France x Reader - Regretful Actions

France x Reader



France Point of View


Francis sighed, "Another meeting," he complained, "Seriously! Do the other countries live for meetings?"


That statement said it all another world meeting. Francis is already tired of all this 'solve-the-problems-of-the-world-hurr-durr', why can't other personifications understand that the people who live in their property are the ones responsible in these kinds of disasters?


"Francis, breakfast's ready," ___, his girlfriend for 2 years ( staying strong ), said from outside the door,


"I'll be right there,"

~

"Uh," Francis said,


"What? Is there a problem?" ___ asked,


"Are you sure that you are going to feed me this," Francis said while looking at the feast-like breakfast for him.


"Do you not want it?" ___ said, a little pinch of disappointment echoing in her voice.


"It's not like I don't want it, it's just.." Francis took a glance on the table and to his girlfriend, "IT'S LIKE THERE'S A FEAST OR SOMETHING,"


"The word 'buffet' is more likely used,"


"Aww~ I love you too, ___,"


You two were a perfect couple. Even though people are always asking 'Why are you two dating,'.
Anyone can fall for Francis! His looks, charm, looks, charm and did I mention looks? It was like that,


"___, goodbye~"


"Goodbye, Francis. What time are you going home?"


"I'll see what I can do," Francis replied, kissing ___ on her forehead.

~

Francis arrive at the Meeting Hall at the right time, it was just an average number of countries gathered. Not everyone was there yet, Francis was looking for a certain someone, and that someone was--

"Arthur~"

"Get away from me." Arthur replied, straightly


"Ohonhon~ I just want to share something,"


"Oh bloody no. Not your pervert-ness,"


"Don't be like that, Arthur! It was just an experience with ___,"


"Don't even dare tell me that,"


"It's not about sex, Arthur,"


"It's not? Wow, that's the first," Arthur chuckled,

--

Throughout the meeting, it was like the same of some other meetings, stressful and boring.

All the scolding of Germany/Ludwig, it's like they're children. The sound of the micro nations playing and laughter combined with the sound of Ludwig being angry is getting on Francis' nerves.


"CAN ANYONE IN THIS ROOM UNDERSTAND!?" Ludwig asked, slamming his hands on the desk,


Every country gave their nod,


"Might I say, Ludwig-san is right on the way that he--"


"KIKU! WOULD YOU STOP REPEATING WHAT HE JUST SAID." Vash said,


"AHAHAHA! EVERYONE IN THIS ROOM UNDERSTANDS ESPECIALLY ME!"


"I bet you don't even know the spelling of 'especially', tch- wanker."


It was starting all over again, Francis just groaned, putting his hands on his forehead,

"Mr. France? Are you alright?"


"Eh-- Oh, Michelle. I'm doing fine, perfect,"


Seychelles tilted her head, "What's the matter?"


"Nothing to worry about, it's just..--" Francis continued and continued.


The meeting didn't end at the greatest time, and then... Paperwork. Francis forgot that the European nations are next in filling-up-thing. 10 points to stress.


Reader Point of View _{(( warning : this part somehow has a large number of changing of point of views ))}


You were currently fixing everything, thinking about what Francis will give you later on your anniversary,

"I love how Francis knows how to treat a lady," You spoke to yourself while arranging the table skirting,


"This time, it'll be perfect!" you said,


-few hours later


"Okay, okay! The table's all set, the food's in the oven, dessert's in the freezer, and.. Oh yes! The candles!" you went to the nearest convenience store to buy romantic candles and rose petals,


"Okay.." you said after finishing the set-up, you took a glance at your back.


"How could I forget! I need to pick a dress!"

--

Francis Point of View

"Oh Lord, why!?" Francis complained,


"Who has another extra ball pen?" Francis groaned,


Time check: 5:56 pm


Reader Point of View


You were in front of your bedroom mirror, you were looking at ___ that has a short [ favorite color ] silk cocktail dress.


"6 pm sharp! Francis can be home any minute. Time to check on the food~"


You cheered, now having 3 years of relationship.


"Oh yeah! Got to practice my voice,"


Francis Point of View


"And done!" Francis yelled, "Mon dieu! That was a hell load of papers!"


Francis stood up ready to leave,

"Mr. France!"


"Ehhh.. What is it?"


"Can I have a ride home?" Michelle asked,


"Erm.." Francis took a look at his wrist watch, 6:08 "Okay, let's go."


"Thank you, thank you!"

--

Traffic jam. What za hell. Why is there traffic!?

"We've been stuck here for 20 minutes!" Francis complained, "And your house is?"


"50 minutes away from here,"


"Wow, great."

--

Reader Point of View


6:31 pm

"Oh! It's still early. Maybe Ludwig spazzed out again," you assured,

"What to doooo,"

--

Francis P.O.V.


"Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhh----" 50 minutes has passed. Still not half-way to Michelle's house.


"Ehehe.. Sorry Mr. France,"


"It's alright. It's just.. Today is a stressful.."


"Oh.. How are you and Ms. ___, was it?"


"Yes, it is ___. We're doing fine.. Why do you ask?"


"Would she be angry if.."


"If?"


"I did this," Michelle said as she kissed Francis on the lips.


Francis was shocked on what Michelle did but as the French he is he kissed back,


"Well.. Would she?" Michelle asked,


"She would if she knew,"

~

Reader P.O.V.

"Wow, almost 7.. What's taking so long? Am I just paranoid? Yes, I think I'm just stressing out,"

You stood and lit the candles one by one for the room to be dim lighted.


'I think I should call him..' you said as your reached for your phone, 'but.. He would think that I don't trust him.. Better wait'

Francis P.O.V.


Well.. Michelle knew how to kiss. They were kissing like there's no tomorrow,

Ring, ring

"Hold on a sec," Francis said,

Caller I.D.: ___ ___


"Who is it?"


"No one, just a random number,"

Francis took hold of Michelle's hair and nuzzled into it, "Shall we continue?"

Reader P.O.V.


"No answer.. Meeting still going on? That's a long meeting," You said to yourself,

"I should ask Arthur,"

Ring, ring

"Hello?" Arthur said,

"Good evening, Arthur. It's me, ___"

"Oh! Why yes, hello and good evening, love!"

"Can I ask something?"

"Of course,"

"Is the meeting done?"

"Of course it is-- Wait. Francis isn't home yet.. Right?"

"Right.."

"Maybe it's just because of traffic,"

"Yeah, maybe it is. Thank you, Arthur"

- Later

10:03 pm


Your stomach grumbled, "Wow, it's just 10 and I'm hungry.. Wait. Just. Ten?"


"Where could Francis be.."


Francis P.O.V.


"Thank you so much, Mr. France," Michelle thanked,

"Ohonhon~ Every time, is a good time~"

Francis made his way back to the car. Time to fight another war with the road.

Reader P.O.V.

Yaaaaawn~

"I can't believe I'm already sleepy.."

"Just a few more minutes.."

~

You woke up to the sound of the grandfather clock.

12 am..

A new day..

The day after your anniversary.


You stood up and took a tupperware from a kitchen counter and placed your untouched food there.

"Well.. I could always heat them up.." you spoke as you opened the refrigerator door,


"Time to sleep," you blew the candle light off.


~~

BAM


You instantly woke from your slumber with wide eyes and went down,


You gulped, thinking it was a thief,

But no, it was


Francis P.O.V.


"Francis!"


Francis turned to see ___ in a short cocktail dress. Francis didn't speak,


"Francis, would you like to eat?" ___ beamed,


"No."


"What about water?"


Francis didn't reply and just sat,


"Here! One glass of water!" ___ said as she gave the glass to Francis,


Francis took hold of the glass and took a sip,


"So.. How was yesterday?"


"Nothing much,"


"I see.."


Francis ignored,


"Any special occasions?"


"None. ___ please. I want to rest."


"Oh.. Okay.. Would you like a blanket? Hot coffee? Sweets?"

"I said I just want to rest. Handle my phone incase someone calls."

"Alright... Would you like to eat?" ___ replied.

"God! ___ DIDN'T YOU HEAR WHAT I JUST SAID!? I SAID I JUST WANT TO REST AND THERE YOU ARE, TALKING LIKE A RANDOM GIRL WANTING TO BE RAPED BY A RANDOM GUY."

___ stayed quiet.

"A-alright then..." ___ made her way to their bedroom with the look of sadness. Who can blame her? It was their anniversary.

~ That morning

Francis woke up to the sound of the neighbor's rooster and he was sleeping on a couch.

"Ahh. Mon dieu. I feel so tired!"

Francis looked around to see ___ because she is often downstairs preparing breakfast.

"___?" Francis called, 'Why isn't she awake yet? It's already sunrise.'

Francis went up to their room. He knocked, "___ I'm going in." as he spoke, he went in only to be encountered by nothing.

"She's not here?" Francis went out the door and continued searching the hallway. 'Where could she be?'

"___!" Francis shouted. "Where are you!?"

"I have checked everywhere but there's still no sign on where she is!"


Francis thought and thought on where ___ can be. At last! "I haven't check her own room yet!" Francis hurried down the hallway and screamed "___!"

Francis finally reached the door of ___'s room. He slowly twisted the knob and smiled.

"Good morning, ___! I love yo--" Francis stopped.

"___?"

"She's.. Not here.." Francis suddenly felt gloomy.

He went downstairs to make coffee. He made some coffee on the coffee maker and sat to wait. He made a reach for his phone.

Time check: 7:49 am

He unlocked his phone only to be encountered by a mail.

"Why now of all times? Gah. Better check it.."

He wandered through his inbox. It was just other notifications that he already knew but there is one thing that he wants to read.

A mail from ___.

Once Francis saw her name on the screen. He quickly called her number, only to be answered by the ringing of her phone behind him.

He turned his gaze, wanting to see ___ standing behind. It was just her phone on the coffee table. He sat still and read the mail.

"Dear Francis,
  
                  Hello, I didn't expect you to forget our anniversary yesterday but it was really okay. It's not like I hate you for not attending my self-effort on planning that perfect dinner. The thing that happened earlier this morning was. I was just asking for your attention and yet what did you give me? It is not my fault that I wanted to ask attention on the day after our anniversary. Call me whatever you want, 'low minded' or something. I just want to say that. Thank you for the past 3 years of relationship experience. I never really thought that we can hold on this long and now. This is the main reason of this mail. I'm breaking up with you.

                                          Wishing you to die,
                                                ___  ___"


Francis gulped after reading the mail. It was all over. Someone just broke up with him. Leaving him speechless.

His own precious angel.. Gone.


It's the thought that counts but there were no signs of thought in that happening so why count it?

~