My International Lover (Hetalia Oneshots/Stories)

Green Scarf (France)

They met when a Green Scarf flew...

Francis was enjoying the night of the ever beautiful Snowy Paris, France in a park with a swing set. He was about to pass it until a Color Green flickered.

It was dark but he could see a small child sitting on the swing wearing a green scarf. He looked around to see no one around, 'How could a parent leave their child in this time and weather?' he thought.

The child didn't notice him but instead, kept swing back and forth silently. Francis stopped his mental rambling then walked over to where the child is. The child stopped then looked at him with black eyes.

"Bonjour mon petit." Francis greeted.

But the child didn't reply. Francis took notice of it and sat on the other seat, "Did your parents left you here dear?" he asked.

The child looked at him then continued swinging. But Francis smiled a little when he heard the child's voice, "Oui."

"Do you know where they are?"

"Non mister." The child replied. By the tone of the voice, Francis could recognize the child is a girl.

"You can call me Francis or Big brother, little one. What's your name?" he asked.

"(y/n), Big brother Francis." she replied.

Francis shivered and heard (y/n) sneeze. "It's getting cold. Do you have a place to stay, Little (y/n)?" he asked.

(y/n) shook her head, "None. Only here now." she replied.

Francis stood up and dusted his clothes then strerched out his hand, "Do you want to come with me (y/n)? It's bad for a child to be staying or even sleep in this cold." he said.

(y/n) looked at him then at his hand, "How can I trust you?" she asked.

"I'll help you find your parents or if you want, you can stay with me." Francis answered.

She hesitantly held his hand, "It would be useless Big brother Francis if I find my parents...they are already dead. A black woman killed them." she said while jumping out from the seat then landing softly on the cold ground.

Francis was took aback from her statement. He now needs to find her a home and help but he couldn't find the right words to say to her. 

"But I would like to stay with you Big brother." (y/n) spoke for him.

"You...you want to stay with me?" Francis asked.

She nodded in reply and smiled slightly. Francis sighed, making the air he released be a puff of white smoke then looked at her and smiled. "Let's go, shall we?" he asked.

"Oui Big brother." she replied then the both of them went to Francis' home.

But the Frenchman didn't know he was in for a eternity of caring and hope to make the one he loves to come back.

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A few years had passed and the child Francis brought to his lovely life was now a fully grown and beautiful woman. Now (y/n) was sure the person she considered as a brother(and a crush) doesn't age even a bit.

Francis didn't exactly knew why his lovely (y/n) doesn't want anyone-even him-to touch or to even took her Green scarf away from her. He was proud that he raised a child as beautiful as a rose but ashamed since he fell in love with her.