Hetalia x Male Reader

France x Male Reader (Christmas Special)

Requested by; Furrbaby and Hetalia_Psycho_Trash

This was the first year you and Francis would be celebrating with your son. He was an adorable 4 year old, that you had adopted in May. He was called Matthew, and was probably the most calm child on earth.

You and Francis had celebrated many Christmases together, but this was the first time with Matthew. You were so excited to see his little face shine with joy on christmas morning, when he would discover that santa had given him a ton of presents. Most of them were from you, and one was from a student of yours that Matthew had taken a liking to, as you were a teacher at the local school. His name was Alfred, and was a loud blonde kid with glasses. Alfred was in your first grade. He and Matthew met at first, when Matthew had been too sick to go to kindergarten and you had to bring him with you, since Francis was attending an important meeting. 

Matthew and Alfred had been playmates ever since, and they would usually meet up about one or two times a week.

At the moment you and Francis was laying in bed, you cuddling into Francis' chest. Matthew would  probably come crawling into your bed instead of walking directly down to the tree. 

You had gotten a big tree this year, for Matthew. Matthew and Francis had decorated it the day it came through the door. Matthew had been out picking it with Francis and his best friends, Antonio and Gilbert. 

You could tell they had a good time, because when they came home Matthew was laughing and smiling. It melting your heart.

And just as you predicted, a knock was heard on the door to you and Francis' bedroom. "B-baba..?" Matthew said very sleepy, while rubbing his eyes. Baba was what Matthew called you. It was kinda gender neutral and you thought it fitted you well. As Matthew made his way to you side of the bed, you opened your eyes. "Baba? Can I sleep..-Aaaw" He was interrupted by his own yawn. He tried again "Can I sleep in you and papas bed?" He asked. You could feel Francis move on the other side of the bed, before feeling an arm finding it's way towards your stomach.  "Of course you can, mon fils" Francis said, making a space between him and you for Matthew, while Matthew himself were crawling up the bed. Matthew were quick to fall asleep again, while you and Francis took a little longer. Either way, all three of you were asleep again about thirty minutes later.

Now you were awake again, this time woken by Francis. Matthew were no longer in the bed, and Francis was waking you, by shaking your arm calmly. "Mon bien-aimé, wake up" Francis said, as he continued "Matthew is downstairs, listen" You did as Francis said, and little giggles was heard. 

You were quick to find your pair of slippers and making your way to the stairs, seeing all of the living room and the big tree. Matthew was sitting on the floor in his one piece pyjamas, still giggling and smiling because of all of the gifts 'santa' had given him.

You and Francis walked down the stairs making your way to the big tree that Matthew was sitting next to. "Baba! Papa! Santa came with presents for me!" Matthew was smiling and a lot louder than usual. "That's great Matthew, why don't you open some of them?" You asked, making his smile even bigger. 

After most of the presents were opened, Francis went out in the garage, getting the big gift that he knew Matthew wanted. "Look what Père Noël forgot" Francis said bringing the big gift with him. "He left it in the garage for you. You must have been extra sweet this year".

"Can I open it now, papa?" "Of course you can" You answered even though the question was for Francis. As Matthew started opened the big box Francis sat down beside you. He took your hand. His hand were a lot bigger than yours, but it still fitted perfectly. "Look how happy he is" Francis whispered in your ear. "Look how happy we make him" He squeezed your hand. "Look what we ended with. I wouldn't trade this for anything in the world Francis" You whispered back. "I love Matthew. And I love you. So much. Thank you for this life Francis" You then kissed him. 

"Look baba! I got a big teddy, it looks like a polar bear!"

752 words only. I like it how it turned out though.

In Denmark (where I live) we celebrate christmas the 24 of December, so I have been busy all day.

Also I'm not doing new years one shots, so I'm just going to try and get as many of the Christmas ones done before new year.

Also if the French is wrong it's because of google translate. Sorry, please correct me if you know.

Mon fils: My son.

Mon bien-aimé: My love.

Père Noël: Santa Claus.

Until next time;

Lots of Hugs, Alex <3