obama x trump x biden x kim jong un x putin x reader

Walk Like a Boe Jiden

Y/N sat with Kim Jong Un, patting his chubby arms as they comforted him.

"I just can't believe he would do that! Did...did the date mean nothing to him?" Kim Jong cried, taking another bite of his Jen and Berry's ice cream.

Y/N sighed. "I'm here for you, Kim Jong Un. I care for you. So much. Do you want anyone to come over?"

Kim Jong nodded quietly.

Y/N checked their phone. "Boe Jiden is free. Do you want to see him?"

Kim Jong Un nodded, sniffling a bit, his hands gently holding the two-gallon carton of ice cream. Y/N looked over at the ice cream as he ate.

"....can I have some?"

"yeah! Go ahead." He handed them a spoon.

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As Boe Jiden drove to the house (and got lost thirty times because he's old), Y/N got a text notification.

Thinking it was from Boe Jiden, they sighed. "thank goddess. He's not lost, is he?"

Opening their messaging app, they noticed it was from Trump. Subconsciously, they clicked it.

"I'm sorry. It's not what it looks like, I swear. I know you saw me with Melania, but she and I are divorced and are just friends now. I would never cheat on or hurt you or anyone else in our relationship. Please believe me. I understand an apology can't change how you feel, and I don't expect it to. Just please know that I care about you and I hope you're feeling well. I know you're worried about Kim Jong, but please be worried about yourself too. I know how it feels to throw your feelings away for others. It only results in heartbreak and four divorces. I love you."

Y/N's eyes widened as they finished reading, their free hand cupping their mouth.

They tried to text something back.

"Stop gaslighting me."

"I don't believe you."

"Go away."

"I hope you're telling the truth."

"I want to trust you. "

"I love you too."

"Please help me."

" I can't do this anymore."

But no words could describe the way they felt.

Betrayal. Anger. Love. Sorrow. Anxiety. Confusion. Overwhelming fear. Exhaustion.

Slowly, they crumpled to the ground in tears, releasing years of pent up emotions.

Sobs racked their body as they breathed heavily.

Kim Jong Un, noticing this, looked over at their phone.

He had also known that Y/N kept things in; it's why they broke up in college. When they couldn't push their feelings away, they would push away others instead. It broke them. And this time, Kim Jong wouldn't stand around and watch from a distance.

For the first time in his life, Kim Jong Un did something that could only be counted as his biggest accomplishment.

He pushed away his ice cream.

Not only that, but his self pity, and pulled Y/N into a hug. Y/N, tired and overwhelmed, melted into his touch, finding solace in Kim Jong Un's presence, sitting with each other for what felt like hours.

Suddenly the doorbell rang.

Boe Jiden opened up the door. "wassup you whores."

"God dammit, Boe Jiden."