🌻 rusger oneshots | countryhumans 🌻

10 | is he cute or hot?

🇩🇪: male
🇷🇺: male
ok so real quick—
we all know the au of countryhumans having their country form and their human form
that exists in this oneshot thingy
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    wow.
    my eyes widened in shock at the boy in front of me. he was really really really attractive. he had sharp feautures, but at the same time he had a slightly childish look. he look a teenager, maybe 17 or 18. he was.... gorgeous. i couldn't help stare at him and admire—
     "sir? do you want to order something?" the boy asked politely, raising one of his eyebrows a bit.
    "oh, yes, sorry—"
    "no problem."
     "i'd like a black coffee, please,"  i said quickly. i noticed that the boy now wore a small smile, chuckling at his order. "what's so funny?" i demanded, unable to control my aggression.
      his eyes suddenly widened in fear, i immediately regretted snapping at him. "—sorry,"
      "it's okay. i was laughing because i'm also a black coffee type of guy, haha," he chuckled nervously, a hand gripping his neck. "what name should i put the order under?"
     "alexander," i replied. i had to use a human name in human settings. nobody was allowed to know that i am a country, it was forbidden. the country world must stay as the country world.
     "alexander," he repeated quietly, scribbling it down on a peice of paper. "that's quite a fine name. may i ask where you are from?"
      "uh...russia." i replied, blushing a bit at the compliment. i was not quite sure how to reply to that, since technically i am russia.
      the boy nodded in understandement, looking as though a big mystery has been solved. "you look russian," he commented, still writing a few notes on the piece of paper before handing it out to one of his coworkers
       "thanks," i murmured quietly.
       "thank you for your order, sir. we hope you come again soon," he said before handing me my drink. i pulled out some cash, making sure to leave a few extra dollars for the cute boy.
       i walked out before he could realize that i left him some money.
       maybe i'll come back again tomorrow. it wouldn't be too bad seeing him again.

pov change uwu

     japan sat across from me, listening intently to every word i spoke. i usually don't talk about this type of stuff, but if there is anybody who could help me, it would be my best friend. she's a huge fangirl and anime lover, but she is also super helpful and serious when you need her to be.
      "oh my gosh, ger. it's finally happening!! you like somebody!!" i shushed her, not wanting all the countries in the room to hear her. "sorry!" she whispered excitedly. "so tell me more about him. is he cute? or is he hot? there is a very important difference,"
      "he's kind of...both, you know? he's got these cold looking hazel eyes but i feel like there's a lot more under the surface. they were so enchanting and mystical and it's impossible to not look at him in amazement. they kinda remind me of russia's, to be honest. oh, speaking of which; he said he was russian, explaining his very prominent jawline and cheekbones. and his hair!! it looked so fluffy and warm, i wish i could have touched it. he's also very tall, and he left me a huge tip! he seemed kinda aggressive and angry, but that's okay. i think i like him, japan. i hope he comes back to the café soon. he's so perfect." i ranted dreamily. i trusted japan with my life, i know she would never tell anybody and i also know that she likes hearing about crushes and other people's love lives. especially mine.
      she keeps bugging me about getting a boyfriend and who i like and blah blah blah. i love her, but she's annoying sometimes. at least she seemed glad about finally being able to fangirl over me and whoever i'm into.
      "he really does sound perfect." she said with the same amount of dreaminess in her voice as i had.
      "back off, he's mine," i shoved her playfully.
      we laughed and stayed quiet for a few moments, enjoying each other's company and the silence.
      "do you think it's wrong?" i asked suddenly, interrupting the quiet.
      "what is?"
      "that i like him. i'm a country, he's a human. you know the rules, our worlds aren't supposed to collide. he wouldn't be able to know that i'm germany, not luka."
       japan stayed silent for a moment, thinking. "do you like him?"
       "yes," i answered.
       "do you really? do you see a chance to have a future with him?"
       "i...i don't know." i replied quickly embarrassed at the question and not really wanting to answer it.
       i sighed it off before saying: