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America X Reader X France : Personalities.
You woke up to the sound of your bedroom door opening.
"Huh?" You mumbled sleepily.
"Hey bro" You heard.. Francis?
"Bro?" You repeated after him.
"Yeah! I am hiding from eyebrows" He trailed off.
You were about to say something but then the door opened again, this time to reveal Alfred holding a bunch of roses.
"What?"
"I couldn't just come over to a beautiful woman's apartment without some flowers, no?" Alfred said in an unbelievably flirty voice.
"Yo dude, (name) doesn't want those, she much rather have a burger!"
You looked at the two blondes with much confusion.
"What is happening at this moment?" You asked.
"Bro, eyebrows changed us big time" Francis said, a grin reaching his lips.
"Uh.."
"So where should I put these flowers that almost reach your beauty?" You blushed at Alfred's comment, the man was making you flustered by the minute.
"Uh.. Over there" you pointed to a flower vase.
"Sorry for waking you though" Francis said sitting on your bed.
"Its okay"
"Oh (name)~" Alfred sang "I didn't know you had such lovely smelling hair!"
You blushed once again from Alfred's words.
"Dude, no way! Let me smell!" Francis bounced over sniffing your locks.
"Okayy, stop smelling me and how about food?" You stood up quickly.
Francis nodded and rushed down the hall to your kitchen.
"Food!"
~
The three of you all argued on what food to have.
Well.. You liked both ideas.
"Take away!" Francis yelled.
Take away sounded good, nice chicken fried rice sounded delicious! But you always got a little sick when it came to Chinese take aways.
"No, no.. What about a lovely cooked roast?"
That sounds expensive and a lot of time but still it made your mouth water.
The two men looked at you for a suggestion.
"Uh.. How about we just have soup?"
~
Finally settling on making lentil soup, the three of you sat down dipping bread slices into the lentil pools.
"Mmm ~" all three of you courses as you all put the soggy bread in your mouths.
"So what did you do this time?" You asked.
"I plucked one of his eyebrows" Francis chuckled.
"And I showed up uninvited."
"Poor artie.." You mumbled.
~
It was then you realized that the two had shown up very early, and you were getting tired.
"Guys.. Can we go to sleep?"
You asked them sleepily, the two smiled softly as you drooped side ways and fell asleep.
End-
You woke up to the sound of your bedroom door opening.
"Huh?" You mumbled sleepily.
"Hey bro" You heard.. Francis?
"Bro?" You repeated after him.
"Yeah! I am hiding from eyebrows" He trailed off.
You were about to say something but then the door opened again, this time to reveal Alfred holding a bunch of roses.
"What?"
"I couldn't just come over to a beautiful woman's apartment without some flowers, no?" Alfred said in an unbelievably flirty voice.
"Yo dude, (name) doesn't want those, she much rather have a burger!"
You looked at the two blondes with much confusion.
"What is happening at this moment?" You asked.
"Bro, eyebrows changed us big time" Francis said, a grin reaching his lips.
"Uh.."
"So where should I put these flowers that almost reach your beauty?" You blushed at Alfred's comment, the man was making you flustered by the minute.
"Uh.. Over there" you pointed to a flower vase.
"Sorry for waking you though" Francis said sitting on your bed.
"Its okay"
"Oh (name)~" Alfred sang "I didn't know you had such lovely smelling hair!"
You blushed once again from Alfred's words.
"Dude, no way! Let me smell!" Francis bounced over sniffing your locks.
"Okayy, stop smelling me and how about food?" You stood up quickly.
Francis nodded and rushed down the hall to your kitchen.
"Food!"
~
The three of you all argued on what food to have.
Well.. You liked both ideas.
"Take away!" Francis yelled.
Take away sounded good, nice chicken fried rice sounded delicious! But you always got a little sick when it came to Chinese take aways.
"No, no.. What about a lovely cooked roast?"
That sounds expensive and a lot of time but still it made your mouth water.
The two men looked at you for a suggestion.
"Uh.. How about we just have soup?"
~
Finally settling on making lentil soup, the three of you sat down dipping bread slices into the lentil pools.
"Mmm ~" all three of you courses as you all put the soggy bread in your mouths.
"So what did you do this time?" You asked.
"I plucked one of his eyebrows" Francis chuckled.
"And I showed up uninvited."
"Poor artie.." You mumbled.
~
It was then you realized that the two had shown up very early, and you were getting tired.
"Guys.. Can we go to sleep?"
You asked them sleepily, the two smiled softly as you drooped side ways and fell asleep.
End-
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Are you still doing these? c:
If so I'd wonder what'd happen with Romano and France
OR America and Russia
If so I'd wonder what'd happen with Romano and France
OR America and Russia