You sighed sadly, there had been talking between the five of you for well over three months. You all wanted to move. (None/Not all) of you wanted to live in (country you live in); Allen wanted to live in America, Matt in Canada, Oliver in Engalnd, and Louis and you wanted to live in France.
So now you all were going to move to those countries. It would be sad that those you thought of as brothers, the only ones you had thought of family ever since (friend's name) and her parents. Oliver wouldn't be so bad, cross the French-English channel and you'd be able to get to him, but Allen and Matt-Allen you thought of as a younger brother and Matt you thought of as a big (not necessarily older) brother-would be on another continent.
However this was where all of your hearts were. You made them all promise that you would all visit each other. You would go in a cycle every nine months, first Allen, then Oliver, then Matt then finally Louis and you.
So you two would be leaving here now, you had to be careful with Rose Red and get her to where you were going. She didn't like her cat carrier. But you'd be doing it, very soon. The day you all left you and Oliver were the only ones really hugging but you got Allen, Matt, and Louis to hug each other as well as you all left.
There you find a cottage, an old shambled cottage, however it had potential and you two decided to build it up. You would work with the wood, which was fun to do together though it was a lot of work. In a way it was a labor of love to make your love nest.
It was a simple cottage, it had a parlor, kitchen, dining room, a master bedroom, a guest bedroom, a room for a child you hoped to have one day-you wanted to have children but at least one you'd be happy with-and you dug up for a cellar for wine. The outside you painted white with (favorite color) on the shutters, it looked homey and adorable. Rose Red was happy with her new home once you finished, by the time you were done you'd be leaving to visit Allen, you'd take a ferry over to England to meet up with Oliver where you would fly over to America to visit Allen along with Matt.
"Ah, this is nice." You smiled looking over your house, it had the floors and had painted all the walls.
"A nice little love nest, oui? (yes?)" Louis asked hugging you from behind wrapping his arms around your waist and holding your back to his chest.
"Oui, (Yes,) I like it." You looked at the door which led to the room to a child you may possibly have, "perhaps maybe a child of ours may enjoy to." You whispered hopefully and Louis kissed your neck.
"I'm sure they will." He assured rubbing circles on your hip with his thumb.
I wanted to play around this, I can't see 2p!France building a house, so I pretty much skipped it. I kind of focused on the place where he and you are in the point of the relationship where you hope for children, not right now but later. I'm in that place in my own relationship and it's so full of hope and happiness and well, I think it's the spring of my relationship. I hope you all liked 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.