Hetalia X Reader Collection

The Song of May (France X Reader)

Your bakery was doing just fine here on the busy streets of Paris.

To your surprise, your small shop was absolutely thriving with new customers every day. You never really expected to do this well, but it wasn't like you were objecting. When you had first started out, you were a young girl who had just moved to France, chasing some wild dream in hopes it could actually come true—that you could actually become a well-known, successful pastry chef. In Paris, no less. Your mother encouraged you to follow these fantasies of yours, though, to pursue them with that fiery determination she knew you had. So you did, and here you were now, standing in the midst of your wonderful, amazing bakery (which doubled as a restaurant). You attributed your popularity to the fact that you offered desserts and dishes from all around the world, having many friends from different countries that worked in your bakery. Today was no exception to that; your business was busy as ever. The dining area was packed with a crowd of people, all of them laughing and chattering away in French as they consumed their breakfast. 

And as you looked out over the tables, you crossed your arms and smiled. Thanks, Mum. You didn't have time to relax, however, as a voice calling your name reached your ears. Quickly, you spun around and rushed to the kitchen, inhaling the delicious fragrances of your baking desserts as you did so. Your eyes landed on Feliciano, one of your Italian cook specialists, waving his arms attempting to get your attention. 

"What is it, Feli?" you asked, concerned. "Is something the matter?"

"Lucille called in sick, bella! We don't have someone to run the candy shop! What do we do!? What do we do!? Pasta santa, what do we do!?" he panicked. 

You laughed lightly and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Relax, Feli. I'll cover the candy shop today," you assured him, smiling reassuringly. "Running the adjourning candy shop is always fun, anyway! The customers that come in are always of interesting background! Do you remember that loud American with his stuffy British friend?"

Feliciano laughed. "Sì, I do! Well, (Name), I'll get back to work, then! Lovino will be angry if I don't help him with the orders of cannoli we just received! Ciao ciao, (Name)~!" He waved and disappeared back into the hustle and bustle of your kitchen. 

Shaking your head with a fond smile on your face, you started toward the double doors on the very eastern end of your lovely restaurant. The adjourning candy shop was through these doors, and you could already tell it was going to be an easy, peaceful day working in there. Unlocking the doors with your keys, you quietly slipped inside and shut the doors behind you silently. You leaned against them for a moment, then walked through the varying candy displays to reach the front counter. You stood there, admiring the various homemade candy products packaged in such cute little wrappings and bags and bows, then snapped yourself out of it and started preparing the shop to be opened. Setting up and organizing today's special selection of foreign candies, you stood back to analyze the view and see if it was acceptable or not, when a sharp knock on the glass front door of your shop startled you. You turned around to see what or who had caused the noise, only to lock (e/c) eyes with the most attractive man you'd ever seen before in your life. 

The man had gorgeous, but sad blue eyes and light blond hair, wavy and coming down to his shoulders. The locks were healthy and shimmering in the dull morning light. When you realized the dimness of said light, you peered out to the side, around the man's form, and noticed clouds forming in the distance. You frowned; that wouldn't do at all. What if it began to rain? I better let this man in. He looks nice enough....and if it does begin to rain, I don't want him to get soaked. You walked over to the door and unlocked it, opening it and ushering the man in without a second thought. He looked surprised, as if shocked you had actually allowed him inside, then he gave you a small smile.