Close your eyes, Mon Cher. (FrUK, Francis needed, Pafp)

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    [color=gold]I slowly reached forward to take the book, eyes on him the whole time. "Thank you." I said with a smile, a bit more curious. "You appear to be a very strong-willed person. I honestly never would have thought of you as the insecure type, if you hadn't told me. Especially since you have the guts to actually put your work out there, I know many people who are too shy to do something with their talents. You, don't share that same fear, which impresses me greatly." I attempted to compliment, for what it's worth.

    "I filter my insecurities through my characters, one character might be insecure about public speaking, after I made that character, I worked hard to get them past it all the while getting past it as well, later I kill off that character in symbol of me getting past it. One of my current characters he's insecure about who he is...." I bite my lip again, eyes flickering before I shrug, "He's gay, and can't help but notice how people react to that... I have a feeling he'll be in my books for a very very long time." That was my biggest secret ever, and I just told Francis....

    I hid my surprise with a smile. I had just met Arthur today, and he told me some of his deepest emotions. 'No one must listen to this poor fellow... I can't imagine how nice it is to have a listening ear...' I thought. Seeing how nervous it made him to admit these multiple feelings, it was clear he's never told anyone about this before, and I decided to attempt reassuring him. "That is an extremely clever way of dealing with the negative components in life, I've never heard anything like it. If you worry about me telling others of this conversation we're having, don't fret, I can keep secrets."
    I caught the bit about the gay character, which sparked my interest greatly, as well. I couldn't help but wonder why he had chosen me to admit all of this to. He obviously wasn't the type to openly express what he felt, so I couldn't deny that I was stumped.

    I tilt my head to the side, resting my cheek against my palm, smiling softly."Thank you. " and honestly I meant it, "When I was little my mother use to read to me, before things between my mother and father got bad, and I was entranced by the way certain people write. Writing styles vary, and I find it so interesting.... But I'm actually thinking of taking a break from writing... I want to settle down... I mean eventually I want a family..." I sigh softly, a actual family was all I ever really wanted...

    His smile reflected on my face, and a bit of a warm feeling arose when hearing of his past. It was almost as if I could feel the fondness of that memory, before hearing the part about trouble between the parents. "Well, I certainly hope I am entranced with the way you write, Arthur. I have high expectations for this book, and something is telling me I won't be disappointed." I said in response to his first statement.
    My eyes softened when he spoke of having a family. "A common desire, as well as a very fragil one... Have you tried going out to find someone to start a family with?" I questioned, eyebrow slightly raising.

    "Then I hope I live up to your expectations, I just love positive feedback from my readers." The smile was back, but I nodded softly."Francis, London is a lot different than places like Paris or Marseille. They are alike in architecture and monarchy as well as history. But our people see things differently."
    "While your people might find beauty in ones fault, my people focus solely on that." I explain softly, "I've gone out and for awhile it was okay, but then it fell apart, my insecurity got the better of me and I accused him of cheating. I drove him away slowly but surly and it is not something I'm proud of."

    [color=gold]I knew London wasn't exactly complimentary, but I didn't know it could get this bad. "That's very unfortunate, and it pains me to hear such news. I would say that there is a light at the end of every tunnel, but I'm afraid that would be a bit hypocritical. Even so, that doesn't stop us from trying again, no?
    Ah, but, it isn't a decision for me to make. Life might kick you down, but it isn't impossible to get back up, if you're willing to try." I felt like I had already said too much, but I hated to see this man so... Defeated. Arthur clearly had many good qualities, even if he couldn't see them.

    I smile softly, reaching a hand across the table to press it gently against the others cheek before drawing it back. "Thank you, " I glanced at my watch, "It's getting late... Would you like to come get some tea or coffee with me?" I offer grabbing my bookbag and sliding my laptop into it before slinging it over my shoulder.

    [color=gold]I gave a nod, keeping the friendly smile upon my face. I hope that I hadn't been too 'ranty', I tend to get like that a lot, especially when it came to cheering others up. "I would love to." On the other, more positive hand, I was overjoyed to have made a new friend already.
    'And a cute one, at that.'

    I smile softly back,heading up the street towards my flat. "We've talked for ages about me, give me something about you." I requested softly.

    [color=gold]"Ah... Well..." I began to think, as I started to follow him. "I never really had any family issues, my mother and father raised me in quite a serene environment... We didn't have much, but we didn't need wealth to be happy. Mother had the knack for gardening, she always would exclaim, 'Look how beautiful it is today,' whenever the sun was shining... Then she'd take me outside, and we usually would be working in the garden together until my father returned from work." This was by far the fondest memory I had of my family. "I never did have a very eventful childhood. You could say it was very bland." A was silent for a bit before continuing. "The only problem I ever ran into was recently... Sometimes I forget how easy it is to manipulate the kindness of others."

    I gently slip a hand into the others, offering silent comfort. "Is there any real reason for her leaving you?" I ask, watching the Frenchman quietly.

    [color=gold]I forced my cheeks to keep their neutral hue, not wanting to show any form of blush. "Well... Once I begin to think about it, yes, I can name all the times I slipped up." I sighed.

    "Honestly the woman was mad to ever let you go." I think back on my words before flushing and stuttering, "I-I mean you're nice and thoughtful....Definitely romantic."

    [color=gold]Very nice compliments, yes... But did he say romantic? "Ahah, well, mon ami, thank you for the compliments. Such sharp observation skills, I see." I replied to his kind words with a smile, and any attempts to keep a blush away had shattered.

    "Of course, comes with being a author I guess." He smiled warmly, "But your welcome." Arthur shivered slightly at the nippy weather of England,

    [color=gold]Frowning slightly, I could see the small shiver he gave. "Would you like my scarf? I really have no use for it, I'm not very cold." I offered, already beginning to take the scarf off.

    I flush pink, "N-no thank you, it's not that big of a deal." I stutter out, looking away. "We're not that far from my flat so really it's no big deal. "

    [color=gold]I wrapped it back around my neck, nodding a bit. "Alright. I just noticed your ears are getting a bit on the red side." I said, giving a tiny chuckle.