“My Solly! Happy Fourth of July, Mon Cheri!”
Polite clasps his hands together. He seems to be covered in…paint? He seems to be covered in specific colors too. Red, white, and blue.
“I do have a surprise for you to celebrate this special day! It is back at my place, so do make sure to stop by before you do anything else, Mon amor.”
He gives Soldier a big kiss, taking his hands in his.
“Happy 250th anniversary of the United States of America, Soldier.”
~ @polite-espionage 🌼
Soldier immediately perks up, leaning in to nuzzle noses with the frenchman.
HAH! AND I THOUGHT YOUR FRENCHIE ASS WOULDN'T DARE APPRECIATE MY BELOVED NATION! THAT IS-
...
oddly sweet.
Soldier blushes, mumbling something quiet to himself.
The american then kisses Polite again, and his mouth tastes suspiciously like firework powder.
THANK YOU! I WILL FOLLOW YOU BACK TO YOUR PRETTY LITTLE HOUSE LIKE A LOST PUPPY!