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At the moment, there was not one fuck in the world that Fran could give.

He was lying on his stomach, head resting on his crossed arms as Belphegor kneaded his upper back. If he could, he would purr. If it wasn't something that would probably (and most certainly) cause Bel to shoot off of him, ask him what the hell was wrong with him, and pelt him with knives. Which, of course, Bel would do randomly because he was bored, but Fran really didn't want to it to happen at the moment.

They were currently on day twenty of Hey! We're just going to stick you guys in a huge ass jungle with odd creatures and shit for an entire month! Have fun! And so far, they had yet to kill each other, which Fran had to say, was rather awesome. Because he was finding that, yeah okay, his husband was rather hot and at times could be amazing and caring.

"Your back is so pretty. It makes me want to cut it open."

At times he could be amazing and caring.

At times.

"Senpai... Get off me if you're just going to think thoughts about marring my back."

He was pushed forward more, with an 'oomph' as Bel fell against him. "But you're comfy."

"And you're annoying me. So are you going to get off?"

"Hmm... No."

Oh. Well, okay then.

With a sigh, Fran turned his head so that he could look up at Bel. "What's on your mind right now?"

Over the past few days, while nursing Fran back to health after catching a rather horrible cold, Bel had become more talkative. Well, more talkative than he'd originally been; he'd been adding Talking About Bel's Feelings to the list and Fran was really surprised to find that he enjoyed it when Bel spoke about the things that he liked and disliked. He felt like he was finally getting to know his husband as a person instead of the cold blooded killer that he'd been forced to marry.

It was a start.

A small one, but a start.

Bel leaned down and planted a soft kiss at the top of his spine; it had taken a lot of bribing to get Fran to agree to take off his shirt for the massage, but in the end he was glad that he did. "How pretty you'd look with my marks on you."

Fran placed his head back down on his arms. "That's so romantic, honey."

"Really?"

Bel sounded so pleased of himself that Fran couldn't resist rolling his eyes. "I was being sarcastic."

"Oh."

Tilting his head to the side, Fran asked, "What mark?"

"Hmm?"

"What mark would you put on me? Like a tattoo?"

Bel snickered and placed a few more kisses down Fran's spine. Fran may have shivered. He may have shivered. "No, I'd carve my name into your skin."

Fran frowned. "I'm not that kinky, Bel-senpai."

"Shi shi. And what if Iam?"

"Then our sex life is going to be even more non-existent than it is now," Fran stated firmly, rolling his shoulders a bit, barely holding out his gasp as Bel followed his movements with his lips. Ever since Fran had admitted to liking him, Bel had been increasingly touchy-feely. Fran really didn't know what to make of it.

"We have a sex life?"

"No, but if you keep talking about carving thing into my skin, there will never be one."

Bel leaned forward and shoved his face right next to Fran's. He breathed out heavily and then pouted. "I want a sex life, though, Froggy. I want one real bad."

Fran placed his pointer finger on Bel's hair covered forehead and pushed him back slightly. "Then go get one."

Not even one millisecond later he realized that he probably shouldn't have said that; the smile that appeared on Bel's face was slightly off putting, seeing as he'd never seen Bel smile like that, and he was graced with that smile for about half a second before Bel pounced.

He was able to get out half a yelp before Bel's lips descended on his, his husband eager and, he had to admit, rather forceful with his advances. Since his mouth had already been open because of his apparent need to yelp every time Bel kissed him, there was nothing to stop the prince from shoving his tongue straight into Fran's mouth right from the get go. Eager little thing, aren't you, Fran thought as he rolled his eyes before he let them drift shut as his Bel rolled them.

Bel ended up on top of him, which Fran didn't complain about at all. Bel was an enthusiastic kisser, which countered Fran's lazy kissing style perfectly; he let Bel take control because he couldn't be bothered with the so-called "domination" of the kisses they shared. He shifted underneath Bel so that they were chest to chest and slid a hand up to tangle in Bel's hair.

Bel tasted like apples and rain, which Fran found himself wanting to taste more of. He slid his both of his hands farther into Bel's hair and scraped his fingernails against his scalp, secretly loving the groan that escaped Bel's lips. Bel exhaled through his nose and the air bounced across his face, causing him to scrunch up his nose as the need to itch took over. "Senpai," he mumbled out once Bel left his mouth in favor of the spot right underneath his ear; the one spot that always managed to turn him into a pile of goo.

In response to him talking, Bel lightly bit the skin where his mouth was before locking his lips around it and sucking on the skin.

Oh, okay then, Fran thought as he lost the ability to move his limbs. You go ahead and do that, uh-huh. Just make me lose all ability to even-

His thoughts were cut off as he let out a yelp, feeling Bel's teeth sink into his skin suddenly. "H-hey!"

Bel pulled his teeth away and ran his tongue over where he'd bit the skin. "Hmm?"

"What was that for?"

"I told you I wanted to mark your skin."

"So you... bit me?"

Bel let out a laugh, one that caused his nose to crinkle. It looked so adorable that Fran couldn't help but lean up and press a kiss to the nose. The laugh immediately vanished and once he'd laid back down on the bed Fran knew that Bel was staring at him.

"What?"

Bel leaned down so that they were pressed chest to chest. "That was the first time you did something that cute to me."

Oh. Well, okay then.

Fran let out a huff of air and then pushed Bel off of him. "Get off, senpai. We need to eat, okay?"

Bel frowned, but rolled away with Fran's push, then collapsed on the bed next to him and threw his limbs out. "The prince isn't that hungry, really."

Fran froze, halfway off of the bed. "...really."

Bel shrugged. "Yeah, I haven't been hungry lately. Dunno why, though..."

Fran let a frown appear on his face. "If you're getting sick-"

'The prince doesn't get sick."

It was said with such firmness that Fran held his hands up. "Okay, okay. You don't get sick. Sure." He stood up, then put his hands together and pushed them above his head, arching his back and scrunching his face up as he stretched. Since he'd been sick, Bel had not let him get out of the bed, claiming that he could take care of Fran himself.

He'd been surprisingly good at it.

He was still stretching when Bel crawled over and traced a finger around the small of his back, the coldness sinking through to his skin from where his shirt had ridden up. Fran let out a yelp and side-stepped away from the finger, then looked over his shoulder and glared at Bel. He was going to open his mouth when he took note of the pale skin and the sweat starting to cover Bel's face. "Senpai, I think that you're getting sick."

Bel let out a 'che' sound and rolled back on to his back. "I don't get sick, freak," he said as he grabbed the comforter and yanked it over him, rolling around twice so that he was completely covered, burrito style, in the blanket.

"Uh huh," Fran said. "You're a lying wuss, Senpai," he deadpanned, turning on his heel to walk to the window; he looked out at the rain, then pushed the window open, letting the cold air rush in.

"H-hey! It's cold!"

"Feels nice, actually..."

"Fuck you."

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

{~*~}

Tsuna had always sucked at hide and seek.

He'd always been the first person found during the first round, and he was always stuck at finding everyone for the rest of the time they spent playing it. He'd thought that running from his pissed off boss and Fran when he had headaches would have helped increase his ability to hide.

He was learning, rather quickly, that he still sucked at hide and seek.

"For just how long are you planning on running away from me?"

Tsuna let out an 'eep' and dashed from where he was hiding from behind a curtain. "Until Fran signs that release form!" He turned the corner sharply and promptly found his next hiding spot.

Mukuro let out a tired sigh. "He's not going to sign the fucking release form, you idiot. It's his payback, or whatever. Just deal with it," he growled out as he walked down the hall, not even bothering to run after the shorter man; he'd find him within the next five minutes, anyway.

Sure enough, not even one minute later, a scuffling sound came from behind a rather large pot and he walked over to it, then reached in and grabbed the thin arm and yanked Tsuna out. He came kicking (and Mukuro was pretty sure that he'd actually been bit – the kid was gaining some points. He probably wasn't going to be his favorite, like Fran, but he would be up there), not wanting to give into his fate.

"No, I'm not going to be your apprentice, I won't! I won't, I won't, I won't, I won't, I won't-"

Rolling his eyes, Mukuro placed him on the ground, put a finger underneath Tsuna's chin, tilted it up and planted a quick kiss to the moving lips. He'd learned that the most efficient way to get a person to shut up was to kiss them.

Tsuna? He proved that theory wrong.

He did not shut up once Mukuro kissed him – in fact, he got louder, and his punches started to hurt. "Yough bsterrdfd gerrooff m'!"

Mukuro only backed down once Tsuna bit him because ow. "Okay, okay," he said, laughing softly to himself once he got a good look at Tsuna's face when he pulled away. Tsuna had his eyes closed tight, his lips puckered and frowning and his face turned up; his fists were still going to town on Mukuro's chest. "I guess I'll let you go hide now, let your panic build to a boiling point," he laughed out, ruffling Tsuna's hair as he turned away and headed down the hall.

Tsuna yelled after him. "So what? You're just going to start randomly kissing me now? See if I work for you now!"

Mukuro let his laugh out and it bounced around the walls as he continued to walk. "Sure thing, shorty!"

Tsuna's half yelp half growl had Mukuro smirking for the rest of the evening.

{~*~}

Bel was madly in love with Fran. He honestly was, even though he didn't really know how to show it.

Since there was only one bed in the cottage, they shared it, and he loved waking up earlier than his husband because it meant that he could just watch him. Sometimes he'd run his hands through Fran's hair or let his fingers glide over the skin on Fran's face, caressing and touching. Other times he plant a few kisses randomly on Fran's face and then watch until the frog woke up.

Fran just... got him, like no other person had. He'd never been intimidated, had never taken any shit from him, and had always fought back with a fire in his eyes that never showed in his voice or facial expressions. Bel was glad that it had been Fran that he'd fallen in love with – he was pretty much perfect for him.

At the moment, Fran was still sleeping, both his arms bent and up, resting by his head. Bel watched as his chest rose and fell with every breath, a small smile on his face. The only time he'd really seen Fran laid open had been while he was sleeping, otherwise, Fran was just emotionless and blank. Bel really liked seeing Fran like that – he wanted to be the only one who saw Fran like that.

He slipped one hand underneath his head and reached over to run a finger over Fran's cheek. Fran's eyebrows furrowed slightly and his head turned towards the direction of Bel's finger. Snickering softly, Bel leaned down and placed a soft kiss to Fran's forehead, then he shifted his face so that it was burried in his husband's hair. He stayed there for a few minutes, basking in his happiness.

A sharp breeze of wind blew through the open window; Fran shivered but didn't move. Frowning at the goosebumps showing up on Fran's skin, Bel slid out of the bed covers and headed over to the window. He slid it shut slowly so that it didn't slam shut once it was finally closed, then, rubbing his arms, made a dash for the bed and slid underneath the covers. As he did so, Fran shivered again, so Bel reached over and scooped him up, then pulled the comforter up and over them so that only their heads were uncovered.

"Froggy..." he whispered, watching the way that Fran's eyes were moving back and forth underneath his eyelids.

Fran's head shifted closer to him at the words.

"I love you, Fran."

A tiny smile appeared on Fran's lips, and Bel loved it. He leaned forward, planted a quick kiss to that smile, then snuggled his face into the spot where Fran's neck met his shoulders and promptly fell asleep.

Five minutes later, once Bel was in a deep sleep, Fran cracked his eye open, then glanced down at the sleeping prince. "I think I might love you too, Bel."

{~*~}

Bel was sick.

And not in the, I'm going to kill you for the fun of it sick.

He was just sick.

As in, fuck my life why is everything so cold and FUCK! Don't take the blankets away you fucker! I'll kill you! kind of sick

Fran supposed that Bel had caught the cold that Fran had had previously, but when the rain had been pouring for four days straight, he wasn't sure if it was because one of the windows had a leak or if Bel was just being his normal stupid self and rushing out in the rain to find them food.

Fran would find them food.

He could.

Bel wouldn't let him, though.

The fucker...

With a sigh, he grabbed the water that he'd put into a bowl and walked over to the bed. Bel was laying on it, a permanent frown on his face. Fran rolled his eyes. "Oh please. Stop with the pouting, senpai. At least it's just a cold."

Bel's frown deepened. "'m not sick," he said. Then he turned his head and proceeded to cough for two minutes straight.

Fran sat down next to him on the bed and watched as Bel tried to scoot way from him. He followed every time until Bel's only option for moving was to roll off of the bed.

"Go'way," Bel said through his stuffy nose.

"You're a really whiny bitch when you're sick, senpai," Fran deadpanned as he picked up the water-soaked cloth and laid it across Bel's forehead.

"...shuddup," Bel whined and Fran sighed.

"Senpai, just let me take care of you this time, okay? It's what couples do."

Bel froze, which allowed Fran to dab at his forehead with the cloth. "Do...do you mean it?" Bel asked hesitantly.

"Mean what?"

"What you said... about couples taking care of each other..."

Fran cocked his head to the side to give Bel a few seconds to panic before he nodded. "Yes, I supposed that I do. I mean, we're married, and I already said that I like you. This whole jungle experience could be considered the mother fucker of horrible dates, but oh well. And I..." He bit his lip, then decided to hell with it. "And there's a rather large chance that I'm falling in love with you."

The look that Bel gave him was blinding, so blinding that Fran had to lean down to give Bel a soft kiss. He pulled away after a few moments, then bit out, "If I get sick again, I'm killing you, whether I'm in love with you by then or not."

Bel's snickering that turned into a rather rough coughing session was enough to put the smile back on Fran's face for a while -

At least until Bel grabbed him and forced him underneath the covers, then forced him to engage in a long cuddle/nap session.

That? That put the smile on Fran's face for the rest of the day.

Author's notes:

HEEEEEEEY. I'M ALIVE.

Soooooooo so sooo sorry that this took so long! I feel like I need to beg for forgiveness.

And also, I'm sorry about the length. I wanted it to be longer, but the original draft for this story had this chapter shorter than what it is now. The next chapter will be longer, though! I am already working on it! I can't give you a specific date for the next chapter, but know that it won't take as long as this one did.

Anyway, I'd appreciate feedback and all that shit.

I hope that you enjoyed this chapter! They're making progress. :D

Fall in love, Fran. It's easy. Just do it.

Also, I now have a tumblr. And it's fucking awesome. I love it. If you ever want to chat or some shit, hit me up! The link is in my profile.

Love,

UO

(ps: I still stand by my statement in my previous author's note for this chapter: go eat pie. Seriously. I had some yesterday. It's fucking delicious.)