Hetalia x Reader Oneshots

Hidden Beauty (France x Reader)

Requested By: Himitsui

High School AU

(The title was thought of by one of my friends on Instagram)

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"You're ugly!"

"You'll never be beautiful!"

"You're fat!"

These were the comments that I got every day. Some hurt more than others. Thankfully, there was one person who didn't talk to me like that; Francis Bonnefoy. My one and only friend, well, I guess Antonio and Gilbert count as well. The three of them are like a deal, 'Buy one get two free' or something like that. It was one comment that really set me off:

"He's just pretending to be your friend! He only feels sorry for you!"

This broke me. The other comments we eating away at me, and I was soon at my worst. That lunchbreak I found Francis and dragged him to our special place.

"Chérie?"

"Okay, so I was wondering whether you could change me?"

"What do you mean 'change you'?"

"Well, it's just I've been getting comments and they're making me upset."

"What are they saying, Chérie?"

"They're saying things like I'm ugly and that I'll never be as pretty as them. But there's one that really broke me this morning. Francis, are you only my friend because you feel pity for me? Because that's what some of the girls are saying," I replied looking down at my feet.

"Chérie, don't listen to them. You're perfect just the way you are. And, no, I'm not just your friend because I feel sorry for you. I'm your friend because I wanted to be."

"Really?"

"Truthfully, amour."

I was confused by this. He'd never told me what it meant before, "Francis, what does that mean?"

"It doesn't matter right now."

"Anyway, back to my point. Please change me! Make me more beautiful! I can't live with them torturing me anymore."

"Okay, fine. I'll help, Chérie."

So, after school, we went back to his house and he tried different things on me, every one of them failing to make me feel better, "This is all just pointless! I'm sorry I wasted your time Francis. I'm just not meant to be beautiful," I spoke, trying not to let the tears fall. I turned around and went to leave but I was stopped, "Mon amour, you're beautiful the way you are. Don't let them get to you."

"But they're right! I'll ne-" I was shut up when he spun me around and kissed me. I was shocked by this but melted into it. I'd had a crush on him for ages but never had the courage to tell him, thinking that he'd turn on me, claiming I wasn't beautiful enough for him.

"Amour, please, never say that again. You are beautiful."

"What does it mean? 'Amour'?"

He smirked and leaned into my ear, "It means 'my love'." My face lit up and I pounced on him, kissing him.

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If this was a request and it's not how you imagined it, I'm sorry.