Chapter 9:
Last Time:
You walked out of the room, walking down the hallway with your little depression cloud following close behind. Before you even turned the corner, you were grabbed and put into a car, then driven to a disclosed location. After what it seemed like hours, you arrived somewhere. You looked out the window and saw:
This Time:
(A/N- I am just going to use a random city, which is Quebec. I can easily talk about it, from stories and experiences. Hope you like it!)
You couldn't believe it. You saw 'Domaine de la forêt perdue'. It was a place you and your family went to when you were younger at least. You then started to tear up.
"Why?" You asked.
"Quoi?(1)" You heard Matthieu say.
"This is where my father took me when I was younger. Hell, this is where I came when my life went to complete shit...Thank you." You said in a soft tone while hugging Matt.
"Eh?" Matt said quite confused.
"This is where I came to get away from my drunkard mother." Your voice slightly muffled from your face in Matt's flannel.
"Pourquoi diable as-tu fait ça?(2) You scared the absolute crap outta me!" He said with a rare small smile.
"Because. I love messing with emotions and confusing people. Now that we are here, let's go skating!" You said with a pep in your step.
That day skating, you plus Matt, François, Kuro, Oliver, and Viktor skated pretty well. On the other hand, Allen, Xiao, Lutz, and Luciano fell more than once on the ice.
As soon as you knew, night fell and it was time to go.
"You know, you could stay here in Canada." Matt offered. You looked at him with a confused stare. "You know.....You can crash at my place and we can do more stuff tomorrow." He continued.
"Uh....sure?" You replied. "But if you touch me or do anything perverted-like, you won't see the next sunrise." Matt just nodded in a fast pace.
You two went together over to the group to say goodbye. But before you did, you took François away from the others and made it clear that you wanted to talk to him.
"Hmm?" He said with a cigarette in between his lips.
"Merci. Merci beaucoup François(3). You made me truly happy. You even managed to get me out of the house. Congrats France." You said with a small smile. But as time slowed down you saw that both François and yourself were getting closer. Before anything else could happen, both of you were interrupted by an overly happy British man.
"Come on you two! We're leaving!" You looked at François with a smirk and said, "You heard the man. Come on." He looked back at you with an unusual smirk/grin.
"Oui. I'm coming." He said, while slowly but surely walking back to the group with you. As you both were walking back in silence, the others knew something was fishy.
"So (Y/N), what did you and François do back there, eh?" Matt said with a cheeky smile.
"We did nothing back zhere. Sors ta tête de la gouttière Matthieu! (4)" François said.
"François is right. Nothing happened. I just wanted to thank him personally." You said while backing up and keeping what happened back there a secret.
"Oh, okay. I trust you, not that I really would think that François would just go and fuck his continent on the first day of really meeting (him/her). I'm just curious is all." Matt said.
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Hetalia x Continent!Reader x 2p!Hetalia
FanficHey guys, quick heads-up what I mean by "Continent!Reader" is that you are a personification of that continent. I hope that this story gets a lot of love. I will try to upload like 2-3 times a week, most likely Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. And I d...