Papa!FrancexLittle!Reader 3

     When you became seven, the worst thing that could possibly happen, in France's-
  perspective, happened.




     "Maman...", You said drowsily, as you stepped into view, from the corner
  into the living-room.




     It was the early hours of the morning, and it seemed that France had a visitor.
  "Mr. England!", Your sleepiness was now long forgotten, at seeing one of your-
  favorite people.




     "Why, ello Love.", England was most surprised, to see you, at such a time.
  



     Seeing him sparked something inside your body, which made you rush towards him,
  and hug the man with all your might.




     England laughed softly, and raised you, resting you in his lap.
  "Good morning, M-Maman!", You blushed a delicate pink, when you processed,
  that... YOU WERE IN ENGLAND'S LAP!




     "Morning, mon petit", France emphasized on 'my',
  but you didn't seem to notice, considering you were half way in La-La-Land.




     "Maman... I'm hungry...", You half lied, so France would leave, and give you,
  and England some "alone" time.




     "I'll ake' breakfeast, zhen.", France sighed, and left the room.




     You immediately turned in England's lap, and stared up at him.
  You smiled like an idiot, with a love struck heart, because it was very true.
  You... Well had a thing for England, which was adorable, to Hungary,
  but like a fish out of water, for France.




     "Your going to be eight soon correct, love?", England smiled, and patted your
  head, which only made your face glow brighter.




     "O-Oui", You really did love England, and France knew it. It really pained him,
  to see you even talk to him.




     "M-Mr. England?", "Hm, what is it, love?", England raised an abnormally large
  eyebrow, to your questioning his name.




     "I just wanted to tell you.. That I heard you sing, yesterday! A-And your voice
  is b-beautiful!", You sputtered out, and went from pink to red, in a split second.




     "Did you now?", England smiled, at your compliment.
  "Now, what's your favorite song, love?", Your eyes widened, at his question,
  but you answered truthfully.




     "T-Teenage Dream...", You averted your eyes, from his, and found a near lamp,
  that all of a sudden was like a street performer in a vacant passage.




     "I think your pretty, without any make-up on~", Your eyes widened,
  when you hear his voice, and his arms nudged you into his chest.




     "I think your funny, when you tell the punchline wrong~"
  I know you get me, so I let my walls come down, down

     Before you met me, I was a wreck
  But things were kinda heavy, you brought me to life
  Now every February you'll be my valentine, valentine

     Let's go all the way tonight
  No regrets, just love
  We can dance until we die
  You and I, we'll be young forever

     You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream
  The way you turn me on, I can't sleep
  Let's runaway and don't ever look back
  Don't ever look back

     My heart stops when you look at me
  Just one touch, now baby I believe
  This is real, so take a chance
  And don't ever look back, don't ever look back

     We drove to Cali and got drunk on the beach
  Got a motel and built a floor out of sheets
  I finally found you, my missing puzzle piece
  I'm complete

    Let's go all the way tonight
  No regrets, just love

     We can dance until we die
  You and I, we'll be young forever

     You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream
  The way you turn me on, I can't sleep
  Let's runaway and don't ever look back
  Don't ever look back

     My heart stops when you look at me
  Just one touch, now baby I believe
  This is real, so take a chance
  And don't ever look back, don't ever look back

     I'ma get your heart racing in my skin-tight jeans
  Be your teenage dream tonight
  Let you put your hands on me in my skin-tight jeans
  Be your teenage dream tonight

     You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream
  The way you turn me on, I can't sleep
  Let's runaway and don't ever look back
  Don't ever look back

     My heart stops when you look at me
  Just one touch, now baby I believe
  This is real, so take a chance
  And don't ever look back, don't ever look back

     I'ma get your heart racing in my skin-tight jeans
  Be your teenage dream tonight
  Let you put your hands on me in my skin-tight jeans
  Be your teenage dream tonight~"




      By the time he finished singing that wonderful song, your heart was beating at an
  unnaturally fast rate, and your face was multiple shades of red.




      "How was that, love?", England's calling you 'love' was really getting
  to you.




      You see the whole time he sang, you imagined him actually meaning those
  words, it made an idea come to your mind.




     "Mr. England, can I give you something, for singing to me?", You asked, with
  a slight smile on your itty-bittie face.




     "Well, I don't see why not.", England chuckled.




     You motioned for him to come closer, he complied.
  You got closer, and closer...-




     You placed your small lips over his, and kissed him for a few seconds, and then-




     "C'est quoi ce bordel?!?!", France's voice yelled, as he had strut into the
  living area.




     "VHAT ZHE HOLY HELL ARE YOU DOING TO MON PETIT?", France dropped his phone,
  seeing as he had been sending a text to Gilbert, and Antonio.




                             France was jealous.