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Austria x Depressed!Reader St. Valentine's day

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Brokenhearted!Austria x Depressed!Reader  St. Valentine's day

It was Friday. You were going to Gilbert Beilschmidt's house. He was one of your best friends and you were meeting him. You decided to wear a (favorite color) dress and a beautiful sparkling sandals . When you were walking towards your friend's house, you realized someone was following you. You saw a young guy with long blond hair. He had shiny blue eyes and beard.
"Bonsoir, mademoiselle..." He said to you in French and got close to you. You were paralyzed: You didn't know this guy and he was flirting with you.
The French placed his hand to your waist and he approached you to him. You knew he was about to kiss you and you yelled, before punching him on the face.
"Dammit! Why did you do this?!" He shouted, with his hand on his nose.
"What!? Who are you!?" You responded, angrily.
"I am Francis Bonnefoy, I am a friend of Gilbert Beilschmidt, and I know he is one of your closest friends. I only wanted to be friends with you! His friends are my friends."
You sighed. "And you needed to flirt with me..." You muttered.
He laughed and continued speaking: "Hey, if this annoyed you, excuse me! But you are so pretty~!"
"I'm sorry, but you are not the kind of guy I like." You concluded, looking sternly at him.
"Can I accompany you to Gilbert's house, at least?" Francis asked.
You felt a little bit sorry for him, and you said to him: "Well, ok. But if you touch me, I'll punch you again, but this time, where the sun doesn't shine! You are warned!"
And this night started your friendship with Francis. He became your best friends few time later, and you trusted a lot in him. Two months later he knew all your life and some secrets you confessed to him.
It was 1st of February, and one afternoon you met your best friend for talk with him.
"Hi, Francis!" You said to him when you saw he was running towards you. He hugged you.
"Why you are so affectionate? I am not your girlfriend...!"
"Do you want to be it?" He giggled, but he know your reply.
"No. I told it to you since the first day we met!"
"Now that you bring the subject up... It will soon be St. Valentine's day! Will you spend the day with your sweetheart?"
You sighed and looked away.
"_____? What happened?"
"I haven't boyfriend. And it hurts a little bit to me."
"It cannot be true!" He yelled, unconvinced. "You're a great person and really beautiful...!"
"Stop. It isn't true." You muttered. Your eyes were filled with tears. "And I think I fell in love with a person, but... he never would love me..."
"Don't say those things! I'm the country of love and I tell to you love is never impossible! And a lot less for you, ____!"
"Thank you, Francis." You said, drying your tears with a tissue.
"And now, tell me...! Who is your Romeo?" Francis asked, smiling.
"R-Roderich Edelstein." You confessed. "But don't tell it to anyone."
"Of course not. Whoa, I know you like stern guys, but Roderich...  The handsome Austrian boy of your class... I don't want to discourage you, but
I  know he had girlfriend, but don't worry! I don't know his love condition right now..."
"Oh..." You said, heartbroken.
And this feared day arrived. You assisted to class like every day, but it was a special day. The air of your classroom was permeated with love, you could feel it, and this depressed you more.
The bell rang and the biology class finished. You couldn't stop looking at your Austrian classmate, who was talking with a pretty girl called Elizavéta. This image produced sadness to you, and you run towards the dinning room of the W Academy about to cry.
When you saw Roderich again in the dinning room, he was alone and with tears on his cheeks. You didn't know what happened to him.
"Are you fine?" A voice said to you. It was Francis.
"I think yes..." You could feel a hand on your shoulder. You caressed the French's hand.
"Love is a battlefield." He murmured. "Love is a great thing, but is also painful."
You could feel tears in your eyes again. You had lunch fast and you decided to go to the library of the Academy, in the second floor. You passed in front of the music classroom and you heard a melody beautifully played on the piano.
"Oh. This music is wonderful." You said to yourself. You decided to go to the music classroom and you found Roderich Edelstein playing the piano. Your heart stopped beating for a second. One part of you wanted to leave the class but the other wanted to sit there and listen to his music and, maybe talk with him.
You chose the second option. When you closed the door, the noise disturbed the Austrian and he stopped playing.
"I'm sorry. I didn't want to annoy you." You apologized, looking at him. Roderich stood up and looked coldly at you.
"____... Why did you come here?" He asked. You felt a little bit irritated for the question.
"I'm sorry... I'm leaving..." You responded, but the Austrian cut your words.
"No! Don't misunderstand me! I would to say... Why are you here? It's St. Valentine's day...! Why aren't you with Francis?"
"Francis...?" You muttered. "And you? Why are you here alone? Where is Elizavéta?"
"Elizavéta isn't now my girlfriend. She break off with me this morning." His voice had melancholy and then he started to cry.
"Roderich...!" You yelled. You run towards him and hugged the Austrian.
"Le-Leave me alone... Go with Francis... I'll be alone forever." He insisted.
"No... I want to be with you." You looked to his beloved piano. The keys of it were covered with tears.
You rested hugged for some seconds. You looked at his beautiful violet eyes. He caressed your (hair color) hair and he approached his face to yours. You closed your (color of your eyes) and he kissed you. His lips were soft and sweet. Austria placed his hands to your waist and approached your body to him. You hugged him tightly while he was kissing you. Seconds later he walked away and shouted, worried:
"I'm so sorry, ____! I don't want to do it, but... I'm sorry! I know you are going out with Francis, I-I..."
"Shut up... What did you say?" You ordered, sternly "I'm not going out with Francis! He is only a friend...!"
"Ah..." He sighed. "Then, we can continue, can't we?" You didn't responded, only kissed him on the lips with passion. He stroked your (skin color) skin and placed you on the piano, without stop kissing you.
Someone opened the door. It was Prussia.
"Hey, piano idiot! Look at this! The awesome me and your ex-girlfriend are going out! Piano idiot?" He yelled with his annoying and habitual tone of voice.
When he saw his "friend" and you becoming entangled, he shouted louder.
"WHOA, AUSTRIA!! YOU BROKE OFF WITH ELIZAVÉTA THIS MORNING AND YOU ARE..."
"Shut up!" Ordered the Austrian, embarrassed. And then Elizavéta appeared, saw the scene and kissed the Prussian in the lips, probably to challenge Roderich. Gilbert kicked the door and left Austria and you alone in the classroom.
You jumped off the Grand Piano and when you  were going to get out of the room, embarrassed also, you felt a hand in your shoulder.
"R-Roderich, what do you want...?"
"Nur bleiben hier mit dich... "Responded Austria in his language, while he caressed gently your cheek."Surely you didn't know, but... _-____... I've loved you since the day I saw you for first time..."
Your heart started beating faster. He hugged you and felt his lips again close to yours. Then he suddenly stopped and took a key from his pocket. He locked the door of the classroom and then you pounced on him. You've been waiting this moment for a lot of time...
Hi! Hope you liked!!
Important!! If you detect any mistake, PLEASE, NOTIFY ME! I'm learning English and I did grammatical mistakes still... *sigh*. Thank you so much! :3
I love Austria <3 I think if the perfect man exists, he will be like Roderich.


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AccarriahFang's avatar
Wow, you are open to the public that you are a country, huh France?