Hamilham oneshots

caught~ part two

lafaYEETS POV

I watched the kid trip and slow down my pace as a causally walked up to the kid....they looked up at my glaring face and waved with a bloody sleeved hand "euh bonjour .... p-s'il vous plaît d-ne me tuez pas"(umm hello....p-please d-dont kill me) the british troop said\asked\begged me,i chuckled and pulled him up "mon ami i have no plans in killing" i said and grabbed the letter and ripping in....there face went from not that panicked to deadly panic "ARE YOU MAD SIR ???" the troop yelled,sounding a bit feminine "no im feeling just fine mon a-" i was cut off "im not y-your friend f-french man" they said looking at the rip letter still in my hands 

spicy readers pov

'My work is ruined' i thought and turned around,walking until i felt someone's hand on my wounded shoulder...I hissed in pain and turned around looking at the french man "im sorry but i can't let you leave" the french man said to me,I took a step back and kept walking "make me" i mumbled....i walked in to an Allie way and coughed while taking out my pen and paper "q-quick letter....q-quick pay" i said and put the paper on the wall using it as a hard surface

the french man watched them write....he took this time to get a better look at his body witch looked very feminine 'is he....a she???' he thought and decided to find out...the french took the letter,pen and bag from them "h-hey what are you doing!!!" they yelled at the french man but he only chuckled "mon aime may i ask something~" he asked them and grabbed the hand that was about to punch him causing the troop to growl "what is it french man" the said threw girded teeth "what are you doing here all alone~???" he asked getting closer to there face causing the troop to blush a bit "w-work dummy" they said with a glare.....they french man smirked and gently placed his lips on his then turned away "well i hope your work goes well" they said still holding the red jacket

~time skip to after the war (america won obviously)~

lafaYEETS pov

its been a few years since ive seen that troop Isaac so im going to England right now to give him back his jacket....i walked off the ship and into town looking around until i spotted a boy with [h/c] hair and ran to them "excuse me mon amie are you Isaac" i asked them as they turned around "umm no im sorry Isaac Davis died 15 years ago" he said witch made me confused "w-what???" i asked and he noticed the jacket in his hand "wait...follow me" he said and started to walk towards a house

spicy readers POV

i was sitting with my niece playing with her....we where playing dress up so a had to wear a dress witch was okay i guess is okay not like anyone would see me "yo [n/n] im back and we got a visitor" my brother yelled and i heard the door close...i walked downstairs to my brother and our visitor "h-hello we-" i was cut of by a hand around my waist and a kiss on my lip....i open my eyes to see the french man from a few years ago and i wrap my arms around his neck

3rd person pov

[y/n]s brother watched the two with a smirk as the niece was giggling....[y/n] pulled away with a flustered face and a small smile "way better then four years ago"

(WOOOOOW IM DONE YAAAAY)))