Hetalia x Male Reader

France x Male Reader: Perfect

For The_Repentance

"Why are you always so perfect?"

"Huh?"

"Haven't you ever done something wrong?"

"Yesterday, I wore a different shirt than my mom told me to wear."

"That's not bad."

"I think, it was...."

"That settles it! Tomorrow, we are going to the mall to give you a complete makeover!"

"But, Francis, I'm not allowed to go to the mall."

"Where the hell are you allowed to go then!?"

"The library, and school, home too."

"I'll be right back."

Francis got off of (Y/N)'s bed and ran downstairs to talk to (Y/N)'s parents. (Y/N) was reading when Francis got back in the room.

"Alright, we are going to the library tomorrow."

"But, I thought we were going to the mall."

"We are, your parents will drop us off at the library, and then, we'll walk to the mall."

"That's lying."

"Only if you get caught."

"My parents are already mad that I'm gay, I don't want them to think that I'm disobedient too."

Francis shut the door.

"That isn't allowed!"

"Too bad, so sad."

Francis locked the door and made his way to (Y/N)'s bed.

"Francis, you're going to get me in so much trouble."

"Good for you."

Francis slowly lifted (Y/N)'s chin and kissed him. (Y/N) gladly kissed back, but quickly pulled away when he heard footsteps on the stairs. He ran to the door, unlocked it, opened it, and got back on the bed, all before his father showed up in his room.

"Just wanted to make sure you were behaving."

"Yeah, I-I'm behaving, nothing strange goin' on in here."

"Okay, well, supper is ready. Francis, please, button up your shirt, nobody wants to see your chest."

(Y/N) mumbled, "I wanna see his chest."

"What was that?"

"I-I wanna eat some breast! Chicken breast is really good, and Mom makes the best!"

Francis pinched (Y/N)'s butt and whispered, "Nice save."

"That's too bad for you because your mother made pork roast."

(Y/N) pretended to be disappointed. His father left the room and headed towards the dining room.

"I guess we should follow him."

"Oui."

Francis gave (Y/N) a peck on the lips and went downstairs, (Y/N) followed.

~~~

"Thanks for the ride!"

"I want you two to be back by 8, no exceptions."

"Got it."

"Bye, sweetie."

"Bye, Mom."

The two watched (Y/N)'s parents leave.

"Ready, mon chéri?"

"Ready as I'll ever be."

The duo made their way to the mall.

"Where do you want to go first, (Y/N)?"

"How about (Favorite/Store), I heard they have great clothes."

"Let us be on our way then."

"Oui!"

(Y/N) giggled and followed Francis to the clothing store.

"Pick out whatever you like, I'm buying."

"Thank you for the offer, but you really don't need to."

"I insist."

"I don't know how I would repay you though."

"Simple, you would stay over at my house next week."

"Alright, but you can't leave any hickeys on me, or I'll kill you."

(Y/N) walked over to the shirts and picked up a plain, light purple t-shirt.

"What about this?"

"Do you want to look like a Chad? C'mon, pick something wild! Pick something your parents would never approve of."

(Y/N) picked up a black t-shirt with a skull on the back.

"Now, we're getting somewhere!"

The boys spent nearly an hour in the store and care out with 30 shirts and 25 pairs of ripped jeans.

"Are you sure I can't know the price?"

"Absolutely, I am trying to treat you, there is no need to fret over something like that."

"Okay, but I want to at least treat you to dinner."

"Alright, but I get to choose the place."

~~~

"Wow! I never knew mall food tasted so delicious!"

"Oui, it is good."

"Thank you, Francis."

"For?"

"Bringing me here, and most importantly, being my boyfriend."

Francis smiled and kissed (Y/N)'s cheek. On their way back from the mall, (Y/N) and Francis picked up a couple books from the library so (Y/N)'s parents didn't get suspicious. They had dropped the clothes off at Francis's.

~~~

"Did you two have fun at the library."

"Oui."

"Of course!"

"We didn't see you guys there."

"We were there all day, though, Mom."

"Really, because we asked the librarian, and she said you guys never even went into the library."

Francis thought up an excuse.

"I'm sorry about that, I had to go home for a little bit because my mother was home and wanted to see me. We were there for a couple hours and then came back, hence the books in our hands."

"So, you wouldn't mind if I were to call your mother and see if you're telling the truth?"

"Not at all."

(Y/N)'s mom called Francis's mom and talked to her for a little while.

"I get you were telling the truth. Go on upstairs, it's almost bedtime."

"Yes, ma'am."

Francis and (Y/N) went into (Y/N)'s room. (Y/N) sighed and smiled brightly.

"What is wrong, mon chéri?"

"That was exhilarating. How did your mom convince mine that we were at your house?"

"I had texted her before we left the library."

"You, my good sir, are very smart and handsome."

"I wake up like this."

(Y/N) smiled and hugged Francis. Francis kissed (Y/N)'s neck and laid them down on the bed.

They were quiet, for the most part.