Y/N pranced around the shopping mall, admiring the cool things on sale. Kim Jong Un followed, with Obama by his side. While they talked business ( aka flirted with eachother), the ecstatic ADHD autistic previous theater kid YN grabbed stuff off shelves while checking their list.
Let's see:new pink lip tint for Kim Jong, that cute pink shirt that trump was admiring so longingly, a quinceañera dress for Obama, that kuromi plush that Putin wanted(I can't believe he's still sick!*) some gloves for Bo Jiden's Mailer Soon cosplay, and, last but not least, a cute pair of black knee high Sam Edelman boots for Y/N.
On the hunt, the kuromi plush Putin wanted was out of stock, so they got the next best thing: a cheeseburger backpack.
When everything was getting paid for, they grabbed their stuff.
"That'll be $70 even."
"Thanks, hot checkout lady!" Y/N chirped, and dashed back to Kim Jong Un and Obama, who were about to smooch.
"I got the stuff! Let's go!!"
Flustered, they quickly separated, looking away awkwardly as they exited the shopping mall.
They headed to the limo, when, out of the corner of their eye, Y/N saw trump.
With another partner.
AN: *for context, Putin was sick back in chapter 4. he has aids.* But we're in for some drama. strap in, you failed abortions. You finna be in for a hell of a ride. Also sorry for the short chapter lol, idk what to do.
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obama x trump x biden x kim jong un x putin x reader
Non-FictionThey loved eachother. at the same time. This totally won't get scandalous, witty, and ✨spicy✨
