Countryhumans x Reader (oneshots)

Gay!Russia (And) Reader = New Family ("Please Don't" pt 2)

(Edited)

⚠️Warning: Mentions of Suicide.

{If you guys are going through depression and are thinking about harming yourself or killing yourself, please don't do it. You do matter and you are amazing, no matter what others say to you. Please, talk to somebody or distract yourself from it. Please.}

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Russia's P.O.V.)

     Today was the day I was going to run away from this hellhole I call 'home'. Ever since I've come out of the closet, my dad's been treating my like shit. He blames me for things I didn't do, and he just...he's just getting on my nerves at this point. And my siblings? It's either they hate me or they just completely ignore me. Some of them do care for me though, but they don't talk to me. At all. They just glance at me with a worried look, that's it.

But none of that matters anymore, I'm running away anyways. I don't know how, but I managed to book myself a flight ticket to (Reader's Country/Where reader lives). I know that I'm probably going to get kidnapped or something, but I honestly don't care anymore. I just want to get away from this place. If it wasn't for (Y/N), I probably would be dead by now. I've tried many times to kill myself before, but each time, I backed out. Because I don't want to hurt (Y/n), I know that they care about me more than any of my family.

(Y/n) was actually the one that told me I could live with them. They say they live with their parents, but that they've told their parents about me, and they said that I could live with them. It's pretty weird when you think about it, but honestly, I'm thankful. (Y/n)'s oldest brother is gay as well, so I'm sure that I'll be better off living with my friend's family than my own 'family'.

I looked outside of my room's window. It's late at night. Good. I take my bag where I've packed my essentials, left a note telling them to not look for me, then left by sneaking out of my window. After I got out, I closed the window again, then started my journey to the airport. I took the paths where there wasn't many people and there wasn't much surveillance cameras, just to be safe. The airport's a little far away, but that's okay, my flight will be tomorrow anyways.

After a while of walking, I finally reached the airport. It's morning now, which means today's my flight. I walk past the security gates, then wait. I messaged (Y/n), and told them I was at the airport waiting for the plane. They're probably still asleep, since they haven't replied yet. They usually reply almost instantly. That's alright, no biggie. Hours have passed and my plane finally arrived. I smiled, happy to know that I'm finally getting away from this place. Me and other passengers board the plane and wait for take-off. I messaged (Y/n) I'm on the plane now and that I'd probably be off for a while. I turn on airplane mode, put my phone in my pocket, lean back on my seat, then fall asleep.

(Time Skip Brought To You By: Banana Airlines)

(Reader's P.O.V)

I just woke up and took a look at my phone to see if I have any messages from Russia. It turns out, I do have some, but they aren't his usual messages.

"Hey (Y/n), I'm at the airport now just waiting for my flight." I smile at the thought that he's doing okay. "The plane arrived, I'm on my way out of this place." "I'll be off for a while." I sigh and message him back, then got up and got ready. Me and my parents are going to pick him up from the airport today. I'm actually..really nervous. I mean, what if he feels uncomfortable with us? Or Maybe he's in a different airport?? Or worse, what if our friendship fall? Those are all possible outcomes.. I sigh, trying to get rid of the thoughts and continue my daily routine. I get out of my room, then to the kitchen where I eat my breakfast. In...the afternoon. Doesn't matter.

After I finished eating, I put my dishes in the sink, then went to the living room, where my parents were watching some K-drama. "Mam, when do we pick up Russel from the airport?" I asked my mom. I called Russia 'Russel' so my parents won't question and/or assume too many things. They'll probably scold me, but that's okay, this is for a friend anyways. "We go now actually, we were just waiting for you." said both of my parents. "oh."

"Let's go then!" I say, as I grab the car keys and walk towards our garage. I walked to our car, got in the driver's seat and turned on the engine and air conditioner. I went out of the driver's seat, and rushed back inside our house, car's door open. The garage door is closed, don't worry. I go to my room, change to something more decent, then walk to our car and get in the back seat. My mom was driving, since dad has some pain in his hands. Entire body actually but that's not the point- Me and dad was waiting for mom, who was opening the garage door. She soon walks back to the car, get in the driver's seat and drive away, our garage door closing afterwards.

(Time Skip Brought To You By: My Neck Pain)

     We arrived at the airport, and it seems Russia still hasn't arrived. I messaged him where we are, and what our car looked like. I made sure to include the color, because I don't think he knows what a Toyota Innova is by looks only. After a while of waiting in the car, I get a message from Russia, saying he's waiting outside gate C. I look at where we're parked, gate A. "Mam, Russel said he's at Gate C." I tell my mom, who starts to look for gate C. We managed to find gate C, and I looked for my friend, Russia. Sure enough, there he was, wearing a black jacket with the hoodie on, looking down at his phone. I smile, happy to finally see him. My mom parks, thinking that Russel isn't here yet.

     I text him to look up from his phone, and then get out of the car, starting to walk towards him. My parents were talking to me, but I ignored them and kept walking towards Russia. He looked up at me, then smiled. He stood up and walked towards me, who was jogging up towards him. We hugged each other, and everyone started to either clap or say "awww". Some were even recording us now. I let go of the hug, and he let go a few seconds after. I was actually tearing up. Holy shit.

  (Russia's P.O.V)

     They let go of the hug. I didn't want to let go just yet, but I let go anyways. I smiled at them, then noticed them tearing up. "Are you..crying?" I ask silently. They just laughed and wiped away the tears, then guided me to their car. I can see their parents looking at me. Do they hate me? We get inside the car, both of us in the back seat. (Y/n)'s parents smiled at me, then greeted me. They even asked me how I was feeling, and if I was okay. They actually care about me. Looks like I was wrong about them hating me.

     And it looks like a have a new family as well.