Chapter 15 - It'll be Okay

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America looked at NK as he explained India-No wait-Bharat's process to get him ready.
"It didn't hurt, since I was sedated, but I woke up with a numb feeling." NK nodded along, drawing a picture while he was talking.

"It feels weird," Ame said, "Knowing that part of me is just gone."
NK spoke, "That's how it feels. Either weird, numb, or pain. Since you were unconscious, the last option wouldn't apply to you." He furrowed his eyes as he thought of his own amputation.

Screaming.
The battlefield was bloody.
Too bloody.
Where was he again?
"Stop! It hurts!"

"North Korea?"
He jolted, suddenly aware of the real world again, as America held his right arm. Ame's eyes stayed on his left. His prosthetic arm.

"You know what it feels like, don't you?" America started, "But you had it worse."

NK thought of countering that, "Not really. It probably hurts to be burned alive."

With that, America managed to make a small smile. North Korea finished his sketch. I'll have to outline it later.

As NK said farewell to America, he was met with a taller, red male. China stared at him. "We...we need to talk."

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"So you thought it was me," China summed up, "Because I told you to be wary around America."

North Korea looked at his eyes. He looked tired, and hurt.

"I'm just cautious," China continued with the conversation. "After all, he's partially responsible for..." he glanced at NK's arm, and he sighed.

NK instinctively held his left arm. "It's not bad. Sure it hurt during the war, but not anymore."

China reached out and held his hands, staring for a second. He gently rubbed his fingers over both the real and prosthetic, feeling the difference between the two. Eventually, he flipped them over, gently tracing patterns onto NK's palm. "It's much colder." He commented.

North Korea blinked, "Not always. If I overuse it, it tends to start heating up. It doesn't burn though." He looked at China's eyes again, "Something's on your mind. Please, tell me."

"No."

"Why?"

"I just don't want to."

NK sighed, "I'm your friend. I should know so I can help you. You can confide in me."

China looked back at the room America was in. "I... I don't know if I should say 'I'm sorry'. The way I've treated him in the past was horrible. I know it's best for me but..."

"You're scared he'll just hate you."

"Not just hate me. Hate me more." China covered his face in shame. NK was in shock. He'd never seen this version of China. What was he supposed to do?

"China. America never hated you. He won't if you apologize. The past is the past and I'm sure he's moved on. Besides, he could care less about that. All he cares about is that you won't hate him. He'll still be alright whether you do or don't, it's your choice." NK put his left arm around the taller male, using his right to try to get China to face him. Once he did, he cupped China's face, and did something he might never forget.

He leaned in, and kissed him.








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AAAAAAND CUT!

:)

Ehe, I enjoy doing that.

ANYWAYS

A wild Chapter 15 appears!

Decided to two trauma bois needed more page time and gave them a ✨La Kiss✨

NK is short >:3

I enjoyed making this chapter (no seriously I wanted to giggle and kick my feet up into the air 'cause these two are so cute) and I hope you enjoyed reading it.

'Till the next chapter, readers

-PriyaTheCountryhumansFan

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