Hetalia X Reader [The Dating Life ++]

A Little Odd (France)

(You two have known each other for a few months.)

Your POV: 

You and Francis met up occasionally each week to do as promised by him. He showed off his beautiful country to you without any hesitation. You two would try different types of wine and cheese, cook/bake, visit museums, and shop. And at times, you'd stop him from doing dangerous acts that involved getting arrested. 

As of right now, you and he were inside a clothing store, picking out materials for a project of yours. Francis was kind enough to help you, but something seemed off as of late. Like he was troubled and would wander off a world of his own from time to time. 

"Hey, Francis. Would this fit well for a jacket?" You asked, holding up a large roll of satin. But Francis's eyes were glued on a roll of chiffon fabric. One of the types that are used for wedding dresses. He snapped out of his daydream and shook his head. 

"Désolé, mon cher. (Sorry, dear.) Could you repeat that?" He said, a faint blush on his face. 

"Oh, nevermind. It was nothing important..." You set the roll down slowly. "Shall we?" You smiled, heading in a different direction. 

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