#2pfrance

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2p!France- Francois would leave, then come back with a notepad and pencil and tell you to write down what happened. Once you did that, he’d nod and pass the pad back to you, telling you to use the pad until you felt comfortable with speaking again.

2p!America- Worried, Al would hold you close and keep asking you to tell him what was wrong. Eventually, he’d get you to mime it or write it down, at which point he’d relax a little now he knew what was wrong. He’d then tell you that he loved your voice, but of course you could take all the time you needed before talking again, and he’d be there with you.

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2ps who’d try to stop their s/o from wearing revealing clothing:

2p!America- What can i say? He just gets jealous very easily, and if he caught another guy staring at you, he’d be likely to punch them. To avoid situations like that, that could potentially put you in danger too, he prefers to ask you just to wear more clothes (although, he’d respect your decision ultimately, even if he disliked it.)

2p!Italy- Quite similar to Alan, really, he’s just a very jealous guy who’d rather be the only person to see your skin. If you wore something revealing anyway, he’d accept your decision, although he’d cover you with his jacket as you walked and put on his best killer glare to warn other guys off.

2p!France- Simply because he’s a testosterone-fuelled monster, he believes all other guys are like him. So when he sees other guys looking at his s/o, even when she’s dressed up to her neck in thick winter clothes, he just knows that they’re thinking of undressing her. He certainly doesn’t want to help them do this, so he tries to push her not to show too much skin in public, or if she really wants to, he stays close by her at all times to make sure nobody tries anything.

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2p!America- “So…let me get this straight…” Al groaned, leaning back against the wall behind his bed, russet hair flattening against the cold, hard beige tiles.
“You… You’re my.. Uh… Partner?”
You nodded, a little nervous. What if he didn’t like you? The doctors had told you that the amnesia would most likely be only short and temporary, but what would Al say about you if he didn’t know you?
“Wow..” You looked down. He sounded disappointed. You could feel your cheeks heating up.
“You’re beautiful..” Oh yes. They were definitely heating up now.

2p!France- The blond surveyed you, almost lazily taking you in. You fidgeted nervously in your seat. What would he say? What if he was unimpressed? What if he didn’t like you?
“So.” He opened his mouth for the first time since you’d arrived. “We’re dating?”
Wordlessly, you nodded. You’d gotten the original explanation out of the way, and now you just felt nervous, awaiting his reaction.
“In that case, i have something to ask you.”
“Oh, anything!” You replied, perhaps a bit too enthusiastically. It wasn’t like you could help it, nerves just did that to your voice.
Taking a few moments after your mild outburst, he let out a lazy breath.
“Have i fucked you?”
A dark red spread to your cheeks, your heart squeezing and butterflies going crazy in your stomach. It was like meeting him all over again, and it was oh so exciting. Nerve-wracking too.
Not trusting words, you just nodded.
Another first since you’d arrived- his features split into the smirk that you knew well.
“Then i’d like a reminder. Just to see if it helps get rid of this amnesia, of course.”

2p!Japan- Before you sat Kuro, your boyfriend of many years now. He looked the same as always; straight raven hair, light skin, slim yet muscled body- even in a hospital gown, he retained the same timeless grace and poise.
He was so much the same as always, that it was impossible to believe. To believe he didn’t know you anymore. That he couldn’t remember.
He’d spent all the time you were there listening, staring, waiting. As bad the timing was, you couldn’t help but feel that old flutter in your chest, just like when you’d first met.
You felt yourself shiver as those cold, calculating eyes passed over you once more.
“Tell me something.” He said, suddenly.
You jumped at his sudden communication. “Yeah?”
“We live together?”
“Yes.”
“We are romantically involved?”
You nodded. The side of his mouth twitched.
“Were we sexually involved?”
Eyes widening, you felt a blush spatter over your cheeks.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” He was smirking now. Really, clearly smirking. Son of a…
You looked down, refusing to meet his eyes. Oh yes, definitely the same Kuro as always.
To your further embarrassment, you felt a finger on your chin. He tilted your face up, leaning over until your noses touched as he did so.
“So…” He murmured, eyes twinkling in a way that made you swallow. “What about you show me some… Familiar territory, just to help me remember?”