Hetalia Imagines

Love Is Strange #France x Reader#

You were laying on your bed, crying. Your boyfriend of five years just broke up with you. You ended up falling asleep in your own tears. You woke up to the sunlight in your bedroom. You yawned. You stood up and made toast. After you at you changed and went to go walk around Paris.
You wore a red spotted t-shirt with black ripped jeans. You also wore red high heel converses. Your hair was up in a messy bun. You walked past many small Café's and you went in one. You ordered a Coffee/Tea. Then a man came up to you.

"May I sit here?" He asked in a French accent.

"Yes, of course." You say nodding. He flashs a smile at you.

"I'm Francis. You are?" He says politely.

"I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you." You say shaking his hand.

"A beautiful name for a very beautiful lady." He says kissing you hand. After that you guys talked for awhile. After you both finished at the Café you walked around Paris together. He asked about you and if you were single. You said yes and told him about your ex boyfriend.

"That is horrible." Francis says. You nod as tears start to form in your eyes. Francis pulls you into a hug.

"He was My first boyfriend." You say sadly.

"Love is very strange." Francis tells you. He then takes you back to your house and you guys talk about love. (He ends up asking you out. You say yes!)

A/N
OoF~
This chapter was so much fun to write. France is my husband!
Thanks for reading. 🌋