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Nyo! France x (Kinda) Stubborn! Reader- Uptight

⭕️WARNING⭕️ Should I even put one? You know there's gonna be cursing. And some... tension. ;)

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Y/n and a certain French woman were arguing in a meeting for a while.

It would always go awkwardly silent as the two fought- typically over the prettiest of things.

Things that even Alice wouldn't argue over Francesca about.

But no, the confident, bold, (and often stubborn) Y/n would not have it. Her unshakable attitude was something everyone admired, but would, unfortunately, a trait Y/n used to her advantage against the French woman.

"Why must you be so defiant to everything?" Francesca often asked, pouting her gorgeous rosy lips. "You don't have to be right all the time."

"Why must you lose every war you get into?" Y/n scoffed. "And you don't have to agree with me because I'm right."

That would usually send the two rolling around the floor together, more often than not, trying to choke one another.

"You act worse than children!" Monika, the German leader, would groan.

Today was no different. Instead of discussing solar panel projects to reduce fossil fuel use, the (Nationality), and the French woman were passing notes.

(This new tradition started due to Monika threatening to report to their boss- which meant any vacations they took would be chopped short, or just canceled entirely.)

The French's cursive handwriting asked, "What makes you so resistant to everything I do?"

Y/n felt herself scoff. What made her so resistant? Hmm...

"You are so careless in everything you do, and never take anything seriously. All you can seem to think about is how beautiful something is. You and your stupid 'Jolly Laide' can take it somewhere else. This is business, not Paris."

She watched Francesca read it. Then, scribbling back, "Interesting you say that. You're right. It is not Paris, it is business. But you do know that this is a world meeting, not a military base? We're here to cooperate, not be ordered like soldiers... That is Monika's job."

"Whatever." Y/n wrote back, making sure to draw a middle finger.

Francesca arched a delicate eyebrow at this but smiled. "Those are quite the fingers. You like them long, no? ;) P.S. It's Jolie Laide, Beautiful."

When the note was slid back to her, Y/n was taken back. She felt herself get hot in the face.

Angrily, she crumpled up the paper and threw it into the wastebasket next to the big mahogany door.

Meanwhile, Amelia nudged her older sister. "Oh, I think Francesca sent Y/n a... spicy note."

Alice chuckled. "She is quite pink. Those two definitely have a tension between them- which that French frog will probably the first to break."

Y/n couldn't take it any longer. She stood up, and slammed her hands onto the table, startling everyone- except Francesca. "You're really stupid if you think you can tease me like that! I know what you want!"

Francesca's baby cerulean eyes glimmered. "Why, Y/n. You're making quite a spectacle here."

Alice stood up. "Now, everyone, calm down please-"

"This is none of your damn business!" Y/n glared at the British woman with such fire, she instantly sat back down.

She turned back to Francesca. "Me? Calm? Of course, I am! Do you think you can trick me into being friends with benefits with you? Well, you've got another thing coming!" Y/n stomped over to her side.

Francesca stood up, and the two met, Y/n glaring holes, as Francesca simply gazed.

"Why, mon chérie, I was only trying to please you." She smiled innocently. "I don't want to see you stressed, so worked up."

"'Please you' my ass." Y/n mocked and moved closer, inches away from her face. "I'll choke you again."

"I like it like that." Francesca winked.

"Tease." Y/n seethed.

They stared at each other intensely before smashing their lips against each other.

It was silent for a few minutes before Margarette let out a wolf whistle- along with a few other countries. "Oh hell yeah girl, get it!"

Some of the girls had nosebleeds.

"Damn, that's hot."

A few seconds later they pulled away. "I hate you so much."

"Love you too, mon chérie," Francesca grinned. "You're difficult, but you're my difficult girlfriend."

Everyone awwed before Francesca's friend, Antionette laughed. "Finally got rid of that sexual tension!"

Everyone laughed as Y/n blushed red and began to threaten to kill everyone.

Francesca giggled. She then wrapped an arm around Y/n's waist and pulled her closer. "Now, why don't we get out of here? There's more where that came from."

"Alright." Y/n agreed- for once. "Come on."

The two walked out of the meeting, hand in hand.

"You're not going to stop them?" Sakura asked Monika with a small smile.

The blonde sighed. "No, because if those two don't leave, this meeting will never finish." Then with a smaller smile, "And you can't stop a much-needed romance."

Antionette looked around. "So does that mean we can go home now?"

"Yeah, these pumps are killing me!" Margarette groaned.

"No, we may not-"

The sounds of chairs screeching and women stretching filled the room. Monika sighed but didn't bother stopping them. All the tension was finally gone.

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Meanwhile, Y/n and Francesca headed back to Y/n's hotel room...

They kissed on the bed, and what happened after?

That's a story for another time.

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I'm such a tease, I know. And cheeky, especially with that spicy title.

Make sure to drink your water. 💧