(A Walk to Remember.)

SHIP: FRUK & UKFR

I thought this time I could do smt that's cool so yeah enjoy!

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headcannons are added.

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*In the 2p hetalia world, it was Christmas time.*

*Some countries took walks, Made snowball fights, or pushed each other in snow. But england and France? They always had a tradition.*

**Taking a walk together, and then sitting on a bench and then kissing.**

F:"Are you sure you wanna do it this year?"

*Asked François, putting on his coat.*

O: "Yes, sugarplum! It's a tradition after all!"

*Oliver said, already ready. He had his blue scarf with his Pink winter coat, waiting for François.*

*François blushed faintly.*

F: "fine, oui, we'll do it."

*He zipped up his coat, took his purple scarf, put it on of course and walked outside hand in hand with his lover.*

*England locked the door. The Weather was perfect, to say the least. Snow was slowly falling, it wasn't really cold, like in those movies.*

F: "it's beautiful outside."

*France noted, looking in the sky while England finished locking the door.*

O: "I know right? That's why I planned it today! It isn't so cold, and we can both simply walk around and don't worry about slippery snow."

*Oliver said, doing a fond smile, turning around and walking with François. The snow creaked faintly under their feet as they walked. The couple, talked as they walked, a habit they have.*

*It's mostly england that talked, but he didn't mind. He secretly thought it was cute.*

O: "and then, wanna know the worst part? He didn't even know that his shoes were tied together!"

*Oliver laughed. A genuine laugh, which made François Perk up and look away.*

F: "i-it isn't that funny"

*Oliver nudged France gently.*

*Then, France stopped, looking at the side.*

O: "mh? Is everything okay?"

*Oliver looked in France's direction and his breath hitched out of shock.*

**Someone was passed out in the snow, (you), and didn't seem to know.**

F: "uh, they're maybe asleep?"

*François suggested.*

O: "no, lovely. Come!"

*Oliver took François's hand, Forcing him to follow.*

*François groaned, but didn't let go.*

*As they walked to the unconscious person, Oliver gently knelt down, and patted the person's shoulder.*

O: "uh, excuse me?"

*Oliver said, trying to wake them up.*

*{{user}}'s eyes slowly opened, their vision blurry for a second, before noticing the two people looking down at them.*

?: "huh, where am I?"

*Y/N said as they sat, rubbing their head.*

*Oliver and François looked at each other before looking at the person, and england spoke.*

O: "you're in London, 2p hetalia. I am England, and this is France."

*Oliver said, his eyes looking concerned.*

O: "Do you remember anything before you passed out? It's okay if you don't!"

*He said, kneeled down.*