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UPDATE! on 10/02/2016
I revamped this, reworded some things. Because believe it or not. I finally wrote the two endings to this. After almost 3 years XD
Happy and Sad endings are up~
Running from the taxi as the rain poured down, he spotted her, making him smile. ___ entered her favorite café, his café. Francis took a deep breath and tied back his hair the way she likes it. Today was the day Francis was going to tell ___ he loves her. He had to get to know her better, even if it meant rejection. He had her usual breakfast ready.
See every time he tried to ask ___ out, she'd get an excuse and leave. He asked around to figure out why. The reason being that she’s never had a boyfriend and knows Francis is a player and doesn't wait to get played. For the past 6 months, Francis stopped seeing all his normal hookups, stopped going to clubs, and mainly focused on her. All in hopes to get a chance just to date her.
He watched her unhappy face turn into a smile from the smell of the café. The smell of bread, eggs, chocolate, coffee and fresh pastries.
"Morning Francis." She smiled at him, as she put her stuff down at her normal table. His butterflies started to whirl. Her soft plump lips curved to show her dimples and her eyes slightly crinkled from the true smile. He stood there like an idiot with a dreamy smile. "Hello, Francis?" She giggled and poked his cheek.
He shook his head. "Morning, ma chère." He mentally slapped himself, she makes him act so out of character it even threw him.
"Can I get my usual?"
"Of course anything else?"
"You were out of blueberry crumble yesterday. Got any today?"
"I made a fresh sheet this morning just for you, they also have a surprise in the middle."
"I love it when you cook something different."
"Do want one?"
"Oh, Francis you know me better than that don't you?"
He laughed. "Two blueberry crumble cake pieces coming right up. Ohonon~!" She giggled then started organizing her backpack and her messenger bag.
He sighed, she was lovely, her damp hair was clinging to her face. He ran off the kitchen to get her usual. He peered through the kitchen door, balancing her plates on his arm. Waiting for her to go to the restroom like she does very morning. She grabbed her backpack and walked to the bathroom. As soon as she was in the restroom, Francis went to her table quickly. He laid down her hash brown where he formed two eggs as eyes and bacon for the hair and sausage for the mouth. He placed the hot chocolate and pieces of blueberry crumble down. Then he set down a letter and put her book on top of it. The letter had his confession and an explanation to everything on his mind for these past 6 months.
Thankful the café stayed slow, meaning he could join her for breakfast. ___ came here every other morning and every Friday she stayed longer, until about lunchtime, because she didn't work on weekends at all. She went to the gym, then came to his café, then to the library then come back to the café to read and relax before heading home. Needless to say, Francis knew her schedule inside and out. He also loved Fridays because how much he got to see her and talk to her if it wasn't busy of course. Today, though, it was raining, business was usually really slow during the rain.
The flirting between both of them had been going steady for a good 4 months and he wasn't going to chicken out anymore. He sat down across from the place he had set up for her.
"Oh, Francis!" She beamed from ear to ear. "This is so cute! I might just not eat it until my friend shows up to show him!"
Francis smile quickly faded, guy-friend or a gal-friend, coming here? He quickly put on a fake smile. "I am okay if you want to show off my skills but it'd be a shame for it to get cold." He was trying so hard not to twitch, had he waited too long?
"My friend will be here any moment. I will definitely show it off!" She giggled with happiness.
"You've never brought a friend in before. Special occasion?" Francis was trying to keep his cool.
She blushed slightly. "Not really. Just hanging out with him. Oh there he is!"'
’Why was she blushing? Can I even look at this "friend" of hers?’ Francis thoughts were raging with many emotions at once.
"Matt," she waved, "over here." The Canadian boy turned with a shy and unsure look.
Francis' whole world stopped. His little brother. What was Matt doing with his ___ all day? How did they even meet? Francis’ heart was racing and almost contracting with pain.
"Matt, this is Francis, my favorite cook in the whole world!" She gusted to him, his eyes bugged at his brother.
"Oh, hey bro," Matt whispered.
"Brother?" ___ looked between them quickly. "You two are related?"
"Francis, he raised me. I was going to tell you I knew him but I couldn't figure out how too." Matt looked down. ___'s face went beat red.
"Hello, brother," Francis whispered with a broken look on his face....
I revamped this, reworded some things. Because believe it or not. I finally wrote the two endings to this. After almost 3 years XD
Happy and Sad endings are up~
Running from the taxi as the rain poured down, he spotted her, making him smile. ___ entered her favorite café, his café. Francis took a deep breath and tied back his hair the way she likes it. Today was the day Francis was going to tell ___ he loves her. He had to get to know her better, even if it meant rejection. He had her usual breakfast ready.
See every time he tried to ask ___ out, she'd get an excuse and leave. He asked around to figure out why. The reason being that she’s never had a boyfriend and knows Francis is a player and doesn't wait to get played. For the past 6 months, Francis stopped seeing all his normal hookups, stopped going to clubs, and mainly focused on her. All in hopes to get a chance just to date her.
He watched her unhappy face turn into a smile from the smell of the café. The smell of bread, eggs, chocolate, coffee and fresh pastries.
"Morning Francis." She smiled at him, as she put her stuff down at her normal table. His butterflies started to whirl. Her soft plump lips curved to show her dimples and her eyes slightly crinkled from the true smile. He stood there like an idiot with a dreamy smile. "Hello, Francis?" She giggled and poked his cheek.
He shook his head. "Morning, ma chère." He mentally slapped himself, she makes him act so out of character it even threw him.
"Can I get my usual?"
"Of course anything else?"
"You were out of blueberry crumble yesterday. Got any today?"
"I made a fresh sheet this morning just for you, they also have a surprise in the middle."
"I love it when you cook something different."
"Do want one?"
"Oh, Francis you know me better than that don't you?"
He laughed. "Two blueberry crumble cake pieces coming right up. Ohonon~!" She giggled then started organizing her backpack and her messenger bag.
He sighed, she was lovely, her damp hair was clinging to her face. He ran off the kitchen to get her usual. He peered through the kitchen door, balancing her plates on his arm. Waiting for her to go to the restroom like she does very morning. She grabbed her backpack and walked to the bathroom. As soon as she was in the restroom, Francis went to her table quickly. He laid down her hash brown where he formed two eggs as eyes and bacon for the hair and sausage for the mouth. He placed the hot chocolate and pieces of blueberry crumble down. Then he set down a letter and put her book on top of it. The letter had his confession and an explanation to everything on his mind for these past 6 months.
Thankful the café stayed slow, meaning he could join her for breakfast. ___ came here every other morning and every Friday she stayed longer, until about lunchtime, because she didn't work on weekends at all. She went to the gym, then came to his café, then to the library then come back to the café to read and relax before heading home. Needless to say, Francis knew her schedule inside and out. He also loved Fridays because how much he got to see her and talk to her if it wasn't busy of course. Today, though, it was raining, business was usually really slow during the rain.
The flirting between both of them had been going steady for a good 4 months and he wasn't going to chicken out anymore. He sat down across from the place he had set up for her.
"Oh, Francis!" She beamed from ear to ear. "This is so cute! I might just not eat it until my friend shows up to show him!"
Francis smile quickly faded, guy-friend or a gal-friend, coming here? He quickly put on a fake smile. "I am okay if you want to show off my skills but it'd be a shame for it to get cold." He was trying so hard not to twitch, had he waited too long?
"My friend will be here any moment. I will definitely show it off!" She giggled with happiness.
"You've never brought a friend in before. Special occasion?" Francis was trying to keep his cool.
She blushed slightly. "Not really. Just hanging out with him. Oh there he is!"'
’Why was she blushing? Can I even look at this "friend" of hers?’ Francis thoughts were raging with many emotions at once.
"Matt," she waved, "over here." The Canadian boy turned with a shy and unsure look.
Francis' whole world stopped. His little brother. What was Matt doing with his ___ all day? How did they even meet? Francis’ heart was racing and almost contracting with pain.
"Matt, this is Francis, my favorite cook in the whole world!" She gusted to him, his eyes bugged at his brother.
"Oh, hey bro," Matt whispered.
"Brother?" ___ looked between them quickly. "You two are related?"
"Francis, he raised me. I was going to tell you I knew him but I couldn't figure out how too." Matt looked down. ___'s face went beat red.
"Hello, brother," Francis whispered with a broken look on his face....
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You shook your head sadly and pulled at your wet clothes. They felt tight, like they were going to suffocate you if you didn’t remove them. “No, there is no point.”
Sinking to the sit on the sidewalk with the rain splattering the ground around you, you let out a cry and burst into tears. “H-He’s not coming. He’s with someone else.”
You put your head in your hands and sobbed quietly.
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I sigh.I was at b/f/n which was my best friend and it was her wedding.While I was I thought I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist.I smile a bit.As I turn my head to see my boyfriend Francis."what is wrong?"He says as he nuzzle my neck.I giggle a little.
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UPDATE! on 10/02/2016
I revamped this, reworded some things. Because believe it or not. I finally wrote the two endings to this. After almost 3 years XD
Sad ending: France x Reader, sad ending
Happy ending: France x Reader, happy ending
So this is part one, I am typing two different endings to this because my mind cannot decide on happy or sad so I am going to do both. I will put up the links when I get them all typed up for you guys. Which if I do that in all of my free time might be a week from now.
If there are errors or something does not make sense, please tell me. I am sick, woot recovery, and I didn't send this over to my editor because I wanted it posted today. Also, it would have been posted sooner but I've typed this story about three times because my phone kept deleting what I had already typed, so if it seems to be missing pieces or rushed it is because I had the story type two times before and I did forgot what I had and not had put in.
I hope you like it and I thank you guys in advance for all the favorites that I know I will get just from my amazing watchers at least.
Well off to bed, I actually have to work and go to school tomorrow but at least it is half way through the week right?
I typed this as an apology for being gone so long when I know I still have request and messages to reply to.
Plot --> LalahBug
Characters belong to Hetalia and its creator.
You belong to you, for now muahaha.
Got Picture from here: s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/7…
I revamped this, reworded some things. Because believe it or not. I finally wrote the two endings to this. After almost 3 years XD
Sad ending: France x Reader, sad ending
Happy ending: France x Reader, happy ending
So this is part one, I am typing two different endings to this because my mind cannot decide on happy or sad so I am going to do both. I will put up the links when I get them all typed up for you guys. Which if I do that in all of my free time might be a week from now.
If there are errors or something does not make sense, please tell me. I am sick, woot recovery, and I didn't send this over to my editor because I wanted it posted today. Also, it would have been posted sooner but I've typed this story about three times because my phone kept deleting what I had already typed, so if it seems to be missing pieces or rushed it is because I had the story type two times before and I did forgot what I had and not had put in.
I hope you like it and I thank you guys in advance for all the favorites that I know I will get just from my amazing watchers at least.
Well off to bed, I actually have to work and go to school tomorrow but at least it is half way through the week right?
I typed this as an apology for being gone so long when I know I still have request and messages to reply to.
Plot --> LalahBug
Characters belong to Hetalia and its creator.
You belong to you, for now muahaha.
Got Picture from here: s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/7…
© 2013 - 2024 LalahBug
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I really can't wait until the next part.