"Ugh, decisions are so difficult… Given the choice of anyone in the world, whom would you want as a dinner guest?" And right into some questions they went.
"Hmmm… probably… My father. He stayed in Paris when ma mére et moi moved here. I miss him already. Okay, if you had one day to do whatever you wanted, what would you do?"
How could he be honest about this, he'd obviously spend it with Belle but he couldn't say that… "I'd spend it with someone I cared about, just doing whatever they wanted, maybe,"
Fleur nodded. "Now ask me something again."
"Noooo. Not at all." She shook her head quickly.
"Yes you are, you're laughing at me!" He looked up at her, just standing there because he wasn't sure if he could lay on her again after what happened.
"What?? No! Why would I do that?" She couldn't look him in the eye without bursting into giggles so she didn't.
"Ugh, decisions are so difficult… Given the choice of anyone in the world, whom would you want as a dinner guest?" And right into some questions they went.
"Hmmm… probably… My father. He stayed in Paris when ma mére et moi moved here. I miss him already. Okay, if you had one day to do whatever you wanted, what would you do?"
How could he be honest about this, he'd obviously spend it with Belle but he couldn't say that… "I'd spend it with someone I cared about, just doing whatever they wanted, maybe,"
Fleur nodded. "Now ask me something again."
" For what in your life do you feel most grateful for?"
"What?? No! Why would I do that?" She couldn't look him in the eye without bursting into giggles so she didn't.
He sighed, "This is abusive,"
"Yet you still love me." She smiled sweetly. She snapped and changed into different sweatpants, the action cleaning the cushions as well. "There. All fixed."
Lillian tugged a small smile onto her face, "Oh shut up."
"Make me…"
Lillian put a finger to his lips, "Later. Once we're alone."
"Promise?" he whispered.
Lillian nodded and she whispered back, "Promise."
He smiled. “My head still hurts, I think I…” He didn’t say anything else, just clamped his mouth shut and walked upstairs.
"Ugh, decisions are so difficult… Given the choice of anyone in the world, whom would you want as a dinner guest?" And right into some questions they went.
"Hmmm… probably… My father. He stayed in Paris when ma mére et moi moved here. I miss him already. Okay, if you had one day to do whatever you wanted, what would you do?"
How could he be honest about this, he'd obviously spend it with Belle but he couldn't say that… "I'd spend it with someone I cared about, just doing whatever they wanted, maybe,"
Fleur nodded. "Now ask me something again."
" For what in your life do you feel most grateful for?"
"Ma familie et mes amies!" Fleur replied. "And arriving here safely from the flight." She thought for a moment. "When you were a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?"
"Yet you still love me." She smiled sweetly. She snapped and changed into different sweatpants, the action cleaning the cushions as well. "There. All fixed."
“Yup! All except for my pride.”
She shrugged. "That's up to you to fix sugar."
Lillian followed him up, she really couldn't be left alone with his family right now.
She shrugged. "That's up to you to fix sugar."
"Do I get to lay back down or did I lose my privileges?"
" For what in your life do you feel most grateful for?"
"Ma familie et mes amies!" Fleur replied. "And arriving here safely from the flight." She thought for a moment. "When you were a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?"
"Oh no… An astronaut," he blushed, "I was a strange kid,"
Lillian followed him up, she really couldn't be left alone with his family right now.
He sat down on the bathroom floor and stared at the wall.
She shrugged. "That's up to you to fix sugar."
"Do I get to lay back down or did I lose my privileges?"
She reached out at him, grabbing the air. "Noooo, come here, periods require cuddles."
Lillian leaned against the doorway. She wondered what he was doing, but was there him.
" For what in your life do you feel most grateful for?"
"Ma familie et mes amies!" Fleur replied. "And arriving here safely from the flight." She thought for a moment. "When you were a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?"
"Oh no… An astronaut," he blushed, "I was a strange kid,"
Fleur giggled. "You couldn't have been that strange. My best friend in elementary school wanted to be an astronaut. Her name was Léna."
She reached out at him, grabbing the air. "Noooo, come here, periods require cuddles."
"Okay, okay," he smiled and laid back on her, "No promises it won't happen again,"
"Oh no… An astronaut," he blushed, "I was a strange kid,"
Fleur giggled. "You couldn't have been that strange. My best friend in elementary school wanted to be an astronaut. Her name was Léna."
"She sounds wonderful, I unfortunately never got into the space exploration career but… oh well," He shrugged. "Well, you're french… Have you ever been French kissed before?"
"Meh. Whatever." She smiled a little, shrugging.
"Meh. Whatever." She smiled a little, shrugging.
"You don't even care, you probably liked it,"
"I didn't say that but sure! Whatever you say."
Lillian leaned against the doorway. She wondered what he was doing, but was there him.
He glanced at the toilet, "I will not ruin Christmas,"
"I didn't say that but sure! Whatever you say."
"Well, you didn't hate it,"
Lillian walked over and sat down next to him. She rubbed circles on his back, "It wouldn't be ruining Christmas.
Other people have done that already.
"Mostly because I didn't feel like I had the right to. I'm in pain, I couldn't have moved if I wanted to."
"She sounds wonderful, I unfortunately never got into the space exploration career but… oh well," He shrugged. "Well, you're french… Have you ever been French kissed before?"
Fleur blushed. "Um… no."
"Really? Never been kissed? That's amusing, you should really, uh, try it," he glanced at her lips momentarily before looking back up at her eyes, what was he doing?
