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Male! Belarus x Reader: Luggage tags

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Male! Country! Belarus x Human! Reader

Luggage tags. 

Short fluff






           Belarus could not help but raised an eyebrow when he saw what you were holding in your palm after dashing out from one of those duty free shops selling super expensive but interesting gizmos in the airport. 

            ' Don't check in your luggage yet,' You panted and handed out one of the luggage tags that you were holding, signaling the Belorussian male to attach the tag onto his luggage box , ' You can identify your luggage box easily if you attach these bright coloured little beauties onto your dull luggage.'

            ' Not your bag!' He read the sentences printed on the bright yellow tag aloud as a ghost of a smile escaped his perfecter than most of the models lips. You giggled happily when you attached the other tag onto Belarus' backpack. The tag read "Don't make me chase you" and you decided it would suit Belarus' personality well.

            ' Better than those we could get back in the times of Soviet Union,' You chuckled at his words, recalling those colorfully printed paper luggage tags for tourists visiting the USSR. Those tags weren't that bad, but probably not as good as those you had right now. Made of plastic, colorful, and with witty sentences written on them.

            ' I thought you would miss those times when you were one with your big sister Russia,' Smiling mischievously, you said. He paused for a while at your words before pulling you into a tight embrace, stroking your (h/l) (h/c) hair soothingly.

            ' (y/n), you are jealous,' Belarus whispered by your ears; his ticklish warm breath made you could not help but blush a bit, especially because he was doing that in a public place. You shook your head, denying the fact that a seed of jealous had been aroused in your pounding heart.

            You heard him chuckling softly, as he continued whispering by your ears, ' I like these tags because you are the one who give them to me, but seems that you had misunderstood. It doesn't matter anyway, for you are much cuter than ever when you are jealous and I want to throw you onto my bed right now and make love with you until you beg me to stop - even though I won't stop anyway.'

             Burying your head onto his shoulder and trying to cover up your madly blushing face, you snaked your arms around his neck, pulling him closer until you felt his nose tip had touched your soft silky hair. His breath caressed your hair gently like a breeze and you indulged in his close presence, sniffing his body scent like mad.

             ' I'll be back soon, and don't worry since I will fulfill my promise once I come back - and I won't stop making love to you so easily after leaving you for so long,' Seeing the colour on your cheeks had darkened to a much deeper crimson, Belarus smirked and you smacked his broad chest playfully. 

             ' Hey, you got to go now, or you will be late for your flight,' Waving your waist in mid-air to show your boyfriend your watch, you sighed with puffed cheeks. Pulling you in for a final kiss, he grabbed the luggage box and swung his backpack over his shoulder before disappearing behind the wall with the word "departure" printed on it.






             ' It's for you.' 

             You felt something which was made of plastic, a bracelet or some sort, you guessed, was put around your wrist gently. You opened your eyes as Belarus told you to do so and found a luggage tag lying on your waist.

             Flipping over the tag with words "Hands off! It's mine" over, you founded words scribbled on the piece of paper attached to the tag for owners to write down their names and contact.

             This property,  (y/n) (l/n) belongs to Belarus, or Nikolai Arlovsky. Should you find this property of mine wandering alone in the street, bring her to me immediately. Perverts should stay away from her or they would die a gruesome death, especially France.

              She is mine. Mine. All mine!
For soviet union luggage tags, please visit the following sites:
architizer.com/blog/relive-sov…

Just a weird idea that popped into my super weird mind one day and sorry for any OOC-ness if there are any. It's really short so if you aren't satisfied, please don't beat me up ve~ *waves white flag*
Thanks for reading! Please do comment or fav if you like it ^^

Coming up next: 
Salesman! England x CEO! Reader ( I really start working on it seriously now ><)
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Welp... let's hope nobody chose to not listen and got killed! ^^