꒰ 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴 ꒱ [✔]

𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝘯𝘬 𝘹 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘭

Requested by:- Filledefeu

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|~ Third Person POV ~|

North Korea let out a groan of annoyance. He yet again had to babysit his younger brother, South Korea. He absolutely hated the kid, even though he was his younger brother.
North glared at South from across the room, his arms crossed.

"How long are you going to watch the TV?" NK asked, narrowing his eye.
South Korea glanced at him, then back at the TV.

"조금만 더(Just a little more)!" The kid told his older brother.
North Korea rolled his eye, and as he was about to sit, the doorbell rang.
He sighed and went towards the door.
He cracked it open, kind of taken aback by who it was.

Martial Law stood outside, his arms crossed over his chest. He was lost in his own thoughts, the little 'click' of the door snapped him out of his thoughts.
Martial looked at the male in front of him and flashed a small grin. North Korea stood there, confused out of his mind. Before he remembered, that he was the one who invited Martial over in the first place.

NK shook his head and snapped himself out of his thoughts, and opened the door wide. ML walked in, and glanced around for a good minute. "Nice house." He mumbled, as he took a step inside.
"Thanks." North mumbled, looking at the other. "So," He started and paused. "What are we gonna do?" Martial asked, turning his head towards the Korean.
"Well, I had to watch my brother.." he  mumbled blankly.
"

Oh. Well, where is he right now?" He asked, looking around. "He's in the living room." He stated and paused. "Just a small heads up, he can get extremely chaotic sometimes." The Korean added. Martial chuckled a bit and nodded. "Alrighty then."

North led him towards the living room where his brother was supposed to be.
The kid was still on the couch across the room, staring at the TV. 

Martial Law made his way towards the kid, and took a seat next him. He asked random small questions here and there, but kept quiet for majority of the time as South Korea was clearly very deeply lost in the show he was watching. North Korea watched them from across the room narrowing his eye ever so slightly.

|~ Time skip because I'm lazy- ~|

North picked up the smaller, sleeping Korean and took him up the stairs to his room.
He tucked him in, and softly kissed his forehead, smiling a bit. Sure, he hated him, but there were a few moments where he couldn't help but let his cold outlook break.
He turned off the lights, and shut the door. He made his way back downstairs, and saw Martial still sitting on the couch.

"Oh hey," He mumbled once North entered the living room.
"Heya." He said making his way towards the other male.
Though this time, Martial Law seemed to be quite nervous. It was easy to tell, as he kept fidgeting in his seat, and messing with the hem of his shirt.
"You alright?" North asked, slowly raising a brow as he tipped his head to the side.

"Yeah, just.." He paused and sighed. It was a now or never situation for the law, he slowly turned his head towards NK, and flashed a small, sheepish grin.

North returned the smile, although he was still confused. Martial slowly nodded to himself, furrowing his brows a bit.
The Korean started to get a little worried, since he was acting kind of strange and he wasn't sure why.

Martial Law stared at NK for a couple of seconds before finally leaning in and closing the gap between them.

North Korea blushed 5 shades of red, taken aback by the sudden kiss. He stayed like that for a good minute, before slowly kissing the other back.

A few minutes or so later, the two parted. North Korea was still blushing heavily, as he quickly hid his face in his hands. Martial Law chuckled a bit, not really blushing as much as the other.

"I just wanted to say that.."
"I really like you."

"I like you too."