"How many times must I say no!?" China fell over the back of a futon, backing away from Korea's grasp and sat there for a moment, Italia style on his knees, pretending to cry in frustration. "Korea would rape me!" He wailed, expecting Korea to back off. At the very least, any other country would have felt acutely confused or embarrassed and done so, but no... Not Korea. China's eyes flew wide as he was pounced upon and pinned to the floor, one hand on his chest as the other balanced his weight. Legs twined in an impossible to shake death hold
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since we know he just can't help himself am I right~?
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