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Currently, <Y/N> was sitting down on the chair of the meeting room quietly, waiting for the other nations to arrive. You see, this little man here was piled up with work so much, that he forgot that he was the host of the next meeting. Not wanting to waste time on preparations, he woke up on 3:30 am, and finished in 5:30 am making him have more time to kill, since the fucking meeting starts at 10:00am. God dammit. And that leaves to our current situation right now, him bored out of his wits, looking through random youtube videos, until a strange idea popped up into his head.
Cross playing.
Actually, <Y/N> had the body to cross play, though he would NEVER admit this. Since he always carried his Hatsune Miku costume in case a sudden con event pops up, he took it out from his bag and started to put the suit on, lifting the skirt to where the anime character would love. He then got his speaker, and plugged it into his laptop, loud music playing. He thanked himself that the room was on top of the floor and soundproof, meaning he could do anything he wanted without getting caught.
For 1 hour and 30 minutes, his hips swayed, he danced with the mic he carried, and pretended that the female's voice was his. Currently, he was dancing to Romeo and Cinderella, enjoying himself, when the door suddenly opened, making him yelp rather cutely and trip on the table he was standing on the whole time, his skirt lifting up in the process, revealing the stripped patterned panty he wore with the costume. Miku does not wearing boxers, for your information.
The Empire of Prussia[1] froze in shock, scared to know who entered the room. Who knows someone might black mail him. Footsteps could be heard coming closer to him, and he shuddered, screaming when he was suddenly pulled up, face to face with a Japanese man he instantly knew.
Kuro Honda.
Looking over the raven haired's shoulder, his <e/c> eyes widened seeing an oh so FUCKING familiar Italian.
Luciano Vargas.
Ooooohhhhh sshIittt.....
He was panicking now, and he looked around, desperate for someone to save him, but when he looked at the door, it was closed and locked.
Firmly.
“Erghh.. I can explain!!” <Y/N> tried to reason, but he was cut off when Luciano went behind him, kissing his neck softly, making the smaller made shudder in delight.
“We went here for a meeting, but instead, we see a Prussian man, cross playing my country's famous vocaloid, pretending to sing like it's his own voice,” Kuro whispered in his ear quietly, and continued. “Though, we found rather...”
“Sexy...”
LET THE GAMES BEGIN!!
Cross playing.
Actually, <Y/N> had the body to cross play, though he would NEVER admit this. Since he always carried his Hatsune Miku costume in case a sudden con event pops up, he took it out from his bag and started to put the suit on, lifting the skirt to where the anime character would love. He then got his speaker, and plugged it into his laptop, loud music playing. He thanked himself that the room was on top of the floor and soundproof, meaning he could do anything he wanted without getting caught.
For 1 hour and 30 minutes, his hips swayed, he danced with the mic he carried, and pretended that the female's voice was his. Currently, he was dancing to Romeo and Cinderella, enjoying himself, when the door suddenly opened, making him yelp rather cutely and trip on the table he was standing on the whole time, his skirt lifting up in the process, revealing the stripped patterned panty he wore with the costume. Miku does not wearing boxers, for your information.
The Empire of Prussia[1] froze in shock, scared to know who entered the room. Who knows someone might black mail him. Footsteps could be heard coming closer to him, and he shuddered, screaming when he was suddenly pulled up, face to face with a Japanese man he instantly knew.
Kuro Honda.
Looking over the raven haired's shoulder, his <e/c> eyes widened seeing an oh so FUCKING familiar Italian.
Luciano Vargas.
Ooooohhhhh sshIittt.....
He was panicking now, and he looked around, desperate for someone to save him, but when he looked at the door, it was closed and locked.
Firmly.
“Erghh.. I can explain!!” <Y/N> tried to reason, but he was cut off when Luciano went behind him, kissing his neck softly, making the smaller made shudder in delight.
“We went here for a meeting, but instead, we see a Prussian man, cross playing my country's famous vocaloid, pretending to sing like it's his own voice,” Kuro whispered in his ear quietly, and continued. “Though, we found rather...”
“Sexy...”
LET THE GAMES BEGIN!!
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[ 1 ] my friend told me about a new micro nation called Empire of Prussia, so hey, why not use this?
Apparently, this was supposed to be a 2P!Italy x 2P!Japan, but meh, why not Male!Reader?
if you want a lemon, please NOTE me.
Story, Plot (c)
Picture (c) Google
2P!Italy, 2P!Japan, and Hetalia (c)
Hatsune Miku (c) Crypton
You (c) You
Apparently, this was supposed to be a 2P!Italy x 2P!Japan, but meh, why not Male!Reader?
if you want a lemon, please NOTE me.
Story, Plot (c)
Picture (c) Google
2P!Italy, 2P!Japan, and Hetalia (c)
Hatsune Miku (c) Crypton
You (c) You
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note please?