France and Spain ~<3

[Bonnefoylover]

(( How to start? How to start......))

It was well into the morning, and Francis was sprawled out in nothing but his underwear on Antonio's bed. No. No. Nothing like /that/ had happened. Instead the two friends an their other member of the bad touch trip, Gilbert had been up late drinking at a bar in Spain. Gilbert had been snatched up in the middle of the fun by his brother, leaving Francis and Antonio.

Once they had gotten back to Antonio's place, Francis was much to tired and work out to even dare to head back. So instead he stayed up with antonio talking until they had both passed out.

[BossSpain]

Antonio lay right next to him, snoring rather loudly and sprawled in a slightly awkward looking position. Even though it was late in the morning, they had been out late and he was still sound asleep. He rolled over and grabbed France's arm.

[Bonnefoylover]

"Mmm...." mumbles something incoherently, moving closer to the other and attaching himself to the other's waist. The awakard position just getting more awkward as he moved his leg over the other's as well sooo deep into his sleep and dreams.

[BossSpain]

Antonio was the fist to wake up. The first thing he noticed was that he and Francis were draped all over each other. He found absolutely nothing strange in this. He nudged the other with his elbow. "Mm, Francis, wake up."

[Bonnefoylover]

"Non, non.... Anlgetterre.... five minutes more... I don't want your breakfast anyways...." He mumbles into his sleep, tightening his hold around the other. "five... more..."

[BossSpain]

He wiped the sleep from his eyes, poking Francis again. "Oye, Francis. 'm not England..." He squirmed, amused but still uncomfortable.

[Bonnefoylover]

"Ah....?" blinks his eyes opens slowly, a small yawn emitijg from his mouth. "Oh... Antonio..." smiles slightly. "Bonjour," he says breaking into a bother small yawn.

[BossSpain]

"Mm, buenos días, Francis...when did we fall asleep?" Sits up, glancing around his room before pushing the blanket down. He doesn't really want to get up, though

[Bonnefoylover]

"Well I'm pretty sure I don't remember either...." he said also sitting up in the bed. He ran a hand through his now slightly messy hair. "Hmm... Gilbert....oh yes. His brother snatched him away before we even left the bar.."

[BossSpain]

"Oh yeah. I remember. And we just sat here and talked until we fell asleep, I guess. Not as much fun without all three of us..."

[Bonnefoylover]

Nods, stretching out his arms. He looks over at the Spaniard. "I think I need a cup of coffee..." he yawned.

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