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

Chapitre 47

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(Y/N) Pov:

You breathed in sharply. Okay (Y/N), now was time to be careful on what you say...

-"America. Where is (B/F/N)." You asked  with all seriousness you could muster. You glanced at the time, it's been almost half an hour since you left Third Reich, you'll have to be careful. America huffed and let out a dry chuckle.

-"ah... You're lucky I miss you too much to be angry immediately. Don't worry, like I said, they're with me! Completely fine!" He told you from the other line, you also heard some shuffling as (B/F/N) seemingly backed away from him. They also were breathing heavily. Your gaze softened in concern. Were they okay? They sounded like they were hurt.

-"Are you sure? Can I talk to them please?" You asked in a more trembling tone of voice than you'd prefer, but you couldn't help it, you were just so worried about your only friend left. America didn't reply, you swear this guy surely enjoyed you sounding so afraid.

-"Hm... Why would I do that? I want to talk to you. Maybe if you asked some more I would give in~" You heard his little giggle and glared at the wall. You didn't have patience for his crap.

-"Do you really think I'd beg for you like that? Just pass the damn phone to (B/F/N)!" You lashed out, you were just so worried about (B/F/N), and angry at... almost everyone. Maybe you should ask someone if a therapist is available? You clearly need one right now. After making sure they wouldn't just spill all to Third Reich, something that is most likely going to happen.

-"Fine, fine! After all I can't really do anything to you right now... I'll just hope we meet in person soon~" America replied in his usual cocky tone before you heard the phone being handed over. Your breath was caught in your throat as you heard (B/F/N)'s weak voice.

-"(Y/N)?" They asked, a bit of worry and relief in their voice. They sounded so...tired. You frowned despite the immense joy that was spread into you from hearing them.

-(B/F/N)! Oh my god, I can't believe I can talk to you! I'm completely lost since we got separated! I swear I can't do it anymore!" You exclaimed, tears forming into your eyes, you hated the fact that America surely was listening to everything you said but you just wanted to talk to (B/F/N), so, you ignored him.

-"(Y/N)... (B/F/N) mumbled quietly. Are you completely safe?" They asked, in a voice so quiet and weak that it pulled at your heartstrings.

-"Yes... Yes I am... Or at least I think so..." You told them. For now, Third Reich didn't seem to want to hurt you or anything, even though you couldn't drop your guard. (B/F/N) just breathed in softly.

-"That's... great." They exhaled, you could feel that they were trying to smile, but your frown stayed on your face.

-"Yeah... What about...you?" You asked them hesitantly. Your voice was quivering with every word. (B/F/N) just chuckled slightly despite their tiredness.

-"Yeah... I'm good... Even though I long for a proper bed. But Mr.Oil Addict is too selfish to just spare one bed." They replied while trying to lighten up the mood. It was clear from their voice that they indeed didn't seem to sleep well. America's nickname made you snigger slightly despite your emotional state.

-"You know he can hear you...right?" You sigh with a smile, holding gently your phone. (B/F/N) giggled as they held their phone to their ear, throwing a glance at America who was staring at them down with crossed arms while he leaned on the wall. Anyone else would be frightened by the glare (B/F/N) could guess behind his sunglasses, but they were just too happy to hear you again to be intimidated.