#aph frarus

[zhmyshek]

lazy 2p

[eatnoodle114]

i dont know how to draw chest

[auggusy]

Beautiful hat

Summary: Ivan catches Francis hat on a boat trip

Note: Guess what anime dragged me back into their fandom. Originally I planned for this to be a fluff oneshot but then it turned into what it is now.

Warning: Major character death  

Paring: Rusfra 

Beautiful hat 

The hat quickly flew by almost fast enough for Ivan to not catch it, but the Russian man did indeed catch the hat. The hat was a yellow one with a pink ribbon and a large brim, a perfect summers hat. Ivan held the hat close, looking around trying to find the owner of this beautiful hat.

“Pardon!” Ivan heard someone call out in his direction. Like everyone else who hears someone say something aloud he turned around, in hopes that the person that had called out was the owner of the hat and indeed it was the owner that had called out.

The owner of the summer hat came up to Ivan with a big happy smile present on their face. The owner had medium length blond hair and blue eyes with a slight amount of facial hair.  “Pardon, could I have my hat back?” The man asked with a French accent, extending a hand for Ivan to put the hat in.

“Da, of course,” Ivan managed to stutter out, despite being distracted by the beauty of the man standing in front of him. I guess the hat matches the person, Ivan thought, handing the hat back to the owner.

“Thank you so much for catching it,” The man took the hat and put it back on his head.

“Your welcome,” Ivan gave a short answer and turned around, walking back to his seat.

“Name’s Francis,” The stranger introduced himself as he sat down on the empty seat next to Ivan and put a bag he was holding his hand under the seat. “And your name is?” Francis turned to Ivan and asked

“Ivan,” The Russian man introduced himself.

“I like your name, nice to meet you,” Francis gave Ivan a smile before turning his attention to the ocean.

Please no small talk, please no small talk, Ivan repeatedly thought to himself and to his blessing Francis asked a question that could lead into a conversation.

“So, what are your reasons for visiting this town?” Francis asked, looking back at Ivan.

“A friend lives here,” Ivan said hoping that Tolys actually considered him a friend like Ivan did. “What about you?” Ivan asked

“My dream is to visit all around the world, so figured might get done with Europe first and Lithuania was next on my travel list,” Francis told his reason for visiting the country.

Maybe I could join him on his journey to visit all of Europe, Ivan thought noting down the fact that he and Francis seemed to have a shared dream. “That is a nice dream,”

Despite Ivan’s dislike of small talk, they ended up that way for the rest of the boat trip. Ivan got of the boat and got on a taxi to the city. Only when he was already on the taxi did he think of getting the Frenchman’s number. Well, there goes my happiness,  Ivan thought, sighing as he looked out the window. Ivan wasn’t one to fall in love at first sight but for some reason upon landing his gaze on the Frenchman did he somehow fall in love.

After a 30-minute drive did Ivan arrived in the city at a café he and his friend, Tolys decided to meet at. As Ivan walked into the outside sitting area of the café was he greeted by Tolys.

“Hey,” Tolys greeted Ivan as he sat down at the table. “What’s wrong?” Tolys asked noticing the sad look on Ivan’s face.

Ivan sighed before telling his problem “I meet a cute guy on the boat trip here but didn’t get his number,” Ivan wore a distraught look on his face as he explained what was wrong with him.

“Wow, you are a disaster,” Tolys commented on the state of Ivan as he drank his coffee.

“I know,” Ivan whispered as he put his head on the table.

The duo sat calmly exchanging a few words back and forth before Ivan jerked his head up from the table. The reason he jerked his head up was that he saw someone he thought was Francis in the distance. He thought that someone he was in the distance was Francis due to the hat that was laying on atop their head. “Be right back,” Ivan blurted out before he got off his chair, knocking it down in the process, and running out of the outside sitting area to the café.  

“Bye?” Tolys unsurely managed to say before Ivan disappeared into a crowd of people.

Ivan pushed a few people away trying to get to the person he suspected to be Francis. When he finally got to him he grabbed their arm in hopes to stop them from walking any further.

“Do you need something?” The person Ivan thought was Francis turned around and turned out to be a stranger with the same hat as the Frenchman.

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” Ivan whispered in a defeated tone as he let go of the stranger’s arm. Ivan sighed and looked around the crowd of people. What am I doing, did I really just run into a crowd of people just because I thought I saw someone I meet on a boat today? Ivan was snapped out of his thoughts by someone taping him on the shoulder.

“Excuse Moi?” Ivan recognized the voice and the fact that the person spoke a bit of French made Ivan even more sure of who it was.

Ivan gasped turning around to look at Francis “Francis?” He asked unsure if it was really him.

“Oui, I am so glad I meet you here,” Francis said, looking up at the Russian man with a smile. “I was worried I might never see you again,” Francis took out his phone and pushed it towards Ivan clearly for him to put his number in.

“I guess we have more than one thing in common,” Ivan commented on the fact that he too was also worried about never seeing Francis again.

“Oui,” As Francis took back the phone he looked down at the screen and smiled seeing Ivan’s name in his contact’s list. He put the phone back into his pocket and extended a hand for Iva to take. “How about we get to know each other better?” Francis suggested

“Da,” Ivan took his hand and the duo walked back into the outside sitting area of the café he had run out of.

“Welcome back,” Tolys said, watching Ivan come back.

Ivan nervously chuckled “Sorry for abruptly running away,” Ivan said walking up to the table. “Do you mind if he joins us?” Ivan asked Tolys in Russian knowing that the Lithuanian man understood the language.

“Sure,” Tolys answered and turned to Francis and greeted the Frenchman “I’m Tolys, Ivan’s friend,” Tolys introduced himself to the Frenchman with a smile.

“Nice to meet you,” Francis said as he and Ivan sat down at the table.

The rest of the day Ivan and Francis spent at the café even when Tolys left, talking, and getting to know each other more.  

“Are you free tomorrow?” Ivan asked Francis before the French man left.

“Of course,” Francis answered

And so, the duo meet up tomorrow and the day after that and once again the day after that. Two days into knowing each other the two became a couple.

“Guess where I’m going next,” Francis and Ivan meet up at the park on their own last day of their trip’s to Lithuania

“Where?”

“Somewhere that I hope we could travel together,” Francis took hold of Ivan’s hand

“I really have no idea,”

"To Saint Petersburg,” Francis sang, raising Ivan’s hand and spinning around.

Ivan gave Francis a wide smile “That’s wonderful,” This was the best thing that could have happened for the couple. Since Ivan lived in Saint Petersburg that meant that he could travel to the city with Francis and Francis could stay with Ivan in his home.  

 “Ivan, where did you put my hat?” Francis asked as he packed something things for a trip back to Paris to get the rest of his stuff.

Ivan walked into his and Francis bedroom, wearing a yellow hat with a pink ribbon,  stopping once he was by the bed. “What hat, I don’t know about any hat.” Ivan clearly lied with an innocence look on his face. “Not to mention you have like a hundred hats, so which hat are you referring to?” Ivan asked

“oh really,” Francis walked over to Ivan. “ I am referring to the very hat that brought us together and I just think you might have it,” Francis continued as he leaned closer to his boyfriend’s face

“Really?” Ivan smirked

Francis chuckled before he grabbed his hat of Ivan’s head as he leaned in and kissed him. He leaned away and winked putting the hat on his own head before going back to his bag. “I swear I’ll be only gone for a few days,” Francis promised his boyfriend.

“I know, but I’ll still be sad,” Ivan admitted to his boyfriend as he sat down on the bed. He put his head in his hands.

Francis weekly smiled looking at his boyfriend. “Keep the hat,” Francis took off the hat put it on Ivan’s head as a reminder for Ivan of him.

 “I promise, I’ll be back in a few days,” Francis hugged Ivan before walking into the airport.

“Promise?”

“Promise,”  

And that was the last time Ivan saw Francis, only having the yellow hat with the pink ribbon to remind Ivan of his true love.  

[iloverussiabutimamerican]

France:Hey Russia I’m making dinner want anything?

Russia:I want the blood and pleads of mercy of those who wrong me.I already got Mongolia,Crimean Khanate,Turkey,Poland and Sweden.Your next..

France:*Bolts to the nearest exit*

[eatnoodle114]

without my friend's help, i wouldn't have been able to complete this shortfic perfectly. enjoy!

winter is the saddest season

Characters/Pairing: France x Russia

Chapter: 1/1

Word count: 1326

Oh mon dieu, Francis Bonnefoy!

Every woman's heart belong to him, but his heart does not belong to anyone!

Monsieur Francis!

A desirable life at the height of wealth and reputation, he doesn't lack anything!

He wears expensive clothes, shiny shoes with an alluring face and magic eyes that attracted all the attentions towards him.

They saw him driving a roadster with the beauties, drinking the most expensive wine in the world.

But Monsieur Francis does not get into any madly romantic relationship.

Again! They see his large assets, his nice looking appearence then guess wildy about his secret lover must be as gorgeous and gifted as him.

Unfortunately, they're definitely wrong. However, Francis was still looking for a true love to filling his lonely heart.

Why didn't he just get a girl that he has slept with?

But that's not what Francis want. His heart screaming sobbed that this isn't his true partner, he wants to find someone who really made his heart pounding lively, making him sleepless day and night.

  ****

Finally, the day has come, the day his dream mate finally appeared.

A young man comes from white poplar land, with a sweet smile that melted the French's heart at first sight he saw him in the bar.

Tes yeux sont trop beaux!

Those lilac eyes lit up with long eyelashes fluttered on his radiant face everytime Francis tell him an interesting story in his daily life.

Ta voix est trop mignonne!

It's weird to praising a man's voice is adorable, but Francis couldn't find any adjectives to described the singing pouring into his ears.

- Ivan Braginsky, may I ask you out on a date next time?

Ivan pulled up his scarf, he was thinking in a while then smiled back:

- Of course.

Francis stood under the snowfall, not taking his eyes off him until his figure dissapeared at the end of the road. His heart suddenly felt an effusive feeling.

Oh, is this love? Was this the feeling he has been waiting for?

Oh Ivan, he swears to God that Ivan is such an angel, that he could sacrifice his life to protect that smile, ready to love him madly by this frenetic love.

****

The winter passed by and so did the spring, here comes the summer then the autumn. In all four seasons, these two lovebirds were sinking in the sweet flavour of love.

Woke up every morning, have seen each other, listened to the other's voices and hugged a lot. Truly the happiest thing in the world.

Embracing their lover each day dearly, felt like walking on air during a long kiss, rolled on bed and listened carefully to the other's moan.

- I love you, Ivan.

Francis said that after they have hooked up. He tenderly tucked the strands of hair in front of Ivan' eyes, coddly kissed on it, watching him with a gaze of affection and passion.

But unlike usual, when Ivan listening to these enthusiastic words, he wore a face looked sadder. Inside thoes amethyst eyes has the reflection of his lover, a teardrop released, blurred Francis away.

- Oh mon cher! Why are you crying?

- We are about to be apart, Francis.

- But why?

- I do not belong to this place, I also not allowed to stay here for too long.

Ivan's fingers gently touched Francis's face, then moved down to his chest, caressing it. He couldn't hold his tears from falling down on his cheeks.

Francis didn't want to cry. He's having everything, only love was missing, and now he's gonna lose Ivan? Even when he finally has found a love for his life?

Too much pain.

His heart tightened up, he could feel the pain numbing inside, torturing his innards. He grinding his teeth, tried to deal with the reality.

If he loves Ivan, he must let him go. Hold him back is selfish, it's not a good thing to do.

- My dear, we can meet each other again, right? I-I will go to Moscow, I will visit you, beloved!

- Oh honey - He giggled, the tears was dried on Ivan's cheeks - That's sweet, but unfortunately, I have to say no.

                                ****

Autumn is beautiful. Autumn in Paris is even more beautiful.

Francis was holding his beloved's hand and led him around Paris. They went out everyday, not missing any chancd, Francis also kissed deeper, rougher - the sign showed he was hurt.

He wanted to use up every last moment with his lover before they break up in the early winter.

The two lovebirds walked side by side, stepping on the dry leaves together, watching the romantic red and yellow hues of the autumn sky.

Ivan is always affable. He often picked up the dried leaves, gathered them and threw them up like fireworks. An act of lovely childishness, and it also could be the reason why Francis fell in love with him. 

Je t'aime, Ivan.

    ****

The separate moment has finally arrived.

Ivan said goodbye to his lover with a hug, then a French kiss, and a light kiss on his cheek.

That's it, now you're back to that snowy land. Beloved, you can't stay here any longer with me? We have called each other the happiest couple on the planet, but I can only be happy when you're here by my side.

Ivan, why did Moscow take you away from me? Is Paris not beautiful or charming enough for you to stay? You have told me that you love me, love Paris, love flowers and wine here, so why are you choosing to leave me and not allow me to visit you, even just once?

Am I not good enough? I've given you my whole heart. You're the only angel in this world, and probably the cruellest devil. Because you made my heart went crazy, but also broke it into pieces of pain.

We met each other in the beginning of winter, with beautiful snowflakes, just like you, then you left me on the same day we met. Is there anything as hurt as when golden memories and sad memories crossed together like this?

                                  ****

After a certain time, Francis received a letter sent from Moscow but did not specify the sender's name.

Without a name, he knew who was the sender.

Hello, Francis. Sorry for leaving you suddenly. I mean, yes, I'm already gone, while you were reading this letter, I'm wasn't breathing anymore.

The reason I came to France and met you that day, because I love France, I dreamed of going to that magnificent place once in my life and determined to do it before I run out of opportunities forever. And you, Francis Bonnefoy, is the best thing in France.

I don't want to leave you either, but my life can't last any longer, my health is always in bad condition, it is killing me slowly from the inside.

It would be difficult if I let you know about my health, so I hid it. One year spending time with you is precious, it become my treasure and I will treasuring it forever.

Francis my love, meeting you is the luckiest thing I have ever had, leaving you is the saddest thing I have ever done.

It's a pity that we didn't know each other earlier and the time is too short for us.

Last word, love you so much, Francis.

From Ivan.

Francis was silent.

He put the handwritten letter back into the envelope carefully, then flipped the front of it, looked at the stamp from the Moscow post office.

- Russia huh...

It must have been really cold there, though he never once arrived. That snow land, was the weather so harsh that it could swallow his lover?

The letter didn't write the name of the sender but had the hospital's address.

- Dear, I will visit you, I promise, even just once. And don't tell me to find someone else. No, the only person I have fallen in love with is you.

[kitkat-the-muffin]

“Imagine a FACE Family au but Francis and Arthur are divorced and Al and Matt are chill with it until they find out Francis’ new boyfriends is Ivan.”

Ok so me and my friends got into a weird lil shipping war.... sort of. One threatened to send PruMano pics to the other who was strictly a SpaMano shipper and so in retaliation they threatened to send FrUk tothe strictly UsUk shipper until I was like “stop fighting or else I’ll send uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Fra.......... Rus?”

And then the conversation went from a shipping war to us discussing FraRus and we realized it was actually REALLY HECKIN CUTE OKAY?

Nyo!France x Russia is one of our favorite versions. Like, you can’t tell me they wouldn’t make a fantastic anime villain couple.

Like, idk think En and Ali from Sailor Moon but with the personalities of Esmeraulde and uhhhhhhhhh Mercury.... yeah Mercury.... Idk where I’m going with this.

I plan on writing a fluffy oneshot for it later.

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