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Japan x Reader: Secret Stash~

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Your cheeks were burning brightly into a dark shade of red, so much so that you could practically feel the heat emanating from your face and into the air. Your arms were almost trembling as you kept a firm hold on the book in your hands, your eyes so glued to the pages that you couldn’t seem to falter your gaze anywhere else.

 

The book you were holding was Hentai.

 

And you were in it.

 

Your throat was stuck, almost clogged together by machines that denied to work, as you continued to stare at the erotic picture in front of you. You honestly couldn’t even think straight; this situation was definitely not something you were prepared for.

 

You had gone to Kiku’s house to spend some time with him but for some odd reason, he didn’t seem to be about. You would have left if it wasn’t for a note that he left in the kitchen, telling you that he had gone to a meeting and would be back soon, so you could make yourself at him (he knew you very well on the fact that you visited him without calling first).

 

So, taking heed to what the note said, you decided to stay at Kiku’s house for a while and wait for him to return. Seconds became minutes, and minutes became hours as you waited for the Japanese man to return with his usual emotionless face and blunt way of speaking, but the meeting must have been very important since he didn’t come back for ages.

 

The boredom that was circling around you like a prey to its meal had forced you to stop watching uncreative television shows and walk around his house, looking for things that might have been of interest.

 

You must have stumbled into his room by accident because the next thing you remembered, you were in his Japanese styled bedroom and looking for any manga or anime to watch of his, hoping that he wouldn’t mind, which is how you…got into the situation you were in…

 

With a box full of hentai books that were dedicated to you and Kiku, of course.

 

You weren’t even sure how you found it, but now that you have, you couldn’t really pretend it was a bad thing, since you much preferred to know about this box of fun then not to know about it, though you questioned the world around you on why you of all people were the antagonist of the sex books.

 

It was drawn with incredible detail, every feature and characteristic you had was drawn onto your character, making the drawing of yourself very accurate, though the male who was pleasuring you in the manga looked oddly familiar…maybe even Kiku familiar…

 

Your gaze was still fixed upon the porn in your hands, as your whole face probably resembled a red traffic light.



‘W-why am I in the manga…?’ You thought to yourself even though you didn’t know the answer.

 

So focused on the dirty position you were in, in the manga along with the man who was fucking you, you failed to hear your surroundings as footsteps closed in on where you were.

 

It was too late for you to realize who they may belong to, because before you could react and at least try to hide the stack of doujinshis somewhere so that the owner of the footsteps could not see your guilty position, a black-haired, short man opened the Asian styled door and entered the room, stopping dead in his tracks as he noticed your sitting form near his closet.

 

You finally looked away from the Japanese styled book in your hand and made eye contact with big, brown, unreadable eyes. The blush that was on your cheeks only seemed to grow, as did the man’s. It was silent for a long time, a very, very long time, before you tried to break the silence with a shaky voice.

 

“K-Kiku! I-I hadn’t realized you had come b-back…” You stuttered like a fool, smiling awkwardly as you tried to get rid of the anxious atmosphere.

 

Kiku, who was still blushing a dark red, didn’t really have a response to give to you, as he just continued to stare without realizing, his world shattering as you now knew his dirty little secret.

 

Eventually, he lifted his hand, and even though he knew it was not polite to stare and point, he gestured to the big, cardboard box next to you full of arousing stories. “W-where did you f-find that…?”


Quickly shoving the book in your hand in the box, finally realizing that you were still holding it, you continued your shy eye contact with Kiku but pointed towards the closet. “I-In there…”


Still trying to calm his blush down and act collected in this situation, even though he knew it would be of no use or help, he asked with an embarrassed tone of voice, “W-why were you looking there…?”


“I-I got bored…” You admitted quietly, looking down at your lap to avoid Kiku’s gaze.

 

An awkward silence once again filled the oxygenated room, as you both did not know what to say in this sort of situation, since it was never one you both thought would occur. There were so many questions to ask one another, but neither of you had the balls to say any.

 

Rubbing the back of your neck with your right hand, you bashfully grinned, and tried to keep your stare on Kiku. “I-If it makes you feel better, y-you’re a really good drawer Kiku…”


Kiku blushed even more if possible, as he thought of so many things to say to that. Some were a lot more perverted then he thought he could imagine, and he held back every part of his willpower not to say them, since he did not want to make this situation more embarrassing then it was.

 

“A-Arigato…”


You picked up the cardboard box and put it back in his closet and closed the door, deciding it would be best if they were not in the presence of the two of you anymore.

 

A thought popped into your strange yet wonderful mind, and when you imagined the outcome, a big, cheeky smirk graced your beautiful features. To dear God you were still abashed about what happened, but you couldn’t let this opportunity pass up when you had the chance to say your little ‘plan’~

 

“I wonder if you’re as good in real life as you are in these books~” You teased, showing your bold smirk to Kiku, who’s face exploded into a red firework, along with his neck.


Though, what you were expecting next was something entirely different, that it took you by surprise when it happened. You never thought it was going to escalate like this, but to be honest, you weren’t begging for it to stop either.

 

Arms wrapped around your waist, as you stiffened at the contact, your confidence disappearing dramatically at the hug (which surprised you more, since you knew Kiku was not a fan of hugging). The scent of tea and cherry blossom filled your nose as you felt the gentle breeze of someone’s breath on your ear.


“I guess we’ll have to see, won’t we~?”

God, I am so sorry :iconmomiji1999:, my perverted mind got the best of me. :iconsweatplz:

Anywaaaaaaaaay! This story is a special present for my good friend :iconmomiji1999: for her birthday~! She requested a Japan x Reader, short story so here you go sweetheart~! Itotallydonotregretmakingthisaspervertedaspossiblemwahahahahaha! //shot

I hope you like it, and I wish you a very happy birthday and a great year to come! :D

Oh, and I didn't bother with translating 'Arigato' because I think you all know what it means, right? xD

(Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia, Japan, the picture or you~)

I leave you with Japan's pervertedness! :iconponderingjapanplz:
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duskie-wolf's avatar

screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee i-i dont have the word for this anymore