It's not Real!...Or is it ?(YANDERE COUNTRYHUMANS X READER)

Chapitre 41

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(Y/N) Pov:

It's been almost an hour since you've recognised your old friends,  many feelings were felt. You were as happy and relieved to see them again as sad and melancholic due to past memories and friends. Caroline, Berthold and you got out of the barn and entered their cottage, it was very charming and comfortable...you felt at ease.

-"I still wonder how in the world you two met, got married and had a child." You spoke blankly, looking down at the wooden table you sat at with an empty gaze full of confusion. They just giggled.

-"You know, it was quite easy to find each other since everyone was saying we were crazy when talking about you. I still kept the angel metaphor by the way, I thought it suited you." Berthold said with a slight amused smile while looking at you. Yet, he continued.

-"So yeah, when you hear people whispering about another one who talks about an «angel» or a «young woman/man without a flag and with colours», you quickly connect the dots and follow the whispering until encountering said person." Berthold shrugged while moving slightly the glass he had in his hands, looking at the water who was moving inside. Caroline smiled while putting a hand on Berthold's chair while she was standing.

"Yes, we easily came into contact with each other and talked about how we knew you and our own experience in the war. Then, love just made its way." Caroline spoke softly with a gentle smile, making you smile too. Berthold stopped moving his glass around and put it down on the table before looking at Caroline.

-"My dearrrr, can we have a little wine? After all, having (Y/N) back with us is quite an event to celebrate, right??" Berthold asked with a charming smile and puppy eyes, but he was just met by Caroline's stern face.

-"Don't you think I forgot how you hid you had (Y/N) in the barn for I don't know how much time!" Caroline scowled at him like an angry mother and he just looked down to the table guiltily.

-"You make it sound very bad and weird..." Berthold mumbled quietly but she ignored it.

-"Plus, we need to spare the wine for later, Johann will bring back our guests one second or one other. So, enjoy your water." Caroline adds. You just got reminded of what you wanted to ask.

-"By the way, those guests, Johann and you didn't stop mentioning them, who are they?" You asked in slight confusion, Caroline and Berthold looked back at you.

-"Flora and Hannah? They are our friends. They told me you met them already when Hannah was just a little girl." Caroline said while looking at you, seeing your still confused state she smiled slightly.

-"They are Christoph's family." She said in a gentle voice. You furrowed your eyebrows and then you remembered. Of course... It was with them that you learned Christoph's death.

-"Oh..." You simply said as you remembered that time. You then blinked.

"Wait. Johann seemed to really like Hannah, is he in love with a child?!"  You exclaimed, repulsed. The two parents blinked before laughing.

-"A child? (Y/N), it's been a while since you've met them. Hannah is now in her twenties." Caroline reassured you while still giggling softly. You facepalmed when you felt you were getting old.

-"ah...well it reassures me at least..." You said awkwardly. Then, you blinked when you remembered something.

"Wait a minute... If it's been 20 years since the time where I met her, when she already had the Weimar Republic flag on her cheek... What year are we in?" You asked quietly, even if you didn't wanna hear the answer. Berthold and Caroline shared a look before they looked back at you.