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France X Reader You Came Back
A man is walking down the street of Paris, France. He has shoulder length blond hair and sapphire blue eyes. He is wearing a bright blue dress shirt with a couple buttons undone to reveal a white shirt underneath. He has a matching blue tie and black pants and black dress shoes. He is on his way to the grand opening of a new exhibit at an art gallery. He is one of the featured artists Francis Bonnefoy. There is another artist being featured at the same time as him but he doesn’t know who it is. He is knocked out of his thoughts when he arrives at the museum. He looks up at the advertisement for the new exhibit. It is white with the text New Exhibit with one of his pieces on the left and a piece from the other artist on the right. He looked at the picture before making the decision to go see it. He walks up the steps and into the grand art gallery. There are people everywhere looking at the various pieces of art. He starts to make his way to the exhibit and as he nears it someone stops him. It is a pair of women.
“’ow may I ‘elp you” he asks
“Are you Francis Bonnefoy” one of them asks
“Oui I am” Francis says proudly
“Can we get a picture with you” the other asks
“Of course” he answers happily
The women go on either side of him. One takes out a camera and they wrap their arms around him, he does the same. There is a flash and they step away to look at the picture. They smile happily and thank him before running off.
“I must be popular” he says to himself before continuing to the exhibit
He enters the exhibit to find that there are so many people he can’t see the art. He slowly makes his way through the crowd. He is stopped every once in a while for pictures. At one point he finds himself standing against the wall looking into the crowd.
‘Wow, I didn’t expect it to be this popular’ he thinks
His gaze wanders around the room until it land on a person who is leaning against the same wall as him. They seem familiar but he can’t seem to place it. Curiosity got the better of him and he started walking toward them. As he got closer he could tell it was a woman. She is wearing a (favorite/color) blouse and a same color skirt. She is wearing black tights under the skirt and black heels. Her face is hidden beneath a hat but he can see her (hair/color) and (skin/tone). She is beautiful and his mind still can’t place where he had seen her before. He then finds himself standing beside her.
“Bonjour, did you come to see the exhibit” he asks
She turns her head toward him and his eyes meet her shining (eye/color). Upon seeing her eyes it clicks.
“(Name)!” he shouts
People turn to them. She pulls her hat down and turns.
“Follow me” she whispers before scurrying away
Francis waits a couple minutes before following. He walks for a bit until he finds her in one of the less crowded exhibits. He runs over and stands next to her.
“(Name), is that really you” he asks in disbelief
Instead of responding she removes her hat and look at him with the beautiful face he fell in love with years ago.
“Hi Francis” (Name) says smiling
Francis can’t stop himself. He envelops her in a big hug. She happily returns it. He pulls back, still holding her and looks her in the eyes.
“What are you doing here” he asks “I thought you were overseas”
“I came back for many reasons, for one France is my home and nowhere I go is any better” she said with a smile
“What are the other reasons” Francis asked curious
She laughed “It would take too long to tell you them all”
The two stood in silence staring at each other until Francis decided to break it.
“So, you’re going to stay, you’re not going to leave again are you” he asked
“No I’m not, why do you ask” she asked tilting her head slightly
“I uh…”
“Is there something you want to tell me” she asked
Francis could feel his face burning.
“J-J…”
“Francis-”
“JE T'AIME!” Francis shouted, his face felt like it was on fire
Name was so surprised. Her mouth dropped open and she stared at him. He stared at the floor as he waited for her answer. He felt her arms drop and she stepped away. He could feel his heart break with every second. Suddenly he feels a pair of warm hands on his cheeks so he looks up. As he does a pair of lips meet his. After a few seconds of shock he kisses back. When they pull away he sees (Name) smiling happily at him.
“The main reason I came back was you Francis, je t’aime aussi”
A man is walking down the street of Paris, France. He has shoulder length blond hair and sapphire blue eyes. He is wearing a bright blue dress shirt with a couple buttons undone to reveal a white shirt underneath. He has a matching blue tie and black pants and black dress shoes. He is on his way to the grand opening of a new exhibit at an art gallery. He is one of the featured artists Francis Bonnefoy. There is another artist being featured at the same time as him but he doesn’t know who it is. He is knocked out of his thoughts when he arrives at the museum. He looks up at the advertisement for the new exhibit. It is white with the text New Exhibit with one of his pieces on the left and a piece from the other artist on the right. He looked at the picture before making the decision to go see it. He walks up the steps and into the grand art gallery. There are people everywhere looking at the various pieces of art. He starts to make his way to the exhibit and as he nears it someone stops him. It is a pair of women.
“’ow may I ‘elp you” he asks
“Are you Francis Bonnefoy” one of them asks
“Oui I am” Francis says proudly
“Can we get a picture with you” the other asks
“Of course” he answers happily
The women go on either side of him. One takes out a camera and they wrap their arms around him, he does the same. There is a flash and they step away to look at the picture. They smile happily and thank him before running off.
“I must be popular” he says to himself before continuing to the exhibit
He enters the exhibit to find that there are so many people he can’t see the art. He slowly makes his way through the crowd. He is stopped every once in a while for pictures. At one point he finds himself standing against the wall looking into the crowd.
‘Wow, I didn’t expect it to be this popular’ he thinks
His gaze wanders around the room until it land on a person who is leaning against the same wall as him. They seem familiar but he can’t seem to place it. Curiosity got the better of him and he started walking toward them. As he got closer he could tell it was a woman. She is wearing a (favorite/color) blouse and a same color skirt. She is wearing black tights under the skirt and black heels. Her face is hidden beneath a hat but he can see her (hair/color) and (skin/tone). She is beautiful and his mind still can’t place where he had seen her before. He then finds himself standing beside her.
“Bonjour, did you come to see the exhibit” he asks
She turns her head toward him and his eyes meet her shining (eye/color). Upon seeing her eyes it clicks.
“(Name)!” he shouts
People turn to them. She pulls her hat down and turns.
“Follow me” she whispers before scurrying away
Francis waits a couple minutes before following. He walks for a bit until he finds her in one of the less crowded exhibits. He runs over and stands next to her.
“(Name), is that really you” he asks in disbelief
Instead of responding she removes her hat and look at him with the beautiful face he fell in love with years ago.
“Hi Francis” (Name) says smiling
Francis can’t stop himself. He envelops her in a big hug. She happily returns it. He pulls back, still holding her and looks her in the eyes.
“What are you doing here” he asks “I thought you were overseas”
“I came back for many reasons, for one France is my home and nowhere I go is any better” she said with a smile
“What are the other reasons” Francis asked curious
She laughed “It would take too long to tell you them all”
The two stood in silence staring at each other until Francis decided to break it.
“So, you’re going to stay, you’re not going to leave again are you” he asked
“No I’m not, why do you ask” she asked tilting her head slightly
“I uh…”
“Is there something you want to tell me” she asked
Francis could feel his face burning.
“J-J…”
“Francis-”
“JE T'AIME!” Francis shouted, his face felt like it was on fire
Name was so surprised. Her mouth dropped open and she stared at him. He stared at the floor as he waited for her answer. He felt her arms drop and she stepped away. He could feel his heart break with every second. Suddenly he feels a pair of warm hands on his cheeks so he looks up. As he does a pair of lips meet his. After a few seconds of shock he kisses back. When they pull away he sees (Name) smiling happily at him.
“The main reason I came back was you Francis, je t’aime aussi”
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Cute story~ Sorry if you don't like France, but you did a good job!