forum France and a Gay Romance // OxO // CLOSED

Started October 06, 2019 by @ElderGod-Icefire

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(He is 6'4")

Reese cursed in french and glared at the young man who had made his paper wet with the brown liquid. "Regarde où tu vas!" He groaned trying to shake out the liquid.

(Watch where you're going)

(Jesus that's tall XD)

Charlie jumped. "Ah…Mes excuses?" He said slowly, with an American accent. He barely had a passable grip of the language. He understood it better than he spoke it, to be truthful. Which wasn't the best thing. Especially not now, as he peered up at this giant of a person.

(My is apologies. Grammar errors are on purpose to show that he's terrible with French :') )

(Lmao, he is the tallest of all my characters)

Reese sighed. "American?" He asked in a short tone of voice. It was bad enough that he spilled coffee on his newspaper whole running to get his weeks pay, now he was dealing with an American.

(lol he's like…a full eleven inches taller than poor Charlie)

Charlie ducked his head in a nod, turning red. "Yeah. Sorry." he said, looking down at his toes. Fuck. I didn't mean to do that. I was just exploring. We're going to be here for a month, true, but…I want to see as much as possible. This might be my only chance to travel to another country.

"Are you a tourist or wiz a class?" He asked, an accent could be heard in his words, but it wasn't very prominent.

(Think rolling 'R')

"Class. My Uni sent a group here for a month, and I'm part of it." He replied, looking up at Reese. His eyes were still apologetic.

"Where are you staying?" He asked suddenly. The boy seemed familiar, it could be possible that he lived close by where he lived.

"The hotel." Charlie said, then blinked, rubbing his eyes. "Sorry…jet lag." he said. "It's the big one, down on the corner? I can't remember the name." he gave a rueful smile.

"Oh, I live in zee apartments nearby. I was heading to the office. I'll see you around." He smiled and turned around throwing the soggy paper and empty cup in the trash, and walking to the office.

Charlie nodded. "Okay…" He said slowly, watching the taller man go, then bit his lip. I don't know his name…should I ask? Or would that be weird? He wondered. He was just being polite.

Reese stopped walking for a couple minutes and turned back. "Would you like to tour zee city later? I have a free day today and was planning on people watching zew whole time." He laughed lightly

Charlie blinked. "Sure." He replied before he could say no. "What's your name, by the way? I'm Charles Jameson. You can call me Charlie."

"Sirius Vanadey, you can call me Reese." He smiled. "You are welcome to walk with me while I go to the office."

Charlie hesitated, then nodded, catching up to him. "Alright." He shrugged a little, adjusting his bagstrap. He slipped his phone back into his pocket; he had been holding it this whole time.

Reese smiled and led him inside the building where, once he collected his check, he showed Charlie around.

Charlie stuck near him, the short American looking around curiously.

"Where would you like to go first?" Reese asked, once the tour of the fairly old building was complete.

Charlie shrugged. "I don't know. I haven't been anywhere yet. We were just told to explore today. We'll do tours and stuff tomorrow." he replied, looking up at Reese.

Reese nodded. "Let's go to the museum first!"

(What city are they in?)

Charlie grinned. "Alright." He replied, bouncing on his toes as he looked around.

(Paris)

(Ok)

Reese smiled and took his hand, running out the door and in the direction of the museum. The great part about working at the newspaper office was that he got to go out and do stuff. Reese enjoyed taking pictures and managed to snag the last camera before someone else took it. Young to the museum meant being able to check if anything new had happened

Charlie's eyes flickered slightly, and he yelped, running after Reese. He had to take almost three strides for every one of the taller man's, and after three or four blocks, he was panting for breath. "Hey…can we…slow down?" He gasped out. "I can't…keep up. I have short…little legs…that weren't made…for running!"

Reese stopped, only just starting to breath heavily. He laughed at Charlie's expression and apologized. "I'm sorry!!"

Charlie leaned against a light post, and nodded. "'s fine. But keep in mind that you're a giant, and I'm…not." he gestured vaguely at his short, slim form.