Technically speaking I have grown into the fandom for a while but haven't paid much attention to it but now I am deeply in love with it especially the countries like Philippines and many more but of course Bangladesh is forever!
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Pakistan walked down the streets of his country's capital which was Islamabad. Not like he had anything better to do. As he did so he got a few 'hello' and 'hi' from his people while from a few he a got death glares and stuff from a distance or so. He was already used to some of the people not liking him. He was already used to some people throwing in bad comments about him or calling him a monster.
He deserved the title 'monster' cause he was labelled one after causing genocide on her little sister, Bangladesh's people. He wasn't in control of himself when he did all of that plus he wasn't even control of himself when he made Bangladesh, East Pakistan! Also what's the point in telling people that anyways! He had some people believe him while the majority didn't.
He was walking putting his head down and in the process he heard someone shouting, "PAKISTAN!!!" and he turned around to see Iraq basically flailing her arms while running to him and totally not caring that people were looking at her like at all!
Pakistan just stood where he was, only for Iraq to catch up to him and give him a big hug. Again Pakistan isn't the one who's very used to hugs even though a few days ago he hugged Iraq cause he needed comfort and reassurance.
"Hey Iraq. I didn't know you were here." Pakistan said slowly returning the hug. "Well I came to you and your siblings house but Bangla said that you went to you capital, Islamabad so I took a fast train to get here and legit walked around trying to find you." Iraq said releasing herself from the hug.
"Heh! Sorry about that! I should have said something sooner." Pakistan said slightly fiddling with his fingers. "It's alright! You didn't know!" Iraq said in her usual cheerful tone. No kidding but Pakistan always enjoyed her enthusiasm even if he's the non-enthusiastic one most of his time.
"So what are you doing here?" She asked Pakistan. "I just came here too look around and see how things are going while earning a few glares while others seem fine with me." Pakistan said in a usual tone. Even through that tone Iraq knew that he was a bit hurt on the inside.
She knew that it wasn't his fault that a lot crap had happened between him and Bangladesh. He wasn't even himself back then! So he had no reason to be blamed and hated for by his people. They really needed to get the drill that he isn't a bad person.
"Well they should know that you aren't a bad person! I mean they are your people and they shouldn't be hating you for all of this!" Iraq said a bit sternly and it surprised Pakistan to be honest but nonetheless made him smile. "Thanks Ira." Pakistan said as Iraq nodded with a smile.
"Your welcome!" She said. "So... You wanna have lunch together?" Pakistan asked blushing slightly. He couldn't believe that he got the courage to ask Iraq that. Iraq smiled and nodded. "Sure! Anyplace you have in mind?" She said and Pakistan nodded. "Yep! I know just the place!" Pakistan said as Iraq followed Pakistan.
After a few minutes of walking they came to their destination. Iraq was awed by the exterior of the restaurant. She thought that this place was actually pretty good in her case. Pakistan chuckled at her awed expression.
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