Warring Pyongyang // Reader x Countryhumans

Belief in Something

    CCCP returned at dinner time to inform Korea that Canada would be moving to Pyongyang in two days, if all went well.

    "Are you... okay?" Y/N asked the Soviet country.

    He looked at the bite mark on his hand, then nodded. "Ukraina does not have fangs- she barely broke the skin. I have been through worse." He patted Y/N on the head. "Thank you for your concern, comrade."

    "Just make sure your crazy daughter stays locked in," Korea said. "I don't want her giving anyone rabies."

    "You should be nicer to your siblings," CCCP scolded, making Korea glower.

    "You hear that, Hae?" South Pyongan called to her cousin. "Russia's our uncle, now." Her joy at seeing Hae groan seemed to outweigh any bad feeling that she might have about that.

    "Uncle Russia," the Slav mused. "I like it." He wrapped an arm around Hae, pulling her closer as she wailed.

   "Son," CCCP chided. "Leave Hae alone. We need to call Belarus."

   "Yes, Пап." Russia knuckled Hae's head, following his father out of the room.

    SH patted Hae on the shoulder consolingly as her little cousin looked miserable.

    "If any of you call him 'Uncle Russia,' I'm throwing you out on the streets," Korea warned his provinces, who nodded dutifully. "I'm not your dad, he's not your uncle."

    "We're adopted?" South Pyongan gasped, smirking as her republic glared at her.

    "Thin ice," he growled. "I'm going to sleep, and if any of you wake me up for anything non-war related, I am going to kill you."

    "Is Y/N going with you?" South Pyongan asked, batting her eyes.

    Y/N blushed as Korea looked suspiciously at his province.

    "I'll threaten you in a second," he said. "Right now I'm asking how you know that."

    The sporty province leaned back on her palms, grinning. "I have my sources."

     Kangwon gently flicked his cousin on the forehead. "She's been talking to China."

    "How does China know that?" Y/N asked. He hadn't even been in the high-rise when she and Korea had gone to their room.

    Kangwon shrugged.

    Korea growled, "China knows everything. Even things that are none of his business."

    "Everything is my business." China walked through the door, smiling.

    "That's it- we're leaving." Korea grabbed Y/N's hand, pulling her from the dining room. He immediately released her as the door shut behind them. "Um, you don't have to come with me." He looked away from her, cheeks burning.

    "No- I want to." Y/N took his hand again, leading the way to the elevator. "It was cold sleeping alone," she joked.

    "Sorry," Korea muttered. "I should have-"

    "N-No," Y/N quickly said. "I was okay, really. It's your room, anyways."

     "Our room," Korea corrected her, glancing at her slightly nervously.

    Y/N smiled at him. "Did you just make a Communism joke?"

    The republic glared at her. "Don't think that you're exempt from being thrown out a window, just because I like you."

    "The windows here are bulletproof." Y/N grinned, looking at the elevator wall to avoid the Countryhuman's fierce stare. "And you have before."

    He rolled his eyes. "Oh my God."