bo jiden, Y/N and Kim Jong Un sat together watching their new favorite show, shikanokonokonokokoshitantan. yes, the show is real. look it up.
anyway, even though the show is a bit brainrot and makes you a little sped in the head with the jojo poses and realistic deer pngs, they enjoyed it anyway.
someone knocked on the door.
it was obama, with their door dash order.
"ok, so that's..one strawberry juice, five cupcakes, five large mc donalds fries, nine two-tiered strawberry cakes, seven marble cakes, one tiny strawberry cake, and three cosmic brownies. That'll be $52.41."
y/n squealed. loudly.
"omg hi obama!"
Obama smiled a bit weakly.
"I heard about what happened. I offered to take this order so I could check on you. Is everything okay?" he asked, his eyes filled with worry.
Y/N looked up at him, their tiny petite frame and negative canthal tilt contrasting with Obama's sigma sleeper build and constant mogging.
"Everything's okay now, Obama-senpai. I just needed a quick cry. I have one problem though."
"what is it, discord kitten?"
Y/N rubbed the back of their neck as they began to talk.
"I just..I don't know what to do if I see Trump again. I don't know what to even say to him..."
OBama nodded, mogging cutely.
"Just tell him how you feel. You got this pookie dookie!"
"Thanks Osama- I mean, Obama. I love you."
"I love you too, my blueberry muffin."
"SHUT THE FUCK UP IM WATCHING SHIKANOKONOKONOKOKOSHITANTAN"
"God dammit, Biden."
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obama x trump x biden x kim jong un x putin x reader
Non-FictionThey loved eachother. at the same time. This totally won't get scandalous, witty, and ✨spicy✨
