America was currently in her room, still on the Phone with NATO. She was pacing around her room, looking worried. "NATO, of all times, why do I have to attend the meeting tomorrow!? I thought it was scheduled... 2 weeks from now!" She said in a panicked tone. "... What? Why I'm- Oh! Nothing serious, my sister Canada just visiting, that's all!"(James' POV)
I was currently sitting on the couch, watching a historical documentary as the night crept closer. I soon let out a yawn, before rubbing one of my eyes. "I guess it's time to lay down." I said to myself, turning off the TV as I began to sit up. As I was about to leave the living room, my stomach growled, making me let out a sigh. 'I guess a little snack wouldn't hurt.' I thought as I made my way to the kitchen. Once getting a snack, I made my way to the guest bedroom that I had slept in while eating the snack I took.
Eventually, I made it to my bedroom, opening the door and soon closing it. I take a glance at the window, seeing the pool me and Canada had messed around in. Then my face slowly heated up as I remembered me and Canada... kissing. It was an accident at first, then she made it intentional. My face became redder as I covered it with my hands, letting out a groan of embarrassment. Dragging my hands down from my face, I decided to go and take a shower, hoping that tomorrow would be better.
(Ame's POV)
TOMORROW IS GONNA BE THE WORSE! First, NATO calls and tells me I have to attend a meeting that was scheduled two weeks before hand. Second, I receive a letter from my Ex, wanting to see me. I didn't want to see her and I really didn't want her to see James, who knows what she'll do to my boy! She may try and turn him against me, or probably try and molest him!
My mind was being filled with thoughts that made me more paranoid.
He can't be by himself tonight, if I know my Ex well, she may try to enter while we sleep. Okay! That's the plan! James is gonna sleep with me whenever he wants to or not!
I looked at my bed, my paranoia quick being replaced with thoughts that should not be slipped out from my mind. I shook my head, adjusting my nightgown as I grabbed the handle of my bedroom door, intending to bring James back here.
Making my way to his bedroom, I knocked on the door, only to hear nothing. I knocked again, and gotten no response. I grabbed the door handle and twisted the handle, slowly looking out from the door. The room was empty but, I heard the shower running in the bathroom, which made me sigh. Guess I'll have to wait for him to get out of the shower.
A few minutes have passed and the shower seemed to quiet, making me assume he finished his shower. So I walked up to the bathroom and a knocked. I heard a little yelp, followed by a sigh. "Y-yeah?" James lightly shouted out. "Hey James? Sorry for entering, but could I ask you something?" I said, feeling my face warm up a bit. Don't get those thoughts, you're doing this to keep him safe. That's all! "Uhm, s-sure! What is it y-you wanted to a-ask?" He said behind the door, stuttering a bit. I paused for a moment, taking a deep breath. "W-would you like to... sleep in my bed, with me?" I said, blushing before covering my face. Why did I stutter!? I never stuttered before when I talk to him! My mind then began to wander. Does he really want to? Would he say yes, would he say no? I don't understand why I'm in such a panic other than wanting to keep him away from my Ex.
"...S-sure! I will." He said, behind the door. My panic had disappeared when he said that, making me feel such relief. I breathed, trying to sound calm on the outside. "Thanks. I'll be in bed. Just... don't take forever." I said, walking away from the door. "D-don't worry, I'll be quick." He said, though I could have sworn I heard some hint of excitement in his voice.
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A Human Among Countries
RandomWhat happens when a regular person finds themselves among people who have flags for faces. And they're all women?? How will this young man handle this? Read and find out! *WARNING!* This story may contain sexual content, as well as sexual harassment...