Hetalia x Reader Oneshots

(France x Reader)

Prepare for feels! Feels alert! What is wrong with my brain?! (PRepare for a really short chapter (ie this is more of a drabble than a oneshot)

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I knew what happened. I knew it all, the whole story. The minute it had been done, I made it my mission to make sure Francis would be alright, so, I set out to find him. I soon did where I thought he would be; standing over Joan of Arc's grave. I felt myself tearing up at the scene, but I approached him none the less, "Francis?" He jumped and turned around to me. "Oh, bonjour Chérie," he spoke. I noticed the hint of sadness in his voice and I embraced him in a hug, "It'll be okay, Francis. I know you're upset. I know what's it's like losing someone you love. I lost both my parents at a young age as well as my little sister. But, enough about me. You'll be fine, shh, let it all out," I spoke starting to rub his back, "Come on, just let it out. I know you're trying to stay strong, Francis but just let it out. I won't judge you." I soon felt him sobbing into my shoulder and shaking. I just continued to rub his back to comfort him. I knew he was upset and I wanted to make him feel better. I would confess my love for him but it was still too early and he prob-

"Chérie." I was cut from my thoughts when he spoke.

"Yes?"

"Je t'adore."

"W-what?!" I asked, pulling back.

"I-I love you, Chérie." I smiled and leaned up, "I love you too," before kissing him.