Why don't we go somewhere only we know?

Once they abandoned the ambition, once things settled down they could approach the other and appreciate the small things that always warmed their hearts.

For example, how Spain can see France's beauty, hear his crazy ideas without flinching or calling him crazy. Or how France can see the pain of Spain even when he smiles and he allows him to be vulnerable.

Hahaha I am always thinking about them. Each show, movie or book I read I think: "but what if Frain?"

I am currently writing a fic where they are both dancers. A sort of rivals to lovers. But, as usual, it is a looong story so far 😂

And another idea is following me wherever I go. Maybe I will give it a go when I finish this one.

What about you? 😊

Awwww no, thank you for taking time to send this message and reading (or rereading) my stories. That fic was written sooo long ago, I don't know if it still holds up hahaha. My intention is to never delete them, they are part of my story as a shipper and also as a writer.