Taking art as a course was quite a hard job to do. Many types of equipment are needed, you need preparations, and art takes a full amount of time and days for your picture to end in perfection.
This week was a project that could probably take you while; you had to ask a friend or a family member to be a model in any way and that you had to draw them in your favourite equipment that you use.
For you, you just wanted to use a normal 2B pencil, because the rest could take a lot longer. Now you just need to ask someone to be your model.
Your parents were out and won't be back until dark. You brother and sister weren't really fond of art so they get pretty nervous when being drawn, so there was only one person who might be able to help you. At the same time, there was a knock at the door.
"(Y/N), it iz moi, J'ai des roses pour tu." A French accent was heard against the door, you knew it was him.
'Just on time' You mentally said to yourself.
You went downstairs to open the door and found Francis with a bouquet of roses in his hand, as he said, and giving it to you as soon as you opened the door.
"Bonjour, ma cherie, V'at a beautivul day it iz." He smiled.
You rolled your eyes, smiling at the same time as well.
"Anyway, you came at the right time. I need to ask you something." You replied.
"V'at iz it? Iz z'ere zomez'ing vrong?" He asked concerned.
"What? No. I just need your help with something." You answered.
"V'hat vould z'at be?"
"It's for my art project; my teacher says I need to draw someone in any way, as my parents and my siblings can't do it, you are the only person that can help me with it, so will you accept it?"
"Ov courze, z'at vay I can exprezz my body in art" He said as hearts formed around him.
"Good, I'll be in my room waiting as I prepare my things, you can think here for a few minutes on what you want to do."
"Zure."
So you went upstairs to start getting your equipment ready.
"I devinitely know v'at I'll be exprezzing." He spoke to himself with a creepy-looking grin on his face.
A few minutes later~
After getting everything prepared and checked over again, you were ready.
A knock interrupted your thoughts.
"Cheri, may I come in?" Francis spoke from behind the door.
You sat in your chair ready to draw, "Yes Francis, come in."
Unexpectedly, he entered with a cheer on his face but that wasn't the problem. The problem was that he was naked!
"Umm, Francis, may I ask, why are you naked?"
"I vant to exprezz My vay ov art. Pluz, you didn't zay I couldn't be naked, non?"
You ended up sighing.
"Fare enough, let's just get to the point then, shall we?" You looked up at him; just hoping not to glare down at his 'rose' as you got out a sharpened 2B pencil and a clean rubber.
"V'at pozitionz z'ould I do: z'e zhinker, z'e vire power, z'he Verzailles poze-" Each pose he said came into position to show that example, but you had to deny those poses.
"No thank you, I don't think those poses suit you." You interrupted him.
"V'at pozez do 'ave in mind z'en?" He looked at you for an answer.
A small smile came upon your lips, you got out of your seat and stood by him.
"Have you got a rose on you?" You asked.
"Oui, vay a'ead ov you." A red rose had emerged from his hand out of nowhere.
"Great! Put your hand in the air; making it look like you are trying to grab that rose." You said as you grabbed his hand and shifted it upward; making it point to the ceiling, but made sure the palm of his hand laying flat as his fingers wrapped around the stem of the rose he was gracefully holding.
"Now, place your other your other hand on your hip." You grabbed his other hand and placed it on his side.
"Now separate your feet into a neutral position so it is a few inches away from each other." You pushed his feet apart with the sides of your foot.
"And finally, look upward with your nose in the air." You angled his chin a bit before he was in a perfect position.
"Don't move a muscle from that position, got that?"
"Oui." He moved his eyes to look at you before.
You rushed back to your chair and got yourself ready to draw.
"Just don't think of going over the edge, and being sly with it, okay?"
"I don't know v'at you're talking about?"
"Just don't give that creepy look that you give most women." You gave one look at how he was posed and placed you pencil onto paper and got drawing.
An hour or so later~
"Mon amour, 'ow long are you going to be, I don't z'ink my armz vill 'old up much longer."
"Don't worry I'm almost done, just need to do some shading." You replied while your eyes still remained on the paper.
"Just need to finish this bit aaaannnndddd DONE!" The moment you said that France dropped his arms and puffed out a breath.
As Francis was in the middle of stretching his bones, you looked upon your amazing masterpiece that had just been finished.
The way his body was curved, the perfect shading of his body as well as his hair. You could stare at this all day.
A pair of warm hands landed on your shoulder, then a head leant against your neck.
"Wow, z'at is magnificence, j'adore." He smiled dancing around with the drawing in his grip whilst sparkles bounced around his head.
"I just need to put my signature then I'm fully finished, can I have it back?"
He passed it to you but didn't seem to let go, until you got it out of his grip, and with a spare pen, you had with you. You wrote in the corner your signature.
"I actually love it as well, I think I did a massive improvement." You said to him as you admired the drawing of him.
"Oui but, I am vay better realiztic oz'er z'an juzt a drawing." He smirked to himself a bit.
You smiled at him but still saw he was naked you pushed him away from you, "Anyway, get some clothes on people don't want to see you running naked in the house."
"Oui, but I z'ink z'ere iz a better idea."
"What is that then." You said sarcastically.
"'Ow about I z'ow My vay ov art on You."
Before you even had the time to reply he pounced on you like a cat, and started licking your neck and collarbone.
"You are my vork ov art." He mumbled against your neck.
"I know." You smirked.
Translation
J'ai des roses pour tu=I have roses for you
Oui= yes
J'adore=I love
Ma/Mon Cheri=My love
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Hetalia one-shots
FanfictionI will publish as much as I can, but I work for about twice a month, for misspellings and all other understandings.
