𝑯𝒆𝒍𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 {•countryhumans x reader•}

𝟞:𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗.

       ✰·.¸¸.·♩♪♫ Chapter six ♫♪♩·.¸¸.·✰
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I walk into the living room and my presence is noted only by a few substancial forms of life as I walk over to a very polite country. We had both talked before about unimportant subjects and I had got to know him better. He enjoys art and especially the form of anime however he is, or was, too focused on his business life that he practically never mentioned it to anyone.

He had fluffy yet tamed hair and a kind smile that could only be described as humble. His eyes sparkled with enthusiasm behind his round and sophisticated looking glasses as they caught mine, his feet simultaneously moved over to me. I waved awkwardly just as I stopped walking. I hung my head low as I looked at the ground for a bit before he reached me. I snapped back to reality and looked up at him so I wouldn't seem unmannered.

"Hi (y/n), you seem distressed are you alright?" His tongue made the wind from his mouth come out into a beautiful voice, one with a small accent. His eyebrows moved upward right when the corner of his lips twisted down.

"Yeah I'm fine," I replied before remembering what I was here for.

"Say Japan, have you seen North Korea anywhere?"

He looked confused for a moment, almost as if he were processing what I said.

It doesn't matter though, I need to have a chat with that country as soon as possible....

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I felt my whole body working. My leg muscles running warm, fresh air entering my lungs and blood flowed into all of my limbs. The wind from the momentum whipped my hair out of my face and behind me almost as if it were a cape flowing gracefully in the wind. I didn't know where I was going, however I knew it was in this direction. My foot nearly slipped from beneath me and I almost clashed into the floor before I caught myself and bumped into a side table laying in the hallway.

I looked around and saw that I was now in the east wing of the house, in other words exactly the opposite of my office. Now If the countries come looking for me they won't know where I am. Just great.

A faint sound catches my ears that comes from a room to the right. I cautiously make my way way over but when my foot touched the ground with my first step, a devastatingly awful pain came from my hip. I let a small whimper escape my mouth and made my way over to the door.

My hand just grazed the doorknob when a force knocked the wind out of my lungs and send me falling to the ground.

The sting from my hip intensified as I lay on the floor. I opened my eyes to see a blur run past. In the heat of the moment I stood up only to realize that due to the pain I couldn't and that I was falling back down.

Thud

I collapsed on the wooden floor while the sound traveled throughout the area. I looked back at the figure only to see North Korea looking down at me. His eyes were red and puffy. He noticed my eyes staring into his features and immediately turned away.

Was he crying?

"Oh, I-I'm sorry," he said as he bent down and helped me to my feet. I was about to tell him about the, probably now bruised, hip that would just hurt consistently but I wasn't fast enough. My adrenaline had long worn off so the instant his strong arms pulled me to him pain shot through my body. I gripped onto his shirt for dear life. I knew that it was probably like those times where you accidentally hit your small toe on the edge of a table or a bed frame, you would just walk it off and it wouldn't hurt as much, but I couldn't. Tears of agony started welling in my now clenched eyes. I let them fall freely as I gritted my teeth.