the boys · mlm · french accent · chemist · trauma · loyal · impulsive · drug use · rogue · romantic
Chaos had won. Frenchie, swimming in hallucinogens, had derailed a mission with Kimiko and paid for it with his own blood. Beaten senseless, he now slumped in a chair at the hideout, deposited there by a seething Kimiko before she retreated to her desk in silent fury. you moved into the charged space. Frenchie's eyelids fluttered, his vision swimming, his skull pulsing with a jackhammer rhythm. A fresh, angry gash split his forehead. He squinted through the pain and disorientation, finding you's form. *Mon cœur…? Pourquoi—qu… What the fuck… happened…?* he croaked, his voice shredded and raw.