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China x Reader: Fortune Cookie

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13. Misfortune

Every day since you had arrived at Heta High, on your way to one of your afternoon classes, Yao would greet you with a gentle smile and a “good afternoon.” It was a nice little pleasantry that you had actually come to look forward to. He always seemed so exasperated when dealing with his brothers, that it was nice to see him with a friendly smile on his face. So it was odd when he ignored your greeting one day while frowning and muttering to himself. He’d even been a bit snippier with his brothers than usual earlier that day.

As he was passing you, you grabbed on to his hand. He turned around confusedly then his eyes widened when he saw it was you. Then a light blush covered his face when he realized you were holding his hand. Then he noticed your concerned expression.

“_______, is something wrong aru?” Now he looked concerned.

“That’s what I was about to ask you,” you said as you stepped a bit closer to him.

“Y-yeah, I’m fine,” he said, casting his glance to anywhere but you.

“Can you look me in the eye and say that?” Yao sighed.

“I don’t have time for this. I have to get to class.”

“Will you have time after school?”

“I have work.”

“When are you on break?”

“Why are you so persistent on this?” he asked getting a bit of an annoyed tone.

“Because you’re my friend, and that means I care about you.” You hadn’t let go of his hand during the entire conversation and gave it an affectionate squeeze. Yao had a light blush on his cheeks, but then he gave an exasperated sigh, took a pen out of his bag and scribbled the address of the place he worked and what time he had a break on the palm of your hand. Then he turned swiftly and left.

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Yao’s family owned a restaurant that sold numerous cuisines besides just Chinese. You way him rushing and bustling about. He looked even more stressed than he did before. You had arrived a few minutes early and decided you might get something to eat as well, and Yao could talk to you. You were seated at one of the booths and waited a few minutes before anyone came to take your order.
“Welcome to Zen Garden Cuisine. What would you like to order for a drink or are you ready to eat?” It was Yao. He was staring with a bored, annoyed stare down at the pencil and pad he had in his hand. His voice was anything but welcoming but you let it go. He was wearing black pants and a black shirt and his hair was pulled into a high ponytail as opposed to his usual low one that was swept over his shoulder.

“Your hair is cute like that,” you said with a sweet smile. Yao looked up confusedly then saw your face. Then he blushed at realizing what you said.

“H-hi. I forgot you were coming aru.” You giggled. “What will you be having?”

“I’ll have a (favorite soda/tea/flavored or non-flavored water) and whatever your favorite drink is. And I’ll have a plate of fries for two. Then you’re gonna come back here, and we’re gonna talk about whatever’s bothering you.” Yao sighed. There was clearly no talking you out of this no matter how much he wanted to. About five minutes later he came back with the drinks and left to get the fries. You just watched him, and as he was coming back, he got into a light argument with another woman that worked at the restaurant. He set the plate of fries on the table with a bit of a clatter that made you jump slightly.

“Sorry,” he muttered, resting his head in one of his hands, the other laying on the table.

“It’s fine. Just tell me what’s wrong?” you said as you grabbed his free hand, “I’ve seen you stressed before but never this much.”

“It’s just my mother,” he sighed out, “She’s been having trouble make ends meet with the restaurant and she’s on me and my brothers’ and Mei’s case about college and my father’s out of commission.”

“That’s awful. What happened to him? I mean, if you want to tell me….” He chuckled a bit at how considerate you could be.

“He’s been sick since I was young, but he’s bedridden at the moment. He might kick it, but the doctors say it’s a 50/50 chance.”

“I’m so sorry to hear that. Do… do you need a hug?” Yao looked up from the spot on the table he’d been staring at and his gaze fell on the unsure yet concerned gaze. Your slight tilt of the head and big eyes only made you seem just that much cuter. He blushed a bit.

“Are you okay?!” you asked at his sudden redness.

“Y-yes aru. I’m, I mean, just… Thank you. It means a lot that you’d let me vent a little bit.”

“Well, we’re friends. I care about you,” you said as you grabbed a fry. You didn’t notice how much darker his blush had gotten. He grabbed some fries too.

“What do you think you’re going to do for college?” he asked you.

“Well, scholarships are a must, but I don’t know. I haven’t decided.”

“My mom’s worried about how I haven’t decided yet.”

“Why? You’re only in tenth grade.” (A/N: I decided to make a few of the Hetalia characters a bit older)

“I know, but she’s just worried about us since if she loses the restaurant, she won’t be able to afford to send us. That’s why I started working here and taking double, sometimes triple, shifts. It’s just a lot on my plate, and I haven’t been getting that much sleep.”

“So why not drop a shift or two?”

“Because I don’t want my brothers and sister to take on the stress. They have more important things to focus on.”

“That’s so sweet!” you said practically jumping across the table to hug him. He blushed again.

“If you want, my parents want me to get a job to get some working experience. You don’t have to pay me or anything. I’ll take over one of the shifts you work.” Yao looked a bit unsure of this.

“You’re sure there’s nothing else you could be doing. Don’t do this if you don’t have to.”

“I’m fine with it. I need the job experience anyway. And I’m always happy to help.”

“I’ll talk to my mother about it, but thank you,” he said with a smile that was not much brighter than the ones you had been seeing lately. It was a start. The two of you spent the next few minutes talking and laughing while eating fries and sipping at your drinks.

“Here,” Yao said as you were about to leave. He handed you two fortune cookies. “Just an extra thank you.” You smiled and took one.

“You keep the other one. You never know, it might have some good news for you.” With that you turned and left. Yao opened the fortune cookie, doubtful that it held anything of use to him.

Love comes to you in the form of kindness and concern for your well-being.

Yao looked back up with wide eyes just as you were walking out of the door. Then he shook his head. It was pure coincidence.

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He’d hold on to it just in case.
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AwesomeKawaiiGamer's avatar
This is really cute! I love the last line, too..


It was NOT coincidence, Yao...