I remember France was always cool, so he was the best to cuddle during the summer. I had a memory triggered by my current, er, breakdown? Meltdown? I don't know what to call it, depression hit real bad, though I'm coherent now.
Anyways, the memory was of Francois coming up behind me, while i had shut myself in the bedroom, and he rubbed my shoulder, and gave me a kiss on the head, and pulled me up into his arms. We sat there for a while, gently rocking, Francois rubbing my back while i sobbed. I was so warm, and his cool skin helped me to cool down. It felt really nice. Eventually he texted Carlos, and had him bring in a glass of water. He had stayed out since they knew i needed just Francois. Carlos would be too much, though that was a fact that went unspoken. He brought in the glass of water, and Francois slowly coaxed me into drinking it.
Francois and i cuddled for a bit, while Carlos busied himself with making me toast with strawberry jam, and he brought it in along with a box of tissues, and Francois cleaned up my face a bit before going and finding me a nice outfit to change into to boost my confidence (it wound up a pink dress. I loved it). I blew my nose and munched on the toast and Carlos made me laugh. Francois helped me to change, gently tickling me and making me giggle, and then we all stared in awe at how beautiful i looked, and i couldn't help but cover them both in kisses.
It was really nice. I miss it so much. It's such a sad memory at first, because of the emotions that came along with it, but now that I have the full clear thing, I'm smiling. Still wish for the good old days, but the past is in the past, and there's nothing I can do, so i might as well embrace the now
