Title: All That I Have
Word Count: 2,255
Characters/Pairings: FrUK, APH: England, APH: France
Summary: ”What’s so important about Paris, anyway?” Alfred asked, watching Arthur and Marianne in the rear-view mirror. “I mean, I know it’s the city of love and everything; I get that. But there must be a bigger reason if you’re willing to run away from a nursing home with no money and commit grand theft auto to get there.”
”Stop being so dramatic!” Arthur protested, hitting the back of Alfred’s seat with his cane. “I did bring money and I have no idea what you mean, 'grand theft auto.' What nonsense! I gave the car back when you agreed to take us there.”
“Your plan was to get to Paris with 50 pounds and a car that you stole. I don’t see how I’m being dramatic when-” He was interrupted by Marianne, clearing her throat regally for attention.
”We met in Paris, after the war. When the city was very old and we were very young and nothing was simple there, not even poverty, nor sudden money, nor the moonlight, nor right and wrong nor the breathing of someone who lay beside you in the moonlight.”