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It felt like your body was bobbing slightly and as if someone were holding you in their arms. Opening your (e/c) orbs, you noted that someone was carrying you on their back through the dark night.
Letting out a painful moan, you tried to catch the carrier's attention. His head turned slightly, making his face more definable. His skin was rather fair, kissed by the sun, his cheeks flushed from exhaustion. The man's eyes were a creamy, caramel brown and his hair messy and chocolate-colored.
"Ikinalulungkot ka gising..." He whispered softly, his warm cheek pressing against yours,"You're awake..."
"Y-Yea..." You whispered out hoarsely,"W-What happened...?"
He looked on ahead and continued walking on,"Hangal...I told you not to go ahead and face Russia on your own...I-I've been so worried about you ___________..."
"P-Philippines...?" You murmured, resting your head against his shoulder-blade and relaxing. "Crisanto...?"
He breathed out in a sigh, whether it be out of relief of remembering who he was or aggravation for ignoring his forewarnings you didn't know. Probably the latter of the two. "Don't scare me like that...you know you're not a strong country...I...I thought I l-lost you..."
"I-I'm okay..." You coughed out, a tickling, burning feeling in your throat. "H-Honestly..."
He sighed, carrying you into his empty home. Flickering the lights on, you shut your eyes again as laid you down and kissed your forehead softly. "You're so stupid, you know that?"
"D-Don't be cruel..." You muttered, coughing out once more. He left you alone for a moment, grabbing things from his kitchen and coming back to you. Quickly, he got to work fixing you back up.
You barely budged as he put peroxide on the wounds you failed to notice from before. Your eyes just softly fluttered and shut with exhaustion taking over your body. "Are you feeling okay __________...?" Philippines asked softly,"Do you need a glass of water...? Do you need anything...?"
Not bothering to open your eyes, you shook your head and rested it on the side,"I'm okay..."
You felt him sit beside you, lifting your head off the pillow and resting it on his leg. Opening your (e/c) eyes slightly, you saw his face heating up and a nervous frown on his lips. Reaching up, you gripped his pants lightly and sighed,"This is all my fault..."
"Yea, it is..." He growled,"But...I'm glad you're okay..."
You watched as he leaned forward and pressed his lips against yours softly. It felt so gentle and warm. He pulled away after a moment, stroking your cheek gently with the pads of his fingers. "Mahal kita...I love you..."
"I-I love you too..."
Letting out a painful moan, you tried to catch the carrier's attention. His head turned slightly, making his face more definable. His skin was rather fair, kissed by the sun, his cheeks flushed from exhaustion. The man's eyes were a creamy, caramel brown and his hair messy and chocolate-colored.
"Ikinalulungkot ka gising..." He whispered softly, his warm cheek pressing against yours,"You're awake..."
"Y-Yea..." You whispered out hoarsely,"W-What happened...?"
He looked on ahead and continued walking on,"Hangal...I told you not to go ahead and face Russia on your own...I-I've been so worried about you ___________..."
"P-Philippines...?" You murmured, resting your head against his shoulder-blade and relaxing. "Crisanto...?"
He breathed out in a sigh, whether it be out of relief of remembering who he was or aggravation for ignoring his forewarnings you didn't know. Probably the latter of the two. "Don't scare me like that...you know you're not a strong country...I...I thought I l-lost you..."
"I-I'm okay..." You coughed out, a tickling, burning feeling in your throat. "H-Honestly..."
He sighed, carrying you into his empty home. Flickering the lights on, you shut your eyes again as laid you down and kissed your forehead softly. "You're so stupid, you know that?"
"D-Don't be cruel..." You muttered, coughing out once more. He left you alone for a moment, grabbing things from his kitchen and coming back to you. Quickly, he got to work fixing you back up.
You barely budged as he put peroxide on the wounds you failed to notice from before. Your eyes just softly fluttered and shut with exhaustion taking over your body. "Are you feeling okay __________...?" Philippines asked softly,"Do you need a glass of water...? Do you need anything...?"
Not bothering to open your eyes, you shook your head and rested it on the side,"I'm okay..."
You felt him sit beside you, lifting your head off the pillow and resting it on his leg. Opening your (e/c) eyes slightly, you saw his face heating up and a nervous frown on his lips. Reaching up, you gripped his pants lightly and sighed,"This is all my fault..."
"Yea, it is..." He growled,"But...I'm glad you're okay..."
You watched as he leaned forward and pressed his lips against yours softly. It felt so gentle and warm. He pulled away after a moment, stroking your cheek gently with the pads of his fingers. "Mahal kita...I love you..."
"I-I love you too..."
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WHY AM I ALWAYS UKE!?!
Male!ReaderXMale!Philippines
You and your boyfriend, yes I said BOYFRIEND, Philippines[1] were gonna announce that you two were in a relationship to the other countries today, at the World Conference. Upon arriving there you were greeted by Iggybrows- I MEAN ENGLAND.
~Le timeskip cuz I say so~
And then on the lunch break[2] (male!name) told Hamburger breath- I MEAN AMERICA that you two were on a relationship. Eventually Hungary heard this and began to tell Japan about it but that's something unrelated to the author of this story.
"So dudes, who's the man of this relationship?" America asked
"Well-" Juan[3] started but
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Swinging your bags, you made your way inside and began putting away your groceries. You smiled and pulled out the recipe and everything you would need. Nothing could bring you down right now.
You began humming again and started cutting up your ingredients, lightly swaying back and forth.
A hand grabbed your
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Humming lightly to yourself, you rummaged through the cupboards of your kitchen, looking for the right ingredients for a cake. Your classes had been cancelled due to the torrential downpour outside and you hadn’t done any real baking in a while, so this was the perfect opportunity for it. You just hoped the power would manage to last long enough for you to finish.
But you would worry about these things as they came. For right now, all that mattered was getting your stuff together and starting the baking process. And of course you couldn’t just settle with the boxed stuff! Nope! Making things from scratch was much more satisfying
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Yay! Philippines! I'm from there!!