Hey guys, this is my first reader insert, and I noticed there weren't any real genderqueer, or transgender fics out there… sooo drabble~ I'll probably put this as one then Ill post the Russia one sometime lol. Idk. If you want to read more of these (I won't post any nsfw stories on here) you'll have to go to my deviantart which is xxXanxx. I'll post randomly on here, and some of the older stories are going to be stopped because of my attitude towards them. So here's a short drabble anyways. Bye.
France had seen the most exquiste person at the local cafe. Their (E/C) eyes were bright and their clothing was lovely. their personal style which was made up of (3 Types of clothing) interested him. Even with their distinct style, France could never really make out their gender. He did not know it, but he didn't care too much about what gender they were.
They were just simply perfect.
Their eyes were what had attracted and drawn France in. They shined when they smiled, their (S/C) skin crinkling around their (e/c) eyes. They darkened with sadness when the two said goodbye, and they sparkled when they laughed at France's flirty humor.
France fell in love with the person at the care, ever so mysterious on their first date, and their second. He fell in love with (Y/N0 without trying, and he was happy. When he asked (Y/N) to be his partner, and (Y/N) said yes, he cried. And then (Y/N) told him. All he did was smile, and look into those beautiful eyes, and hold (Y/N) close.
Because to France, (Y/N) didn't have to have a gender to be loved. He loved them for their soul. After all… The eyes are the window to the soul…