Country humans Oneshots

01 // Ameripan

   America sniffed against the warmth of his pillow. He'd shed warm tears almost all day, ignoring his sibling's and parent's protests. Honestly, he'd stay there all day. In his little haven. But no, there's school. Eating wasn't an issue, it's not like he doesn't have a little mini fridge. But going to the bathroom may be the issue. His tears calmed down, thinking about the little things.

        Beep beep

America got probably the billionth notification on his phone. Sighing, he clicked it. It was Japan.

(> is Japan < is America)

>Ame, you okay? Heard what happened with Russia. Know how much you liked him.

America chuckled at her slightly broken english

  <I'm fine. I just can't believe he broke up with
me. It's just too much.
>Okay, wanna go to Suncash cafe soon? I like there.
<Sure thing.
>Okay! 6:30?

It was 5:43

<Sure.
>Yay!

America sighed at got up. He was a mess. Upon closer inspection in the mirror, tear marks were noticeable and his eyes were red and puffy. He walked to the bathroom quickly, and jumped in the shower

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After the shower, America put on some black pants, a NATO shirt, and a galaxy hoodie. He put on some socks and gulped as he walked downstairs, not before grabbing his phone of course. 5:12. He would get going. He ignored his family talking, and put on his black high tops, and went out.

  America walked, and as he turned the corner, he was greeted by the large Suncash cafe. He quickly ran, and sat down in a booth in the corner. Soon enough, he saw familiar cat ears walk in. "Japan!" he grinned. Japan looked over, a smile decorating her face. She walked over and sat by me. A waiter came over, asking for their orders. "Uhm.. a pumpkin spice latte please." America said. The waiter nodded at looked at Japan. "Ice coffee please! Extra whip cream!" she grinned. The waiter wrote our orders down and walked off. "So" Japan started. "How is you? Fine with no Russia?" America shrugged. "I don't know."

As if on queue, Russia walked in.

With North Korea.

America felt his heart shatter in a million pieces.

Why him?

America looked down, devastated. He felt tears form in his eyes. He looked up, to see the two sitting by eachother. North leaned in and..

he kissed Russia. Glancing at Japan, she looked as if she held sympathy in her eyes. She hugged me slowly, and I saw Russia giving me a look. Japan leaned closer to my ear. "We should make them jealous.." she giggled. Before I could respond, Japan held my face, and leaned towards me. Before I realized, I was kissing Japan. I put my hands on her shoulders, embracing in. But soon enough, we separated, both of us a blushing mess. We both chuckled and I scoot a bit closer to her. We both finished our drinks, and threw them away.

   "Hold on.." i started. I walked over to Russia's table. "What the hell are you doing.." North said. I leaned in to Russia, his face turning pink. "A-amer-" he started. I put my middle finger to his lips, standing up again. "So long, Мудак" I giggled. I picked up a bit of Russian not too long ago. I quickly ran back to Japan, putting my arm
around her waist, glancing back to see Russia narrowing his eyes at me.

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omg idk how i feel about this lol but how doe y'all like it?

Мудак - Asshole (according to google translate)