You were hanging around on your most favorite cafe on earth (dunno what it is but I'd prefer Sterbecks XD) You were just chilling as usual until something caught your eye.
My, my, you saw a man sitting right next to your table and he, oh god you were blushing at the sight of the man. He was hot, well, for you. And then he saw you staring at him. You stuttered and blushed madly as you said to yourself 'Holy mother of cakes...I look embarrassing, he hates me, oh God, help me, WHAT DO I DO???? SHOULD I STARE BACK? HOLY COW, THIS IS HARD' then he smiled at you. You blushed and looked like a tomato. He chuckled and sat with you.
Until he spoke "Bonjour, mademoiselle~" you blushed on how his sexy accent came out of his mouth. He was French. You knew it though but still you were having a hard time figuring out what to say. "U-um, uh, h-hi!" you said nervously. "What is wrong, manquer?" you blushed an even darker shade of red "N-nothing!" you scratched the back of your head. "Well, zhe name is Francis Bonnefoy and you are?" you blushed even more hearing his name 'oh my, Francis, what a sexy name for a sexy Frenchman like you~' you gulped "(Y/N)" then he spoke again "(Y/N), what a beautiful name for a beautiful girl like you~" you smiled a bit "Aww, don't say that. I'm not beautiful" he cupped your face with his hand "Mon Chéri, don't say that. You are beautiful. Everyone is." he smiled concerned. You looked up at him "You really think that?" he smiled and nodded "Well, I better go now, we shall meet again, (Y/N)" you waved goodbye at him and he waved as well. 'wow, what a day' you thought and then you went home.
A few weeks later you were invited in some sort of a rich family's party and you were having trouble which dress you will wear. A backless, no-sleeve, above the knee, black dress with little glittering sequins and a belt with a moon as its main design or the one with long sleeves, backless and really long white dress. You gave up and chose the white one instead. You were invited because your family is rich and famous which w
kinda sucked for you because you only wanted a normal life but you just shrugged it off. So you were done fixing yourself as you put on your white high heels and put on some makeup and accessories. You left your room and head to your front gate only to see a carriage waiting for you. You wondered why 'is this my fetcher to the party?' you just shrugged it off until you head inside of the carriage and then left heading to the party.Once you came to the party everyone was staring at you. You were blushing because you don't really like being stared at (but you like staring at people creepily). You just shrugged until you saw the man of your dreams, Francis Bonnefoy. You blushed even more as you saw him getting close to you. "Mon dieu, what brings you here?" he started you blushed and stuttered "O-oh, well, I was invited to the party of the Kirkland's" you said and he smiled "Really? I was invited here too!" So, you two spent the whole night talking and getting to know each other because I'm too fucking tired and awesome to write what will you two do (another Prussia dies).
So, you two were in a balcony still talking and laughing at whatever jokes you two are making until he said "Oh, (Y/N), you don't know how much I love you" You blushed and it took him a while to realize what he just said and he also blushed until you said "Y-You...love...me?" He nodded and you hugged him tight "I-I love you t-too!!" He smiled and hugged back then he asked "W-will you be my girlfriend?" You smiled and nodded.
So years past, you two were married and you were pregnant...but unfortunately... All good things must come to an end..
You were in a bus, going home because you went to the doctor to have a check up and France wasn't there because he was at work at that time...until..the bus crashed...you can't move, you felt numb, you were in pain...so much pain...then you heard sirens of police cars, ambulances until one of the medics saw you and he called his other partners to come and help you and so are the other people. You were now placed in the ambulance and you still were in pain. They tried to do everything just so you could make it in the hospital in time.France's P.O.V
I was almost to leave my office and on the way to go home.. The thought of going home and being welcomed by my beautiful wife was ruined. As I saw my wife, (Y/N), almost lifeless as the medics take her to the hospital. I had no time to waste I had to go to the hospital as fast as possible. I rode a taxi on the way to the hospital. When I finally reached the hospital I saw (Y/N) in the emergency room and I was looking at the window of the room feeling hot tears rush down my face...this can't be the end...please..save her...The medics were doing everything they can and now they're doing CPR to you and still you had no response. Sadly, the doctors apologized to France because you died. But Francis did not believe them and said "N-NO! SHE'S STILL ALIVE!" "But, Mr. Bonnefoy... We did our best...and the baby didn't also make it..." He cried even more ..'Why did they have to take away the baby too'.
Years passed ever since your death. France never moved on, he never even dated anyone.. And every day he'd visit (Y/N)'s grave, every day putting flowers on her grave, and every day wishing that at least he'd see her in his dreams...but that wish never came true... He loved you so much that he can't even let you go...until one night he was almost to go to bed until he saw you... You were wearing a beautiful white dress and smiling at him until you said "Francis, I'm still here...and I'll always be here.." You cupped his face and a tear escaped your eye, he was so shocked yet happy at the same time then you spoke again "You need to move on...you have so much to live for...please don't waste it" "B-But you're here-" "It will not last....I just wanted to visit you...to tell you I love you...so much" he hugged you tight and you hugged back "Please...don't leave me again...." He said "I'm sorry...but I have to go" Just like that you vanished in his arms and he cried even more
"J-Je T'aime, (Y/N)"
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Bonjour~ (France X Reader)
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