💋America oneshots💋 《Countryhumans》

New wife

So school is being crap with me.
And I got writers block
This is why I hate this writing so much
Sorry for not making it good.
Oh and the art is not mine!
The person who made this badass picture is @ninouche_bis
From Instagram, also recommend to see her art!!

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Third pov

Russia and Mexico were talking about business. Some *cough* mafia business.

As they were talking Russia was to busy looking at a girl.
America
She was beautiful, she has what every man would wish about her body. But he dosen't know her personality. What he can tell she is nice, but sometimes rude. Which he likes.
But little did Russia knew she was the cousin of Mexico. Well North Mexico.

He knew that Mexico didn't really care about her. And doesn't even appreciate anything when she gives gifts to him.

Russia likes her. So he was going to ask something to Mexico that would change their lifes.

"Hey Mexico"

"Yeah?"

As Mexico reply to him while drinking his beer.

"How much for Amerika?"

He spit out his drink. Mexico didn't even think twice cuz he didn't like America for reason's.

"4 million dollars but in Mexican currency"

"Deal"

Both man shake their hands.
Mexico smiled because he finally got rid of her.

"Here her backpack she always takes it with her so take care of it or whatever. Also don't tell anyone about this k?"

"K"

As Mexico give America backpack he walk to where America was.
Mexico saw her happy playing with the animals.

Poor America she didn't know what was going to happen at that time.
She was only 17 when it happened.

"Ay America!"

America stop playing with the animals, and look at him.
Her sapphire eyes where looking at his honey brown eyes.

He always wanted to sell them in the black market.
But he couldn't.

"Yes bro?"

"I'm not your 'bro' sheesh, well anyway Russia is taking you home I have more business to attend to"

That was a lie.

"Say to him no thanks I can walk by my self"

She stood up went to get her backpack. But her backpack was with Russia, he was holding it while looking at the sky.

Russia looked at America.
Either its his tiredness or the drink he could probably see America has a blush on her face.

'Cute'

Was all Russia thought of America.

While America was looking at his amber eye. The other eye was covered by his hair.

America always loved his eye but something is giving her a bad vibe from him.

"Russia can I have my backpack"

Russia have it back to her by the hand.
He felt something so weird when he touch her hand.
But he ignores it.

"Well Russia apparently America decided to be brat she doesn't want to go with you"