France x Reader: Aux Champs-Elysees ONESHOT

So I PUT THE TRANSLATIONS IN THE STORY SO PEOPLE WON'T GO TO GOOGLE TRANSLATE
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The song is very catchy, they showed it to us in french 1
AUTHOR'S NOTE CHAMPS ELYSEES IS A FAMOUS STREET. IT'S LIKE A FRENCH VERSION OF RODEO DRIVE.

It's been a while writing a hetalia x reader so here! ENJOY


Ah yes, today is the day. You're marrying the man you love. A certain frenchman to be exact. A certain frenchman who is perverted at times, makes inappropriate jokes at times but you had that spark when you met him.
The name's Francis. Francis Bonnefoy. Tall, Charming, ladies' man. Sky blue eyes, shoulder length blonde hair, Has a deep french accent. Something about him, made you think "is he the one?"

Here you are, all dressed in white, surrounded by friends, mom, sister, flower girls, in a beach house. Yes, Your dream of Having a wedding by the beach finally came true.  Your wedding dress >> www.babyonlinedress.com/images…

You're all smiles until it was time. You grabbed your father's hand as you walk down the aisle. the wind was perfect, the sounds of the waves crashing against the shore, it was music to your ears. All eyes are on you. in the front, next to your soon to be husband was the best man, Gilbert. what was really cute was that Gillbird was also in matching tux. Next to gilbert was Francis's loving friend, Antonio. The spaniard actually fell in love with you until he realizes that francis and you should be together.

Francis grabs your hand, making you snap out of your thoughts. You grabbed francis' hand.

"Dearly beloved"

Flashback~~

I have walked along the avenue
The heart opened for the unknown
I wished to say: good morning
No matter whom
No matter who you were
I told you no matter what
It was enough talking to you
For taming you.


You just got out of college, and you finally enough money to move to france for a while, on your own. you looked around. everything was different. Everyone was nice, the streets were clean, and most people are traveling by bike, unlike america. You fumbled as you tried to grab a taxi. by the street, Champs-Elysees. You managed to grab a taxi. but as soon as you got in, A tall man was in the taxi. He has blonde hair, blue eyes, tall, and a stubble on his chin. He looked at you and smiled.

"vous êtes nouveau ici? parce que je ne t'ai jamais vu ici auparavant et je connais tous les visages ici?"

A beam of sweat ran down the side of your forehead. You knew french, but because of this guy's beauty, it's distracting. You don't know. He's a beautiful stranger.

He chuckled. "are you new here? because I never seen you here before and I know all the faces around here."

You smiled and laughed nervously.

At the Champs- Élysées
At the Champs- Élysées
In the sun, under the rain
At noon or at midnight
There is everything you want
At the Champs- Élysées

You told me: „I have a date
In abasement with the madmen
Who spend with the guitar in the hand
From evening to morning.”
So, i have accompanied you
We sang, we danced
And we weren’t even thinking
Of kissing.


"I know french... but something about you is....mysterious. ahaha, I'm new here, I moved here from america" You eye smiled as you scratched the back of your head. He's beautiful... for a stranger that is...

"My name's Francis. I can show you around paris, the city of love, Taxi, Take us to see the Arc de Triomphe."

You were too distracted by his beauty to say that you have to go to your apartment first.

"What's your name, Ange (angel)?"

"______." You smiled.

"What a beautiful name, for a beautiful girl" With that, he kissed your hand.

Damn, All day, it was beautiful, La lourve, Eiffel tower, EVERYTHING. Then it was time to go home. Francis, all day long was happy. He was very nice gentleman, turns out he was a ladies man. You tried to make sure you didn't fall in love with the man. But it was already too late. But hey, Better late than never. A couple years past, during those years you found that he was The human personification of France, and you met the weirdest but most lovable friends.

Then it happened.

Yesterday evening, two strangers
And this morning, on the avenue
Two lovers, all dazed
From the long night
And from the Étoile to Concorde
An orchestra with thousand strings
All the birds of the point of the day
Sing the love.

He did it.

You lovebirds were walking hand in hand. He spinned you around in front of Arc de triomphe. on Champs-elysees. where you first met. he then grabbed you by the waist and kissed your neck.

"Francis~ not here in public." you giggled.

He laughed. then he got serious.

"_____ are you serious about me?"

"Oui~" He smirked. he really liked it when you respond back in french.

"Then will you marry me?" He kneel down, holding a ring. Out of nowhere, a french musician started playing his accordian. It was all so sudden. You then smiled and glomped Francis.

"Oui!"

"Mon dieu, SHE SAID YES!" People around stopped and said aww, and clapped as he places the ring on your finger.


Here you are, marrying the man you love.

~~TIMESKIP~~
you lovebirds went to A famous hotel in france for honeymoon.
You plopped onto bed in your lacy (f/c) lingerie. You still haven't given francis his "Wedding gift". He then walked into the room with two glasses and champagne, but he then dropped the expensive items on the floor, after seeing you. he smirked as he walked towards you.

"Francis," you said.

"hm?" his voice was muffled. he was too busy kissing you on the neck.

"Je'taime du fond de, mon couer, mon ange" He stopped and smiled.

"Je'taime, _______, je'taime. Maintenant, je vais vous donner une nuit que vous n'oublierez jamais (now i'm going to give you a night you'll never forget) "

You smiled as he continues to give you kisses.

At the Champs- Élysées
At the Champs- Élysées
In the sun, under the rain
At noon or at midnight
There is everything you want
At the Champs- Élysées

FIN~