'Hello, It's (c/n). It has been a couple of days of me staying here with the former Yugoslavia countries and my stay has been...well. I've learned plenty already, and they all have such varying personalities, it always keeps me on my toes. I hope I get to learn even more about them today!'
"Alright, Journal done for the day." It's currently...7am? Yeah. The sun just came up and here I am, writing in my journal. It is very peaceful in the mornings, since almost nobody is up. Despite being here for a week, you would think I had met everyone but I haven't...
Croatia is really protective of their youngest sibling, Kosovo. I've heard him before, but never fully seen or spoken to him. Sadly, I don't think they'll even open up to me. Not in the slightest. But, maybe it will just take some more time...
I stood up and decided to get my uniform on, and make some breakfast for myself and Montenegro. He became my morning buddy, since he doesn't mind getting woken up so early to just...chat with me.
I stealthily snuck down to the kitchen, putting on the apron and starting up the breakfast for two. Seeing the supply closet made me...think for a moment. Let's make it three.
As soon as the thought came to my head there was a knock at the front door. "Who could that be so early..."I breathed out, leaving the kitchen quickly and walking to the front door. I opened it and—
"Alo~! Hm?"A man was standing here in front of me. He had a suitcase behind him, but the more I look at him the more I can't help but...feel like I know him from somewhere. That brown hair...those eyes. I can't put my finger on it though. "Can I help you?"
"Ah...Who are you? You don't live here."The man blinked at me, pointing quite rudely at me as well. "Hah, well...I am living here for a year. I should be asking who you are since you showed up out of the blue, and so early in the morning at that."I huffed, arms crossed.
He slowly lowered his finger and put his arms at his sides for a moment, before pressing his pointer up against his cheek as if in thought. "Out of the blue? I always stay here, from time to time that is."He Said, was I missing something? Was he another sibling I forgot of?
He chuckled before finally introducing himself. "My name, is Albania. I am...A family friend—Yes, Let's Go with that~"He has this infectious smile that almost put me off a little. He seemed to be the definition of a charmer in physical form.
"Oh, I've heard of you before from Macedonia and Croatia—" "OH MY GOSH. He...He mentioned me?"Albania started closing in on me a little, stepping closer. I of course, took a step inside because this guy was about Serbia's height and similar build but just not as muscular.
"What did he say about me? How did he introduce me? How did he look while saying it? Does he miss me? Is he—" "Calm down!"I retorted quickly, this guy was a trip! "He said you were a friend..."
His smile quivered a little as a brow twitched. "Oh...I see...Just a friend huh..."His Passion burnt out a little bit. This is the guy Macedonia had a crush on, and the same dude who she said was going after Croatia...Interesting...
"Well anyway..."He held my shoulders and moved me out the way, making his way in. "I'll be staying here for a while~"Albania took a deep breath as he glanced around, turning to me. "You seem accustomed to living here. Have they been giving you a hard time?"He asked, rolling his suitcase to the living room as I closed the door.
"No, not really...They've been fairly nice to me."I replied, starting to make breakfast for four now. "That's good...But please, do tell me anything and everything that has happened with Croatia."He Said, coming to the kitchen and leaning on the counter.
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The Dysfunctional Family Of Europe (Reader x Yugotalia)
Fiksi PenggemarLife in the Balkan region of Europe has always been a bit out of control compared to the rest of the continent. To help them try and fix their problems, they send you, a neutral country to live in their house for an entire year! Enter a whole new le...