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Approval. - France x Reader.France.Approval. - France x Reader. by HillsOfSilence
The country of love, beaut and strikes.
Not to mention flirting and romantic red roses nonetheless.
"Mademoiselle, are you lost?"
You twirled around in your red dress as the wind settled. The blonde haired man winked and only blew a kiss.
He was most definitely French and nothing else.
"Ah, mademoiselle. You speak French?"
"N-No..." You felt ashamed.
"Then I must take you on a tour of my beautiful country, oui?"
Wait. This is a sudden sequence of matter. Let's back up.
Arrived in France yesterday.
You nodded to confirm that event in mind.
Went out and got lost today.
You nodded again as a warm hand met your forehead.
"Are you sick, mon amour?"
"No, I'm not." Your stomach growled.
"Then you must be hungry. Come with me, I'll take you to a wonderful five star restaurant near here."
For some reason, your instinct decided to trust him. To trust that he wasn't lying. To trust that he was true.
"By the way, I'm Francis Bonnefoy. And you, mon amour?"
Maid For You (Modern AU! Rivaille x Reader)Maid For You (Modern AU! Rivaille x Reader) by AznPanda216
Weather report for snow on channel four, The Polar Express on channel eleven, Charlie Brown showing on thirteen; my TV is just on full holiday mode today. Nonchalantly, I stared straight ahead at the screen as my finger aimlessly pressed the same button on the remote. Through my peripheral, I could see a flash of black as Rivaille threw his dark blazer over his shoulder.
“I’m leaving now.” He called out.
“Okay.” I replied, never taking my eyes off the screen. He paused mid-step and spoke again.
“I’ll be staying out pretty late tonight.”
“Alright. Just call me when you get home.” I muttered and lazily flipped through a few more channels. His footsteps to the entrance were heavy as he stomped over to put his shoes on. It was easy enough to tell that he was clearly ticked off at my lack of attention.
The show transitioned into a commercial advertising the new Christmas scents for Febreeze and I quietly laughed to myself as Rivail