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Poems (Fem!France x reader)

Sorry guys. I'm trying to work on requests I just wanted to do FACE first, and I haven't been posting very often because I have a bunch of test I need to study for.
Fem!France x reader

"Ohonhonhon~ _____ where'd you go?" You heard Marianne say. You were hiding from her because you were mad, she would always flirt with other girls but when she came back home to her wife she would never flirt with you. You sat down on the bed you shared and crossed your arms.

"_____?" Marianne said a little bit more calmly, walking into the room you shared.

"______, why are you hiding from me?" She walked over to you and tried to put her hand on your shoulder, you slapped it away.

"I'm not hiding, I'm simply just trying to get away from you." Marianne sat down next to you, you moved over.

"Ok. why are you trying to get away from me?" Marianne rolled her eyes.

"You know very well why I'm trying to get away from you, Marianne Bonnefoy." You snapped. Marianne seemed shocked for some reason, she had to have known this was coming, so why was she so surprised?

"I don't understand--"

"Of course you don't. You never do! All I wanted was for you to love your wife as much as you flirt with strangers."

"_____ I--"

"No! I'm not done!--" Marianne tried to kiss you but you shoved her away.

"I said I wasn't done, Marianne..... Do you even love me anymore?..."

"Of course I love yo--"

"Then prove it to me." You said and shoved her out of the room before she could say anything and locked the door. She knocked on the door and demanded you open the door, after a it she gave up and went to go sleep on the couch. You cried yourself to sleep.

The next morning you woke up with tear stains on your face. You attempted to wipe them away. You took a deep breath and unlocked the door. You took another deep breath and stepped out into the hallway. You cautiously walked into the kitchen. You opened the fridge and took out an apple for breakfast. You noticed that there was a note on the counter. You read it.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Do you remember how we met?
Because I do,

When someone stole your money,
I leant you mine,
Then we went to eat dinner,
And drink some wine,

This may not be enough to prove that my love is true,
But I hope you remember,
I love you.

You smiled and you thought of when you first met.

~~~flashback~~~

It was a beautiful summer day. you were buying iced tea from a street vender when someone ran by and grabbed your money. A beautiful lady saw this and couldn't believe it. the lady walked over to you.

"How much did that thief take? I'll give you the money."

"No it's fine. You don't need to give me any money."

"Are you sure?" She asked and you nodded.

"At least let me help you by buying you dinner." What she really meant by that was 'I'm going to get you drunk of your ass by wine but claim it's fine because you're not really drunk if it's only wine, and we'll have a little bit of food on the side.'

~~current time~~

You felt someone hug you from behind and burry their face into the crook of your neck.

"Am I forgiven?" Marianne asked.

"Yes..." You smiled.

Even though you had forgiven Marianne, she wrote you notes and poems every morning from then on.