NOTICE: LAST PROMO CHAP FOR THIS MONTH.
France had no choice but to bring the younger home as it was already late, and he didn't know who to call at this hour. Well it was still seven in the evening but still. They were on the vehicle and the latter was till on his lap with his face on the crook of the elder'sneck. France could feel his breathing. His sudden movements, the beating of his heart, he could feel everything. It feels like he was carrying a huge baby but one that he doesn't mind. He looked at Yvain who was sleeping deeply. His eyes were closed his hair was slightly disheveled. He noticed how perfectly curved were the younger's eyelashes and how petite his nose was. The mole on underneath his left eye and on his neck near his Adams apple. The boylooked very feminine but in a good way.