I'll be busy the next two weeks with a football game and a homecoming dance so I probably won't upload the next chapter until early to mid November. I hope some of my fans are still here- I think all of them left lol. I took too long to update this, I can see why. I realy appreciate all the reviews I see on here- it helps me continue this story. Don't worry, we're almost done.
Also I tried to give the characters relationships outside of Malaysia/North Korea and outside of the usual four that hang out. I wanted there to be more empathise on different types of friendships and how some side characters feel about the main couple. And I finally feel like we hit the sweet spot in this story that everyone was craving.
Anyways thank you to everyone that continued reading this ;;;;
Singapore was really concerned when North Korea called him up for lunch on his day off.
Usually they would only hang out if Malaysia and Indonesia were there with him. He liked North Korea, a bit more than he would like to admit. But he didn't know if North Korea was okay with him. So it was really quite a shock to see North Korea ask if they can talk over at a restaurant- alone.
Singapore walks in the restaurant moments later, and greets North Korea at the table. North Korea tells him to sit across him and that's what he did. It was awkward, to say at the very least. It's not a good idea to leave two introverts at a table by themselves.
Glancing up from his menu, Singapore could see North Korea biting his lip. He could tell he was nervous. Singapore is trying desperately to read his signals because it just doesn't make any sense. North Korea is not a confrontational type of person. Did Singapore do something wrong? Or did North Korea just want to hang out casually? He could only infer that North Korea wanted to say something but was too awkward to do it.
They both order the same thing; two small sandwiches with a side of salad. It was the cheapest thing on the menu. And the two of them are very, very cheap.
"So why did you want to hang out with me?" Singapore asked, giving him a small smile to mean no harm. "I couldn't possibly be the first person you'd ask to go to lunch with."
North Korea twiddled his fingers together shyly, before coming back with a response. "Are you… are you experienced in love?"
The question was so baffling, Singapore knocked his water off the table. This causes the both of them to jump up in their seats, and Singapore calls a server over. The server cleaned up the mess beside the two of them as Singapore awkwardly readjusted himself.
"W-well… a little bit." Singapore answered. He let out a nervous laugh, "You should have asked a playboy for some love advice instead of me, haha." North Korea just glanced to his side and nodded bashfully. Singapore didn't like where this was going.
"I just… I just wanted to ask you how to forget about love." North Korea tightened his lip before looking back at him. "I understand you and Malaysia aren't… together. And the feelings between the two of you are gone… probably."
"Of course they're gone!" Singapore shouted. The server who cleaned up the mess went away to come back with their food. She put down the sandwiches and salads as Singapore tried to recollect himself. "We're just friends. Trust me on this one. If I still liked her, I'd probably be incredibly awkward around her."
North Korea gave out a sigh of relief. He took a bite out of his sandwich, swallowed it, then returned back to the conversation. "Well, good. I just wanted to ask how… how you stopped liking her."
Singapore was rather surprised at this question. He was assuming that North Korea would ask how they got together, which was through England by the way. He stopped eating to answer North Korea's question.
"It just faded away, honestly. The time we spent together made us like each other. I was sad when we separated, but I don't care anymore. She's a good friend of mine. I think the romantic feelings just turned platonic." Singapore really wanted to make it clear that he is not North Korea's love rival and that Malaysia was free to pursue. He cared about the two of them too much to get involved like that.
North Korea said a small 'oh' and continued eating silently. Singapore felt like he didn't give him a satisfactory answer. They finished their food quickly and split the bill, both hating the fact that they have to pay for food.
Both of them are walking aimlessly on the sidewalk when North Korea tugged onto Singapore's sleeve. Singapore turned to him as the other man bit his lip bashfully.
"What's wrong?" Singapore asked. North Korea took his hand away from Singapore and took in a quick deep breath before speaking.
"I… like Damia more than a friend." He confessed. "I just want to stay friends because there's no way she'd like me back. But I can't stop … feelings stuff for her. So I wanted to know how you two stayed good friends."
Singapore understood him well enough. "Maybe you should stay away from her a little bit to recollect your thoughts. Or just tell her how you feel-" North Korea vigorously shook in head, which made Singapore laugh. "Okay, fine."
It really wasn't his place to tell him about Malaysia's feelings. But North Korea looked so lost that he felt like he had give him some hope. Singapore gave him a reassuring smile. "You need to give yourself more credit. Damia really cares about you. It's possible she likes you already."
North Korea snorted, which made Singapore's heart flutter just a tiny bit. "I highly doubt it, but thanks for the encouragement." Then he averted his eyes to the ground. "You won't… tell anyone about this, right? I've been trying to hide my feelings for her for a very long time. I felt like I could trust you, for some reason. Is that weird?"
Singapore felt more happy than he should have. "Of course not. I'd like to be closer with you in the future. But let's not hang out at places we have to pay for. Spending money is such a hassle."
"I agree," North Korea said. His smile looked a bit melancholy. "Thank you for listening and answering to my demands. It's almost as if we're friends,"
"We are friends," Singapore said, feeling embarrassed for saying it. He doesn't like talking about emotions, but it just felt right by doing so with North Korea. "I'm just going to clarify that so you don't get insecure about it later."
They only started to get acquainted but Singapore could just tell that North Korea wasn't a bad person. He originally wanted to talk to him to make fun of Malaysia's feelings over him, but he actually started to like North Korea. Maybe he should just be honest with him.
Singapore laughed to himself, making North Korea alarmed. Singapore patted his shoulder reassuringly. "You're really sweet sometimes. I always assumed the worst of you, but I was wrong. You're down to earth and caring, which is a nice surprise." He softly smiles at him. "You're my friend and that's settled."
It was embarrassing to admit all of that, but the expression on North Korea's face was all worth it. His eyes growing big as saucers and his cheeks glowing red- it was the cutest thing he'd seen in decades.
North Korea seemed a bit surprised by his words, but he needed to hear it. "T-thanks." He twiddled his fingers together nervously, looking down at his hands. "We never talk one on one before, so I unsure if you liked me all that much. I get it now." He had a small smile on his face.
Singapore didn't know why he was blushing, but he didn't want to question it. He then bid North Korea farewell and they part ways.
Singapore was glad that they were officially friends. He's a bit uptight and pompous, so it's hard for him to be relaxed around people. It's good that North Korea understands this and tries to be blunt with him- to make sure Singapore can talk to him thoroughly. He now gets why Malaysia likes him so much. He wonders, just a little bit, he wonders what would have happened if he was the one that reached out to North Korea first. Maybe things would have turned out differently and he would have been closer to him.
He sighs, and turns to the opposite direction. Singapore needs a girl talk with Indonesia later. Nothing good comes out of love triangles anyway.
Meanwhile, North Korea was walking home. He was really glad Singapore took the time to talk with him over lunch. He knows now that people care about him and it finally got through to him. He still doesn't know what to do about his feelings on Malaysia.
'I think it's best if I ignore her for a bit, like what he said. I need to think.' He thought. It also kind of hurt to see her, having to restrain his instincts from engulfing her in hugs and kisses. The thought of all that affection made him want to punch himself.
"Oh hey!"
He turned around to see Malaysia, Indonesia, and a girl he recognized as the Philippines. It turned out to be Indonesia calling him over. She ran over to him and it looked like she was about to hug him, but she patted him on the head instead.
"Hi," He greeted back. He looked at Malaysia, but averted his gaze. His heart was beating faster than it normally did. North Korea was about to look at Philippines, but remembered he didn't know her that well. So he stuck to staring at the floor.
"We were just dropping off Damia! You could walk her home," Indonesia whispered the last part near his ear, nudging him with her elbow. North Korea gulped.
That would be nice. Incredibly nice. But he knew that if he spent time with Malaysia, he wouldn't be able to act normally. He would blush, stutter, or avoid her gaze if they talked. That's because he is a lovestruck idiot that can't control himself.
Malaysia gave him an adorable puppy eyed look, as if she was waiting for him to talk her home. As a gentleman and friend, he would do that. But as someone in love with her, he just wanted to get as far away as possible.
"I'm actually in a hurry- I left some important documents at home that I need for a meeting." North Korea said. Before anyone could say anything, he ran through the group and disappeared in the distance.
Philippines turned to Malaysia. "That guy is kind of strange."
Malaysia was quiet for a moment, but shook her head. "I think he's just a bit stressed today. But his strangeness is really cute."
He is usually quiet about it, but he always jumps at the chance to hang out with Malaysia. She wonders why he's avoiding her. Maybe he just wanted to be left alone for today, Malaysia figured. Sometimes she needed alone time too.
The next morning was another world meeting. Malaysia thought this was a good chance to surprise North Korea with another breakfast dish. She cackled at the thought of North Korea complimenting her and eating everything she made. It always made the two of them very happy.
She knocked on North Korea's door. Instead of it being swung open instantly, it was only a small opening. North Korea held the door handle tightly while Malaysia stared at him in confusion.
"I um- I made you something!" Malaysia said, holding out the plastic container in front of her. She gave him a big smile. "I made this especially for you! I'm trying out a new recipe for nasi lemak!"
Surprisingly, North Korea looked to his side and formed his mouth into a small line. He averted his gaze towards the side.
"N-no thank you.. I already ate earlier." He said in a quiet voice.
He's not… hungry? This never happened before. "Well I guess you can eat it later!" She tried to push it to him but he shook his head furiously.
"No I'm okay. I'll be heading to the meeting alone, I feel a bit sick today." He told her.
His explanation seemed off, but Malaysia ignored it's sketchy undertones. She believed in him. "Sure thing. Let me know if you need any medicine for your sickness. I can always steal some tiger balm from China's drawer," She said, snickering to herself.
For some reason, North Korea didn't laugh. She stopped chuckling and lowered her shoulders. What was wrong with him?
"Okay. See you later," And with that, he shut the door.
Malaysia went to the meeting, eating her nasi lemak in frustration. He should be the one eating her food. He should be the one gaining weight, not her! Not only that, but he didn't want to hang out with her. She then sighed, putting down the empty container that was once full with food.
She shouldn't be mad. North Korea is a little sick- he must not be feeling himself. Malaysia should be a bit more patient with him.
Her thoughts were interrupted when she saw North Korea stroll into the room. She waved at him, but he turned away. Malaysia scoffed as she decided to work on her notes to take her mind off of things. He's acting really weird today, she thought.
South Korea went over to North Korea to talk, which North Korea responded with a smile. Malaysia raised an eyebrow, but pretended to write meeting notes while she stared at them. Singapore also stopped by, and North Korea was talking to him normally as well. That's so suspicious.
After the meeting, she walked down the hallway to go home. But stopped in her tracks when she saw North Korea talking with Indonesia and Singapore by a vending machine. They were all cracking jokes and laughing. Malaysia felt incredibly excluded, but felt like she would make things awkward if she stepped in. So she left, feeling dejected.
The next day she asked North Korea again to walk with her. He declined once more. It pained her heart when she saw him in the meeting room. Because whenever she would make eye contact with him and smile, he would only turn away from her.
She thought his sudden attitude was just a one time thing. It got worse.
When she would say hi to him in the mornings, North Korea would avoid her. He would act fine around everyone else, making monotone jokes with others. But the only one he truly changed around was her. Malaysia thought this was so frustrating. So she decided to take matters into her own hands by confronting the man himself.
She hid behind the large garbage can outside his house, determined to talk to him as soon as he came out. A few short moments later, North Korea walked out of his house with a trash bag in his hand. As he made a turn, she blocked his path by hopping out in front of him. A sneak attack was always the best option to make someone talk.
"Selmat pagi!" North Korea jumped up in surprise, tightening his grip on the trash bag he was holding. Malaysia hovered over him with a seemingly innocent smile. "That means 'good morning' in my language. So good morning!"
"Oh." North Korea took a step back from the garbage bin and looked back at her. "Good morning-?"
Things went quiet for a moment as Malaysia waited patiently for him to start up a conversation. He didn't. So she sighed and smiled even bigger than before. She put her hands behind her back and gave him an almost intimidating stare. "What are you doing right now?"
"Just…. taking out the trash." He said. He dropped his trash bag into the bin and glanced back at the ground, avoiding her gaze.
She puffed her cheeks up in annoyance. She crossed her arms, "Why do you only act weird around me?"
North Korea snapped back at her with wide eyes. "Excuse me?"
"Yeah. You've been avoiding me! Which is hard, considering the fact that we're neighbors." She leaned in closer to him and peered up into his golden eyes. "All is forgiven if you tell me what's wrong now."
He tightened his mouth into a thin line and looked at the side with a hardened stare. "Nothing's wrong."
She scoffed and furrowed her eyebrows. She felt irritated that he was cautious over her. As if she had done something wrong. It's a different story if she hurt him in any sort of way, but nothing happened. North Korea is blatantly avoiding her. More than anything, this doesn't make her angry. It just makes her sad.
Realizing none of this was going nowhere, she eased her stiffness and relaxed. Malaysia tilted her head, "Do you want to go to the meeting together?"
"Oh um-" He coughed before speaking again. "I have something to do so you can go ahead."
"I'll wait for you."
"No, really. I'll be late for the meeting because I have to… to…" North Korea scrunched his face up, as if he was trying to think of something. His mouth made an 'o' shape as he finally found an idea. "I have to finish up paperwork from last week!"
Malaysia gave him a deadpan stare. "That was a shitty lie."
He sighed. "I know," Then realizing what he said, he crossed his arms and blushed furiously. "I-i just mean that I want to go to the meeting alone today."
"Just like yesterday, or the day before that?" Malaysia asked. Then her tone became a bit somber. "Why are you acting like you don't want me around?"
North Korea's shoulders tensed up. He then gave her one of the saddest gazes she's ever seen from him. "It's not… it's not like that." He sighed and turned around. "It's just that I think you're the lo-" He stops himself abruptly, feeling embarrassed about what he was going to say. North Korea looks at his front door. "I'm going to call in sick for the day."
Before Malaysia could say anything, he ran into the house and shut the door. She thought of banging on the door, yelling at him, or even sneaking through his window. But right now she just felt helpless.
Maybe it was just her fault he was awkward around her. She shouldn't have prodded on him so much. Even though he's stubborn and hard to get through to- he's a bit fragile, and a bit broken. Sharp pains kept shooting through her heart because she doesn't know what she did wrong to make him be like that around her.
At the meeting, Malaysia lazily took notes and was kept in a daze. The Philippines tried to poke fun at her but Indonesia put a hand her shoulder, refraining her from doing so. Only she gets to do those things to her.
Her head was laid on the table during a break when Indonesia finally walked up to her. "What's wrong, dumb slut?"
"Don't call me that." Malaysia groaned. She weakly slapped Indonesia's arm. "You're the stupid tramp."
She only laughed at this. "At least you can still fight back against me. What's wrong with you?" Indonesia leaned in closer to Malaysia's face with a softer smile than before. "Did Jing Yi beat you in Mario Kart or something?"
"... Take me out for coffee and then we'll talk." Malaysia said.
"Got it!" Indonesia gave her a wink. "Don't worry, I'm strong enough to carry you bridal style."
"Just hurry up, you weirdo." Malaysia said in a condescending tone. But she had the slightest smile on her face when she said this.
It was pretty weird to see Indonesia dragging Malaysia's body out of the door, onto the streets, and into a nearby cafe. But it was manageable.
Malaysia sipped her slightly creamy coffee and faced Indonesia, who was busy putting in as many sugar packets as possible in her own drink. "You could've asked for condensed milk." She said.
"Yeah? Well I'm too lazy right now." Indonesia threw the packet she was using onto the tables and sipped her extremely sweet coffee. "That's not important. What's on your mind? Big sister Amita will help!" Indonesia gave her another wink and Malaysia gave her a dead stare. Indonesia laughed, "Seriously? You're too tired to give me an answer? You stayed up all night watching cat videos, didn't you?"
"No. I'm not physically exhausted. Just…. Emotionally drained." Malaysia confessed.
"... Wow. That sounded a bit too emo for my tastes." Indonesia said.
"Hey! I'm being honest. You noticed it too, right? Hwan Soo has been avoiding me like the plague. But he's been okay around everyone else! I can't believe it!" Malaysia slammed her fists on the table while Indonesia put her hands up in defense.
Indonesia let out a nervous laugh. "Okay tiger lady, you need to calm down." After a few breaths, Malaysia finally settled down. Indonesia leans in closer to her. "Did you ask him about it? Because what I hate most is when protagonists in shows or books don't say anything and let misunderstandings happen. You're not that dumb, right?"
Malaysia scoffed and crossed her arms. "I'm not that dumb. Of course I asked him. I did it this morning. But he ran into his house after coughing up lies like 'nothing's wrong' and such."
The other girl hummed a bit before tilting her head to the side. "Why do you think he's acting weird?"
"I don't know!" Malaysia threw her hands up in the air. "I don't know what I'm doing wrong! But he's scared of me. Or not scared, but just afraid to be around me. And he treats you and Jing Yi just fine. I saw you guys laughing together next to the vending machine after the meeting!"
Indonesia put a hand under her chin into thought. "I did notice him being all strange around you, but I didn't think it bothered you that much. You're so unorganized when it comes to love. You're so cute."
Malaysia blushed and looked down at her coffee drink. "T-thanks… I guess." Indonesia and her were always mocking each other, so it felt weird to be receiving compliments from the other woman. Indonesia noticed her shy responsed and snickered at her friend.
They both finished their drinks and tossed it into the trash. They sat outside the cafe establishment on a small concrete wall. Indonesia, pushing forward for more answers, made Malaysia talk more about her feelings on North Korea.
"I just… I don't really know that much about love." Malaysia confessed. "I mean, I did have a thing with Jing Yi but it only happened because England forced it. It was nice and all, and I was even sad when I broke up with him. But I never liked someone like that on my own," She put a hand on her cheek as her face flushed even more. "And I don't want to ruin our friendship with my weird feelings. I'm worried he'll be awkward about everything."
Then an idea struck her. Malaysia's mouth opened and let out a startling shriek. Indonesia flinched back a bit from the sudden outburst. Malaysia jumped up from her seat on the concrete and began pacing around in circles, thinking.
Indonesia nervously laughed as she saw Malaysia acting like a deranged man. "Damia, what are you doing?" She asked, her voice filled with concern.
"I found out why Hwan Soo is ignoring me!" Malaysia cried out, putting her hands on her face. "I'm just so stupid!"
Indonesia, getting excited, got up from her seat and smiled as she went up to Malaysia. "Did you finally realize it?"
"I did!" Malaysia looked back at her with grief. "He found out about my crush on him! That's why he must feel so bad about me being near him! I just make him uncomfortable."
But instead of agreeing, Indonesia stared back at her with an annoyed look. It was almost as if she was saying 'are you fucking stupid?' with her stare. This surprised Malaysia.
"Are you kidding me? Please tell me you're joking already," Indonesia put her hands on Malaysia's shoulders. "I know I always make fun of you for being stupid but you seriously can't be this retarded…"
Malaysia brushed off her touch and furrowed her eyebrows. "Just think about it! Hwan Soo is scared of the thought of love. He only recently reconciled with his brother but that doesn't mean he's okay with the idea of romantic relationships. I feel like a genius for coming up with this!"
Indonesia shook her head and put her hands on Malaysia's shoulders again. "No, no, no. Listen to me, okay? Just listen. I wasn't going to say anything because I thought it was funny seeing you struggle. But now it's just becoming hopeless. I don't want to see you screwing something up because of your dumbass mindset." She leans in closer, which makes Malaysia feel eery on what she has to say next. "Hwan Soo is actually in lo-"
She gets cut off by the sound of her phone ringing. Indonesia grumbles in annoyance and takes a look at the number. "Oh great. Out of all times my boss decides to call me now. Where was he when I called him three weeks ago?" Indonesia picks up the call, but eyes Malaysia one last time and points at her with two fingers. "You. Stay here. We still need to talk." Indonesia whispered a final time to her before returning to her boss's call.
Feeling a strong urge to see her beloved, Malaysia ran as fast as she could to her house. She would have waited for Indonesia to finish her call, but her boss is a talker. And she's a bit impatient with people. She felt like it was better to just talk to North Korea first.
As if Allah was shining upon her that day, she was walking home when she found North Korea sitting alone in a park. She thought, this must be fate. It was a long distance from where she was standing to where the park was at. Even though she wasn't the best athlete, she ran as fast as she could. She just wanted to talk to him as soon as possible.
Out of breath, Malaysia pants heavily as she walks up North Korea sitting on a park bench. North Korea sees her and carries a dumbfounded expression on his face. It quickly turns into concern when he sees how tired Malaysia is.
"Damia?! What happened?!" North Korea questions. She falls into his arms and he holds her while sitting on the concrete floor. Staring into his eyes, she hesitates telling him something that could potentially ruin their friendship.
Malaysia regains her breath after a minute. But North Korea is still holding her in his arms. Realizing this, he gently pulls her up so she's standing in front of him. He looks towards his side and blushes.
"Are you okay now?" He asked. Malaysia looked at him for a moment before nodding slowly.
Things get awkward fast as both of them are stuck, not knowing what to say. Malaysia is the one to clear up her throat to speak first.
"I want to say I'm sorry. For pressing you on this morning and all that," Malaysia rubbed her arm sheepishly. North Korea looked as if he could fall apart at any moment.
He tilted his head and sighed. "No, no. I'm sorry too. I was rude to you,"
"... Well, even though you were rude, I understand why. I know why you starting acting like that," She said.
North Korea's shoulders tensed up and his lip trembled. "R-really?"
Malaysia felt the atmosphere tense around her. It was almost too suffocating to continue the conversation any further. "Yeah… it's because of the crush, isn't it?"
His eye twitched. "H-how did you find out?" His voice croaked.
It was just too much to bear, hearing his vulnerable voice. Malaysia mustered up the last of her confidence to tell him her findings. "I was talking to Indonesia, and a light bulb went off in my head when I started to add up the details." She took in a deep breath before continuing. "I know how afraid you are of love. It's scary for everyone, but you're the type of person that wouldn't want to go anywhere near it. We're friends, yet you started ignoring me like the plague. That idea of a crush seemed to be the most logical explanation. I get it know," Malaysia let out a small, nervous chuckle. "Heh, you must feel so embarrassed. Don't worry, I am too."
He was really quiet. She was getting really worried.
North Korea looked down at the floor so she couldn't see his expression. But Malaysia noticed his lip quivering, arms shaking, and the short breaths he was taking to keep himself from breaking down on the spot.
"P-please talk to me," Malaysia reached out to touch his shoulder. She shook him lightly as anxiety started to take over her system. She felt tears starting to form in her eyes and she tried to blink them away rapidly. She was really scared of what he would do next.
Suddenly, she heart a quiet laugh. Malaysia realized this was coming from the man himself. It was hoarse and bitter- which scared her to death. Alarmingly, she saw a trail of tears only coming out of his left eye. When he stared back at her, she saw red.
"Embarrassed? Of course I'm fucking embarrassed. I never expected you to ever find out," North Korea took a step back as he wrapped his hands around his arms. He starting laughing as if this was some sort of joke. "Of course you'd be embarrassed. Who would ever love someone like me? I knew it, I knew it, I knew it." He started to repeat it over and over to himself.
She was so appalled, she wouldn't dare say a word. North Korea let out chilling sobs but kept his insane smile with him. "So you came over here to pity me? Over these pathetic feelings? I don't know how someone like you can be so kind, yet be so heartless." He ran a hand through his hair as he rambled some more. "I know I'm unlovable, and weak, and stupid, and dirty. All along I knew you were just being nice, but I just wanted to believe in you. I wanted to believe that you and everyone around me actually cared about me. But it was all some ploy to make yourself feel better, right?"
Something was definitely wrong about the words he was sprouting. It was not what she wanted to hear. This was indefinity, the worst case scenario. Anger started to rise in her as she remembered being afraid to hurt him unintentionally with her feelings. But at the moment, she was thinking about how he wasn't being considerate of her.
"What's wrong with you? You're acting so awful Hwan Soo," Tears finally began to spill but she furrowed her eyebrows in anger. "You think this is some sort of joke? You never believed in our friendship at all?"
"I did. That's what's so horrible about it Damia," He looks heartbroken. "Yet you feel embarrassed over what I feel about you."
"What on Earth are you going on about?!" She took a step forward towards him. "I don't even know how to deal with you sometimes! I try so, so hard. But every step closer I get towards you, you just run away! This conversation doesn't even make sense! You're the one that hurt me!"
He didn't look her way.
His face was flushed bright red with anger, his fists clenched while his pupils dilated. "You don't understand!"
"Have I done something wrong?!" Malaysia almost screeched at the top of her lungs. "Why do you have the right to ignore me whenever you want! I was just so worried about us. I was so scared because you were afraid of me. You don't open up and you isolate yourself when things get too hard for you. You're always so scared of getting hurt so you hurt others first. You hurt me!"
"I tried to ignore you because I was afraid of hurting you!" He suddenly confessed. He shook his head a few times. "I'm doing this to not cause you trouble!"
"Just tell me! It's making me so scared and worried, please!" She begged.
"YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND!" He yelled at the top of his lungs, the birds flying away from the trees from the sonic boom of his voice. North Korea walked towards her, his nose inches away from her. His hands shook as he gripped her shoulders in almost painful agony.
She gulped, maintaining her serious demeanor. "What is it?"
"I c-can't hurt you... I don't want you to leave..."
"I won't! I'm not going to-"
"Don't you see-? DON'T YOU GET IT?!" He was full out sobbing now. "I HAD TO IGNORE YOU BECAUSE I LOVE YOU TOO MUCH TO HURT YOU!"
Her mind went blank as it couldn't fully register what was happening as North Korea pulled her head into his hands and pressed his lips onto hers.