"𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂" || Various!Hetalia x Fictional!Reader

~Chapter 9~

a/n: i made a new cover! cause the first one was meh to me. if other people have to guess, they would have guessed that leon is my favourite character in hetalia (cause he has the most scenes w reader atm).. but nah. i love leon but romano won my heart alrdy so, dont think leon is biased by author coz he got a lot of time with reader! the others will get their time too:> especiallyromano- jk. now onwards to the story!!

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"Isn't fate nice? Letting us meet at an unexpected time, mademoiselle."

"Nah, this got nothin' to do with fate. There's a reason why we met here. "

"And that is the phenomenon we call destiny, is it not?"

"No. It's called 'you-being-a-flirt-outside-of-Matthew's-house-and-flirting-with-women-so-I-bumped-into-you' phenomenon."

Francis sweatdropped, before chuckling and holding out a rose in front of you.

"Well, it is still a part of destiny, so please, allow me to help it get the two of us closer," he said, a smooth smile plastered on his face, and the air blowing on his silky blond hair.

After your breakfast with Matthew, you went out of his house and got lost on your way back to Yao's house. But then you encountered a very eccentric, and sparkling man who was literally sparkling and with roses as his background. Literally. You didn't know how he did that, but damn, that was possible for someone as beautiful as Francis.

You chuckled, taking the rose and responding. "I would love to." You smiled. He seemed like a total flirt, but when you remembered him stepping back to make you comfortable at your first meeting, your opinions on him was that he was a real gentleman.

He perked up, and his smile became wider. "Well, that's a surprise." He chuckled, making you tilt your head.

"What? Why? Has women actually turned you down?" You were shocked, since you'd think he was too much of a playboy who gets anyone anytime they want, but then his nod and his blue eyes that turned down just made yours widen.

"Women nowadays.. let's just say, most of them misinterpret what I do." He chuckled, running a hand on his wavy blond hair.

"What do you mean?"

Francis looked conflicted at first, before smiling smoothly at you. "How about we forget what I say, and let's go tour around these streets, hm?" He folded his elbows, giving you an option to lock with his arms.

You frowned, looking at the rose he gave you. Well.. it isn't nighttime yet.. so you still got time to be with him.

Nodding, you intertwined your arms with his, and grinned.

"Lead the way, Francy!"

"I certainly hope that is not the name you will stick to calling me."

"Well you can continue hoping but I'll always shatter it, Francy-poo."

"Now it's becoming worse!"

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"Oh, Francy! Look! A plushie that looks like you!"

".. has Arthur been talking to you? That frog is not the same as my beautiful face."

You laughed, before gently tapping his cheeks as he pouted at you.

"I was just joking, don't worry," you said, putting down the small frog plushie back at the stall.

Francis sighed, before smiling at you and pointing at a cute panda. "How about that one? I'm pretty sure it looks just like you. Both is very cute, oui."