and ruffled appearance. Once you both finally arrived, you both entered the house silently. You gave him an extra towel and guided him to the bathroom so he can finally take a shower, meanwhile you fixed up your bed so you can make up more space for him.

Once he finished showering and got dressed, he laid down next to you in bed, wrapping his arms around you.

“I missed you.”

“I missed you too.”

“When are your parents coming back?”

“In a few days.”

“If you could hide me for those few days then we can spend some more time together and catch up.”

You shrugged and nodded at his idea, wanting to spend more time with him as much as possible until your parents would come back. You both continued conversing until midnight, in which sleep finally took both you and Francis.

In the morning, you immediately bought yourself a phone plan so you will be able to contact Francis once he’s back at military school. Honestly, your relationship with him has grown stronger than ever, even if it has been several hours since you reunited with him. It was like nothing had ever changed over the past three months.

After buying the phone, you spent most of your time with Francis, which just consisted of staying at home, watching movies, ordering takeout, cuddling, and just talking! You couldn’t go out with him since people might see and tell both of your families about it, but it was still fun nonetheless. The night before he had to leave, you baked a cake together and ate a few slices, before packing some for when he’s travelling back to military school. You both also made a lie about his whereabouts when asked about it, he’ll say that he snuck out of military school to get some freedom, and you’ll say that you haven’t seen him in months! You both could completely cover up the events of the past 3 days.

You woke up at 2:00am so you could bid him farewell. He was dressed and now carrying his duffel bag by the back door.

“I’ll miss you.” You admitted softly and reached out to cup his cheek, rubbing it gently with your thumb.

“I’ll miss you too, I’ll call once I get there, okay?” He replied before smiling, absolutely smitten for you.

“Okay.” You agreed.

“I guess this is it then.” He looked around, it was still dark and several hours until sunrise.

“I love you.” You murmured and gave him a kiss. It was gentle and affectionate, proof that this isn’t your final goodbye to him and that no one will be able to tear you two apart, even if they tried.

“I love you too.” He whispered back once you both pulled away.

“Stay safe.” You tell him as he starts to walk away. He only gave you a nod and a soft smile, his eyes gleaming in the moonlight. He was breathtaking, he was yours and you were his, nothing could ever change that, and you will always be content with the fact that he’ll still be the Francis you know and love even if he’s miles away from you.

a/n : Hi okay I actually didn't expect this fic to be so long. It was supposed to be bittersweet with no happy ending but I kinda got stuck on that part, so I just made it to have a happy ending LOL, I hope you guys enjoyed this fic, after this is posted I'll start with the requests in my inbox, requests are still open btw!!

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