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unspoken longing

request by:@beetriceishot

Chapter 1: The Meeting

Seoul in springtime was a city of blossoms and bustle. It was here that South Korea first met New Zealand at an international trade conference. South Korea was charismatic and polished, with dark hair and sharp features that commanded attention. New Zealand, with his easygoing demeanor and striking green eyes, exuded a natural warmth that contrasted with South Korea's formality.

They were seated next to each other during a dinner reception, and what began as small talk about economic policies soon blossomed into a deeper conversation about culture, dreams, and the burdens of their responsibilities.

"Sometimes," South Korea confessed, his voice barely audible over the clinking of glasses, "I feel like I'm constantly trying to live up to everyone's expectations. It's... exhausting."

New Zealand nodded, his expression empathetic. "I get it. Being the face of a nation, it's a lot to carry. But you're not alone, you know."

Their connection was immediate and intense, but unspoken tensions lingered beneath the surface. South Korea found himself drawn to New Zealand's sincerity and kindness, while New Zealand was captivated by South Korea's strength and vulnerability.

Chapter 2: The Rift

Months passed, and their friendship deepened. They visited each other's countries, experiencing the beauty and challenges firsthand. Yet, beneath their camaraderie, a deeper, more complicated emotion brewed.

During a visit to Auckland, South Korea stood on the beach with New Zealand, watching the sunset. The beauty of the moment was marred by the weight of unspoken words. South Korea's heart ached with a longing he couldn't voice, afraid of ruining what they had.

"Is something wrong?" New Zealand asked gently, sensing South Korea's turmoil.

South Korea sighed, struggling to find the right words. "It's just... sometimes I wonder if we can ever truly be ourselves. We're always playing these roles."

New Zealand's hand found South Korea's, their fingers intertwining. "We can be ourselves with each other, South Korea. You don't have to hide from me."

The touch ignited a spark, and for a brief moment, South Korea felt a flicker of hope. But the reality of their positions loomed large, and the fear of rejection kept him silent.

Chapter 3: The Breaking Point

Their relationship grew strained as the months turned into years. The pressures of their respective roles and the distance between them created a chasm that seemed insurmountable. South Korea threw himself into his work, trying to drown out the longing that gnawed at his heart. New Zealand, on the other hand, found solace in the wild landscapes of his homeland, yet couldn't shake the emptiness that accompanied South Korea's absence.

During a particularly tense international summit in Tokyo, the facade finally cracked. An argument over a trivial matter escalated, fueled by the unspoken emotions and frustrations that had built up over time.

"Why do you always have to be so damn distant?" New Zealand shouted, his voice breaking. "I thought we had something real, South Korea."

South Korea's eyes were filled with pain. "Do you think this is easy for me? I'm scared, New Zealand. Scared of what it means if I admit how I feel."

New Zealand stepped closer, his anger fading into sorrow. "And what do you feel, South Korea?"

The silence that followed was deafening. South Korea's heart pounded in his chest as he took a step forward, closing the distance between them. "I... I love you, New Zealand. But I don't know how to make this work."

Chapter 4: Intimacy

The confession hung in the air, a fragile truth laid bare. New Zealand's eyes softened, and he cupped South Korea's face in his hands. "We can figure it out together. But you have to let me in."

In the quiet of South Korea's hotel room, they found solace in each other's arms. The first kiss was tentative, a gentle brush of lips that quickly deepened into something more urgent. Clothes were discarded, and the barriers that had kept them apart crumbled in the face of their desire.

New Zealand's touch was both tender and possessive, his hands exploring South Korea's body with a reverence that made South Korea's heart ache. They moved together in a dance as old as time, the physical expression of the emotions they had kept hidden for so long.

"You're beautiful," New Zealand whispered against South Korea's skin, his breath hot and trembling. "I've wanted this for so long."

South Korea arched into New Zealand's touch, his own hands roaming over New Zealand's strong, muscular frame. "Me too," he admitted, his voice raw with emotion. "I was just so scared."

As they reached the peak of their passion, all the fear and uncertainty melted away, leaving only the pure, unadulterated connection between them. They lay tangled together, their breathing slowly returning to normal, the weight of the world momentarily lifted from their shoulders.

Chapter 5: The Future

The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over their entwined bodies. South Korea woke first, watching New Zealand sleep, a sense of peace washing over him. He knew the road ahead would be challenging, but for the first time, he felt ready to face it.

New Zealand stirred, his eyes fluttering open. A sleepy smile spread across his face as he looked at South Korea. "Morning," he murmured, his voice husky.

"Morning," South Korea replied, leaning in to kiss him softly. "I love you."

"I love you too," New Zealand said, pulling South Korea closer. "And we'll make this work. Together."

In the embrace of a new day, they found the courage to face whatever challenges lay ahead, knowing that their love, though tested by distance and duty, was strong enough to endure.