You carried two pistols with you and your weren't so nice to Belarus.

The day you met him was almost the worst day of your life.

Russia: (y/n), thank you for coming

(Y/n): No problem Russia, you know I'm more than happy enough to help

Russia: Da, now then, shal-

???: Russia! Become one with me!

Russia: oh no

(Y/n): Is something wrong?

When a tall man came in the room, Russia immediately went behind you. He then noticed you.

???:........ Uh h-hello there, I'm Belarus, and you are?

(Y/n): I'm (y/n), I take it, you love your sister a bit too much?

Belarus: Not any more, because.... I would like to become one with you... -gets closer-.. Right now

You were disgusted and slapped him. You then walked away.

Belarus: w-wait! I didn't mean to disgust you! Please come back!

Currently you were in your room, writing in your diary when-

Belarus: -kicks the door open- (y/n), become one with me!

(Y/n):........ Did you break my door? Cause it was locked.

Belarus looked at when the knob of the door landed, it was a foot away from his foot. Now he just felt bad, but he was then terrified. You held a gun at him.

(Y/n): Belarus... You have ten seconds to get out of my room.

Belarus: r-right sorry

He then left.

-second day-

You were texting Canada, when you heard

Belarus: (y/n), I'm ba- gah!

You were shooting the door and walls, hoping to kill Belarus. But you heard him running.

Belarus: Please give me a chance!

You then stopped shooting, and just went back to texting Canada.

-third day-

You were taking to Russia when you felt someone gently tug on your shirt.

Belarus: (y/n), please love me

(Y/n): fine. Just promise we won't have sex NOW.

Belarus: Ok thank you

He then hugged you, and you hugged back.

-author's note-
Sorry if it's short
I also decided to make the female the stronger one in this story.