Louis was reading the newspaper, as was his custom, none of hisbrothers understood why he did this and his younger brothers Allenand Matt would often get on him and make fun of him for reading thepaper. However he may not be the oldest, Oliver was older than him,despite that Louis often took on the position of the oldest brother.
So that was why he read the paper, to make sure that no one wasputting it together that the deaths in this surrounding area wereconnected. However as he was reading he was glad to not find anythingas they weren't saying anything to make them worry.
He paused as he saw a review in the paper, (favorite fancyrestaurant) had gotten a sterling review. Didn't Name once mentionthat she liked it? He hummed gently as he read the review, it didsound good and he smirked gently.
Closing and folding the paper he stood up and put the paper down onhis seat before heading over to the loveseat you were sitting curledup on reading a book you had just rented from the local library. Hegrunted and you, not looking away from the printed text, moved yourlegs and he sat down, moving your legs onto his lap. You hummed inconfusion and looked at him but he didn't answer your silent questionbut instead began massaging your feet.
"Louis?" You asked him and he kept rubbing your feet beforeglancing at you with his flat blue eyes.
"Let's go to (favorite fancy restaurant) this weekend." He saidand you were shocked, it was one of your favorite restaurants. Youhad only gone once but they had made a delicious (favorite food) andso you had mentioned it was nice but that was it. You knew Louiswasn't one to talk a lot so you instead just nodded.
"That sounds lovely," you then went back to the book and Louiscontinued massaging your feet until both of them were relaxed andthen moved back to his cushy arm chair and picked back up hisnewspaper reading the rest of it.
When the night rolled around you wore a slinky (color that looks beston you) that fell just shy of your knees and was sleeveless being ina V neck and being the same in the back with (favorite color) ribbonsgoing along your bust and waist and neckline.
You wore a simple pair of (black/white) pumps with a cute (favoritecolor/color that looks good on you) bow on the tongue of the shoe.You (curled/straighten) your (hair length) locks pulling them(up/back) and smiled gently at that as you made sure the tendrils of(strands/curls) fell around your rounded (skin tone) face just right.
You turned as Louis opened your door, he was wearing a pair of blackslacks with a buttoned up indigo shirt that was buttoned up. He helda cigarette clenched between his teeth even though Oliver alwaysinsisted that he not smoke inside the house.
You smiled gently at him and he came closer and then showed somethinghe had been holding behind his back. It was a red rose the tips dyeda (favorite color) and the stem stripped of its thorns. He carefullyplaced it (in your bun/behind your ear) and pulling back seemed totake your appearance in before nodding.
Offering his arm he soon led you to the car to take you to therestaurant which he had already made reservations. You knew what hewas doing this for, you knew the way he was protective over everyonehere. It was no secret to him that you had never had anything normal.Your mother barely ever fed you much less taking you to a nicerestaurant even when you had done well. You had never even gone on adate either, you knew what he was trying to do for you and it was oneof the sweetest things he could possibly have done.
He would rather cut out his tongue than admit it to anyone but it wassweet and holding a bit tighter to him and he looked at you confused.
You glanced up and smiled gently at him. "Merci Louis, (Thank youLouis,) really." You said and he nodded, opening the door andhelped you in before taking the two of you to the restaurant.
I've beenwriting of how much 2p!France would read the paper for the last fourother and I was so glad to put it out there why he was reading it.
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2p!FrancexChubby!Innocent!Killer!Reader
FanfictionThis was a commission on my Deviantart, known as Ciggarette. Reader-chan is bullied to the point something snaps, going on a killing spree she meets the 2p!FACE family and gets very close to a certain stoic smoking French man named Louis Bonnefoy.