leeze-aye-faire

 Francis often stumbles across Arthur swaying his hips silently to certain love songs (Arthur swears that they just happened to play whenever he puts his music on shuffle) while sweeping the floor to the silent beat. (They have an agreement stemming from Arthur's ability to char anything harder to make than boiling water and sometimes that too. Francis does all the cooking and Arthur stays away from the kitchen and cleans.) Sometimes (although rarely does Arthur drop his defenses so low), Arthur is dancing with his broom, his vacuum, his dish towel, or whatever his weapon of choice is of the day, as if he would with a lover, with his eyes sh

"Francis" "Yes mon cher? Why is it you have brought me out here so unceremoniously? I have some ladies to attend to if you are done." Francis cocked his head in the direction of the girls he had just been flirting with just moments ago and smirked. "Quit it with the stupid pet names Bonnefoy. We both know that you don't swing that way. I… We need to get started on our group project and I thought that a little distance from that noisy classroom would prevent any further distractions," Alice said pointedly directing all her frustrations at the said classroom. "What are you talking about Victoria? I simply appreciate the beauty of both m

Victoria Kirkland mentally screamed. She would have coupled it with some hair-tearing and possibly a few swear words here and there (her older brother unfortunately, was not exactly the best of influence a sibling could have) if not for the fact that she was in literature class. What was once her absolute favorite subject was soon becoming one of her most hated classes when she saw who she was partnered up with for the midterm project.  The teacher must have some kind of personal vendetta against me. Why must I be paired up with Francis? Bloody pervert. She gritted her teeth, refused to look at the smirk she knew was growing on Fra