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The moment Francis sees the card, quickly leaves his office again, searching about for Arthur. Assuming him to be in his office, it is where he heads. There’s a light feeling in his chest and a soft smile on his face. In his hands he clutches a small bag; Arthur’s gift from him, which he also planned to deliver personally.

When he arrives at Arthur’s office, he knocks softly. “Bonjour, love. You wished to see me?”

Arthur sighed as he set the last of his paperwork for the day down. He had rushed them in order to finish by this time, since due to Francis’ schedule... Well, maybe it was a bit presumptuous of him to think that Francis would come straight to his office right after seeing the note, but somehow he knew that his partner would come up straight away.

It was just so... like him, that’s all.

And, true to his thoughts, he hears the soft knock and voice he knew could only belong to one man. He smiled and stood up, moving the papers away into a filing cabinet. Work was done for today, after all.

“Feel free to come in, Francis.”

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"Saraaaa!" Francis called, a bright smile on his face as he knocked on her office door. "Might I come in?"

Sara covered the doodles she was making with paperwork she was supposed to be doing. But paperwork was kind of boring, so she was thankful when Francis knocked. “Oh, Francis! You are back from your trip!”

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“Oh, no need to stop what you’re doing because of me, though I wouldn’t mind if you did~” He chuckled and leaned in to give Arthur a peck on the cheek, leaning over his shoulder. “I just wanted to speak with you, amour.”

There was a question weighing on Francis’ mind, but he was struggling to figure out how to ease into the conversation. “That and I wished to see you! Perhaps give you a break from your work, though I know it is important.”

“Well, I am going to drop what I am doing because first, I have enough free time at home to do this later. Second, and more importantly, I care about you more than my work.” He returned the peck with a chuckle and put down his papers, setting them somewhere he could easily see later on when he is returning home.

With that Arthur maneuvered himself to face Francis, resting his arms easily on Francis’ shoulders and raising a brow. “It has been slow, lately, so I do not mind your visits. But I can tell you are here for another reason, you look a bit troubled. Is there something you need?”

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Although it had already been weeks since the event, Arthur still had the mind to fret over Francis’ health. Collapsing all of a sudden in a mission? Francis normally knew better not to do that (even if the both of them were emotionally compromised).

So when Arthur approached the other man in the mafia headquarters (professionally of course, it wasn’t as if their current status of partnership (what even is it, at this point?) was something public as of yet) he kept a neutral look. He felt anything but neutral internally though, but giddiness isn’t something you really want to see in your mafia leader at headquarters.

“You faring well? Eating properly?” Arthur spoke simply, but the questions held deeper meaning beyond what was said literally.

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There’s a moment where Francis’ breath hitches, and he has to take a moment to compose himself. He steps towards Arthur, smiling despite the tears that threaten to drop from his eyes.

“I knew you’d return to me, amour.”

Arthur had to crinkle his brow, scrunching his nose and reaching out to cuff Francis’ softly on the shoulder.

“No need to cry about this, I had faith everyone else would solve the mystery... And I saw how dedicated you were.” He chuckled. It was flattering, honestly, how dedicated Francis became. It tickled his heart into a flutter.

“But even if something had happened, I would have found a way out... Of course I’d return, Francis.”

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"Arthur... mon amour." Here he comes, just gonna wrap his arms around him from behind. "How are you, mon chou? Having a nice day? I know I can say my day is now considerably better, now that I am with you~"

Arthur could hear Francis approach from afar, yet it still caused his heart to skip a beat when he felt the other’s embrace around his waist. He was never going to be used to this, not that he wanted to. There was something refreshing about being caught off-guard for once.

“Ah, just doing the usual. Work, work, and work, of course.” Arthur spoke with a smile, turning to look at Francis. “Although I am ready to drop them on a dime, do you need something?”

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