Mythology!Hetalia x Reader

Ankou!France x Reader (part 2)

"Oh, please come in," you say as you open the door completely and step aside to let the man in.

He enters the house and you show him to the living room.

"Would you like something to drink?"

"I'm fine," he says, "merci."

"Please, sit." He sits on your couch and you sit in your chair facing him.

"Mademoiselle," he says as he leans forward and rests his elbows on his knees, his hands together. "Could you please describe what you saw to me?"

"Uh, I was in the graveyard when I saw a figure with a lantern and a scythe. I called out to it and it turned around. It was a skeleton. I was afraid, so I ran away without a second thought."

Good, he thinks to himself, she didn't see me kill ze robber. "And why were you in ze graveyard?"

"My friends made a stupid dare and wouldn't let me back out of it. They wanted me to touch every headstone in the graveyard."

"I see."

Then you remember that the only people you told about this encounter were your friends who dared you in the first place. "How did you know I saw that thing last night?"

"Because zat zing was me." Wait, what? You think. "Let me explain. I am what's called an Ankou. I am a guardian of ze graves in ze graveyards."

You furrow your brow at him. "If you're a skeleton, how are you human now?"

"I am usually in my 'uman form unless I encounter a thief. I choose to be ze skeleton to scare zem away if zey 'aven't stolen anyzing yet."

"But why did you come here?"

"Because you are beautiful and I felt zat if I let you go I would regret it forever."

You blush at his words and lower your gaze to the floor. You have to admit he's pretty handsome as a human and he just called you attractive. You've never been called attractive by someone as handsome as him. "I'm not pretty."

"I did not say you were pretty, I said you are beautiful."

"I'm not beautiful either."

"I disagree." The next thing you know, he's kneeling down right in front of you and he lifts your chin so you meet his eyes. He's smiling at you. "If you give me a chance, I can make you feel like ze most beautiful woman in ze world."

You blush even harder because of how close his face is to yours.

"I would like to ask you to go on a date wiz me, ma chère."

"W-We don't even know each others' names."

He chuckles. "Zat's easy to fix. My name is Francis. And yours?"

"(Name)."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, (Name)." He takes his hand from your chin and takes your hand and gently kisses the back of it.

"You certainly know how to make a girl feel special."

He looks up at you and smiles. "If you go out wiz me I can do even better, Mademoiselle (Name)."

You get the feeling you can trust this man. And it's been a while since someone's made you feel this special.

"Sure."

His eyes sparkle with excitement as his smile grows.

"Merci. I promise it will be a ze most memorable date you've ever 'ad." He lets go of your hand and stands up. "I'm afraid I 'ave to go now. I will come get you tomorrow around noon, oui?"

You smile. "Sounds good."

"Au revoir, mademoiselle (Name)." He lets himself out and leaves you smiling to yourself.