Becoming a 2P... (France/2P!France x Reader)
To be honest... I don't know how we became friends. We worked in the same office, sure. But I never though Francis Bonnefoy, the office flirt, would be my friend. I'm not exactly the social type. I'd rather be at home on the computer like I was in my teen years, but here I am, 26 and in an office and friends with the popular guy. Although he's popular for all the wrong reasons. He's both famous and infamous here. Famous for his food and high moral grounds and genuinely because he's a nice guy. But he's infamous for his sleeping around or as some put it 'raping' but they have no proof he's raped people, he's not a rapist! He's just a flirt. That's all. I mean, who wouldn't fall for him? His lovely wave blonde hair with that one pesky curl hidden within. His sapphire orbs capturing anyone that looked in them. His stubble that just seemed to add to his handsome look. On top of all that? He has an amazing fashion sense. I guess you could say I liked him... hell you could say I love him. Bo
Becoming a 2P... (America/2P!America x reader)
Alfred, my best friend since I can remember, school's star baseball player, wannabe hero and all round adorkable idiot. What wasn't to love about him? Yeah... I loved him. From his aviator jacket to his glasses nicknamed 'Texas' to his cowlick and adorable smile. We'd always spend hours and hours playing video games or watching horror movies, although I'm pretty sure that the girl is meant to be in the boys lap, hiding in their chest NOT the other way around. But... something's different with him now... I don't know what it is, but he went somewhere with his other friends, when they came back they were covered in cuts or large wounds. And to be honest the sight scared me. I tried asking but he'd just shrug it off... and now... we're not so close.
I waited at my locker, leaning against it. It was the end of school and we'd always meet here... but lately he wasn't shown up. 'Maybe he has homework or a game? No that was last week...' I waited for ten minutes before deciding that h
Becoming a 2P... (Canada/2P!Canada x reader)
"He hasn't been doing well..."
"I check on him everyday, he hasn't been sleeping..."
"he has nightmares of that place... "I hope he gets better soon...."
That's all I hear nowadays. Before the mansion no one even knew he was there! Only me! I might sound jealous, well I am but I'm mostly mad! I'm so pissed off about how only now they start caring for him! Ugh...
"(Y-Y/N)? A-are you okay?" Matthew called from behind me.
"Yeah Mattie, get some sleep okay?" He looked like hell, he had bags under his eyes, his eyes looked dull and had no energy in them. He's my best friend and it's killing me seeing him like this.
"I-I'll try but Alfred said to not sleep because of my nightmares..." I sighed at that reply, I'm going to kick that American's ass when I see him!
"How about this, wait until I finished my paperwork and I'll sleep with you, that sound okay?" I looked at him as I suggested that. His face turned red and shyly nodded, oh how