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[Request] Cocky!Germany x Reader: Small comfortsSometimes, the world can be a bitter place.
Throwing your car keys onto the table, you took in a long breath, then sighed, deeply. Another day, another idiotic customer coming into that stupid café that you worked at. The persona you were required to play didn't help much either. "Yes ma'am, no sir, how may I help you today?" You were sick of it. Your boss was focused solely on the money, and your lack of motivation for your work made it clear that your employment was sitting on a knife's edge.
Besides all of this, your car had stalled for ten minutes.
You would think that the home would be a welcome place, right?
Normally? Yeah, "home is where the heart is". But currently there was just one problem - that "fugitive" you had picked up off the streets from a couple of days back. He was an interesting character, to say the least.
After walking slowly upstairs, you flicked on each light in the corridor, one by one. When the last light flickered awake, you came face to face with your tempo
FinlandxReader: Innocence A hand gently rested itself on your head as you slept,"She's so cute..." Finland scanned the room with his violet eyes,"W-what happened...?" He stroked the girl's (h/c) hair gently in the meanwhile. He must've been asleep in her room; her bed.
Looking out the window to the right, he noticed that the snow was falling down pretty harshly right now outside in the meanwhile. Looking back down at the girl, he noticed that he knew her. He had met her at a world meeting not too long ago..._______ was it?
Yea..._______. She seemed like a really good-hearted person when he spoke with her. Gently brushing a few of his light blind strands from his face, an odd sense of calmness brushed over him,'At least...we both seem to be okay.'
Letting himself sit up, he feels a tightness around his waist, a force that was gently applying pressure to it. He still wore his light blue jacket but it was unbuttoned and his undershirt not present. There were white bandages wrapped acros
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