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China x Reader: Secret Asian ManThe siren of a police car began to go off in back of you. You groaned and began to pull over, What did I do wrong?! You almost honked your horn out of frustration and anger, no one likes to get pulled over by the cops. It was a hot summer day in Arizona and you had the AC cranked up high, and your windows rolled up, so you weren't about to let some officer take you out of your happy island. The officer tapped on your window.
You only turned your eyes to look at him. He had a hyper-active aura about him. His eyes were slightly pulled; he had a clean cut face, and a clear face. His hair was long and pulled back by a red ribbon. You groaned and pulled down your window slightly, not wanting to see anymore of him, because of your annoyance.
"License and registration?" He demanded. You reached to the glove compartment, and took out the registration and pulled your license from your wallet. You handed it to him, not looking at his face, "Thank you."
You adjusted your mirror as he wen
You're not perfect, that's why I love you-China"Wang Yao, let's go get some candy! Please, please, please!" You beg childishly, tugging his right arm's sleeve just as eager as both of you walked down one of Wang Yao's many Chinatown areas. It had been so long since the two of you had spent any sort of time together, seeing as he's also known as China, meetings kept him away from you seemingly everyday. So you couldn't help but feel overly excited about your current date, giggling like a young little girl.
Yes, some say you're childish. But to you, you're nothing more than a happy person, or maybe a kid at heart. Either way, you found being cheerful far more appealing than being a complete stick in the mud. It made people wonder how you ever started such a long time relationship with the wise Chinese man.
He was mature, you were playful. He preferred old styled art, you prefer having fun in arcades. Those thoughts crossed your mind here and there, making you realize just how grateful you are to him. He's known for only wanting thing
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Japan slapped a hand on his alarm clock. It was six in the morning; time for school. He dragged himself off of him bed on the floor. Going to his closet, he pulled out his academy uniform and pulled it on. He could hear the bumping of Taiwan and Vietnam running around to get ready for school. With his uniform on and his bag ready, he stepped out of his room. At that moment, Korea zipped by with Taiwan following him.
“Give me back my hair clip!” She cried.
“Ha ha ha ha ha ha,” Korea cackled.
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