Hello, people! This is my first KorBela story so bear with me about the OOC-ness (if any). My story is supposed to be a one-shot/story hybrid. So I may go back and forth. There are other couples in here so look out for them if you want. Anyway, enjoy and reviews are always welcome!
"Well, I believe our first meeting was very romantic. We first met by beautiful sight the Jinyang Lake in my home country. We bumped into each other and when looked into each others' eyes, I knew that she was the one that I would lov-"
"Don't lie to her! You know for a fact we first met when you were picking up your brother from Big Brother's house!"
"But romantic stories were invented in Korea, da-ze!" The woman sitting across from the bickering couple simply sighed and shook her head. They were sitting her house, in her living room, eating her Ukrainian pastries, and supposed to be explaining how long this "secret" relationship has been going on but are getting nowhere. People didn't think that Ukraine got mad but when she did, it wasn't pretty. She pinched the bridge of her nose and took a deep breath. Then she looked up to her younger sister and her Korean boyfriend and cleared her throat.
"If you two are done," Ukraine said, irritated, "please explain to me how long this has been going and how it has been going on for this long?" Ukraine looked at her sister, Belarus, expecting her say something but, instead, South Korea started to speak.
"We've been together for two years, da-ze!"
"Two years?!" Ukraine asked incredulously. Knowing her sister, or having thought that she knew her sister, she was amazed that Belarus could tolerate South Korea for that long.
"He's exaggerating," Belarus said to Ukraine, "We've only been together for a year and a half."
"A year and a half?" Ukraine leaned back in her couch in shock. "May I ask how you two were able to pulled this off?" Belarus crossed her arms.
"No one ever thinks about the possibility of brother-obsessed me to go out with brother-obsessed Korea." Belarus said as Korea placed her hand in his. Ukraine watched as this happened and wondered if she was dreaming. But she knew she wasn't, especially because the way she discovered that they were a couple she would not dream about. Ukraine sighed. She had to admit they were a cute couple, no matter how weird it was. Belarus sighed then stretched. Belarus then began to take off her lovely navy blue peacoat, her appearance Ukraine didn't bother to notice before, and handed it to Korea.
"Why are you giving me this?" Korea asked.
"To put on the coat rack," she said accompanied with an unnatural looking smile. Korea groaned but followed the indirect command of his girlfriend. Ukraine observed the couple's actions and noticed how fluid and natural they were. Immediately after Korea came back from putting away Belarus's coat, the doorbell rang. Korea and Belarus glanced at each other before looking at Ukraine. She stood up and decided to answer the door. She looked out the peephole to see that Russia and China were standing outside of the door.
"Vanya!" Ukraine said as she opened the front door, "And his friend, China!"
"Privet, sestra!" Russia said happily. Ukraine invited the two inside and led them to the living room. When they got there, Ukraine noticed that Korea was no longer in the living room and Belarus looked like her normal self, not at all like she has a boyfriend of the Korean kind.
"Belarus," Ukraine started hesitantly, "Where did-"
"-Swan Lake's first performance take place?" Belarus interrupted, "Why, in Moscow of course! Why do you insist on asking me trivial questions on the history of Russian culture?" Ukraine was, at first, confused by Belarus's random outburst but guessed that she meant that Korea was hiding elsewhere. "Hello, Big Brother." Russia visibly shuddered but responded with a 'hello'.
"So what brings you here, Russia?" Ukraine said as she sat back down in her seat across from Belarus.
"My scarf tore," Russia pouted as he showed her the scarf.
"And he refuses to let me fix it," China chimed in. Ukraine chuckled at this.
"Okay, then let me have it for day and I-"
"I can't," Russia interrupted, "It's a bodypart." Everyone in the room gave Russia a weird look.
"Well, you wouldn't want a broken body part so can you give it to me?" Ukraine asked. Russia pout again but complied. Belarus then gave a loud sigh and stood up from the couch.
"Nothing interesting is happening here," Belarus started, "So if you don't mind, I have something to do in my room…" Ukraine's face lost some of its color from Belarus's implication and watched warily as Belarus left the room.
"Ukraine?" China asked, "Are you okay? You look sick."
"No, I'm fine," Ukraine said as she rubbed her temples, "I just had a weird thought that an Asian and an Eastern European are trying to consummate in my house…"
"What?" China said in confusion.
"Nothing," Ukraine said, "So, Vanya, the scarf?"
After China and Russia left, Ukraine decided to walk over to Belarus's room. She was a little wary about this decision, after all she didn't know what she was going to find, but continued to walk to the outside of her door. She was about to knock on the door when she hear a really weird sounding giggle. Ukraine sighed then knocked on the door. The hallway fell silent until Ukraine heard the clicking of locks. The door cracked open to show Belarus with a cellphone to her head.
"Oh, it just my sister," Belarus said, most likely to whoever she was on the phone with. Ukraine continued to walk into her room. She looked around expecting to see the Korean but didn't see him.
"Where's Korea?" Belarus glanced at Ukraine as she sat on her bed.
"He left."
"What?" Ukraine said confused. "When? Why? How?"
"Well," Belarus started, "When: Five minutes after I left the living room. Why: So he can get home before China. And how: Through my bedroom window." Ukraine looked the window then back at Belarus. "Are you still in shock?"
"Excuse me?"
"Well, since you now know about our relationship, Korea doesn't have to sneak in here anymore…"
"Anymore? You mean he's done this before?"
"...So you now have to get used to him being here," Belarus said, ignoring Ukraine and putting her cellphone on speaker.
"That's right, da-ze," said a voice emanating from the phone. Ukraine looked at the phone and sighed. And this thus begins the chronicles of Ukraine's coping skills.
I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! Like I stated earlier, this story should be a story, one-shot, and maybe drabble hybrid. So the next chapter will have nothing to do with this chapter but the one after would. Reviews are well appreciated and motivates me to finish. Bye!
