Kim Jong-Un (One shots)

(Kim X Trump)

   "Baby, you can be yourself around me, you're beautiful." Donald looked down, the words Kim spoke made his heart warm. Donald was always very insecure about everything about himself. But, around Kim, he can be himself. Well, he knew that, he didn't though. He couldn't be himself around Kim. He couldn't let the love of his life know the monster he is.

    Donald started to twiddle his thumbs out of embarrassment "I am being myself." Donald gave a slight smile at Kim and looked down.

    "You know I love everything about you." Kim chuckled, slightly embarrassed. " I mean, everything. Your cheeto skin, your weave, you, just everything about you. You make me so happy." Kim held Donald's hand and sat there. Donald couldn't make eye contact with Kim, he would cry. All the nice things, he knew Kim meant them. That's why he was getting so emotional.

     But, everything Kim loved about him, wasn't him. It was a facade he put up to hide who he truly was. He couldn't let anyone see his true form, not even Kim. He loved Kim ever so dearly, he couldn't hurt him like that. What if he showed Kim who he was, would he hate Donald? Donald would die if Kim hated him.

     Donald started to tear up at the thought. Kim noticed Donald's sniffling "Donald, are you okay." Donald looked to the side so Kim couldn't see him. He wiped his wrist over his nose.

     "Yes, I'm okay." He wasn't. He loved Kim so much. He could bare to think of himself without him " I just, really love you. You make me so happy." Donald leaned his head on Kim's shoulder. Kim smiled.

    " Well, I really love you too." Kim squeezed Donald's hand. They sat in silence, the comfort of each other filled the dark living room. The void of nothingness was filled with love. "I just feel like you're keeping something from me." Kim spoke flatly and looked at Donald "Donnie, please tell me."

      Donald's eyes widened. He was put on the spot, he thought that conversation just ended. He saw the worriedness in Kim's eyes "I-I can't" Donald's face started to scrunch as tears began to flow like a river down his face.

     "Hey, hey, hey" Kim pulled Donald into a hug "You don't have to tell me now. But, I want you to know that you can tell me anything. I will still love you no matter what." Kim pulled Donald in front of him and smiled. Donald sniffled as he tried to stop crying.

     "Anything?" Donald's voice was shaky.

     "Anything, babe." Kim rubbed Donald's shoulders."Just take your time." Kim nodded at Donald, he nodded back.

     "O-okay." Donald looked down and got up "I need to show you something."

     "Donnie, if you're self conscious about your dick size, it's okay! I don't mind small dick." Kim chuckled.

      "No, it's not that. Just...try to understand. The beautiful man you see here...isn't me. Isn't physically me. I have a different form." Kim lifted an eyebrow. Different form? What did Donald mean by that? Kim was trying to understand his man. But, he was having a hard time.

      "Babe, I don't totally understand." Kim got up and grabbed Donald's shoulders "I'm trying, I'm really trying."

      " Can I just show you?" Donald spoke softly.

       "You can show me anything." Kim gave a reassuring smile.

       "Promise me you won't freak out, judge or leave me?" Donald looked Kim straight in the eyes. The crispness of Donald's eyes made Kim know that this was serious.

        " Promise" Kim spoke and sat down. Donald moved to the middle of the living room where he had more room. Donald went into a pose that resembled a "T", a T-pose if you will. Donald started to chant gibberish. He started to glow and float in the air. Kim stared in shock. He didn't know what was happening. As this went on for around ten seconds. A flash of light filled the room. Donald was gone.

        " Where are you?" Kim yelled. Donald was no where to be seen. Kim started to tear up. Where was his man.

        "I'm right here." Kim heard a small voice spoke. Kim got up from the couch and looked at the floor. There sat a small lizard with a small blonde wig on. "This is me. You don't hate me?"

        " How could I hate you, you're still the same Donnie I love. I told you, you can be yourself around me." The lizard smiled at Kim and licked his face. Kim smiled and gave the lizard a hug.

       That day Donald showed who he truly was and that was okay. Kim would love him no matter what. He was his Donald, his Donnie, his sweet lizard prince.

        "You're beautiful."