China's Photo Shoot

China's Photo Shoot

ReaderXChina
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You were walking down one of the various corridors of the manor you were staying at when you hear someone calling your name. You turn to find that it was China flagging you down.

"(Your name)! (Your name)! Wait a minute! I need to ask you a favor-aru!"

You waited until China stopped and caught his breath before you asked him your first question.

"What is it, China?"

He then smiled at you as he asked you his favor.

"I have recently acquired a camera that photographers use and I was wondering if you could help me take some pictures with it-aru."

You were curious as to what China wanted to photograph. Tilting your head, you asked him.

"What exactly do you want to photograph? Landscapes? Self-portrait? Commercial?"

"Modeling. And I want you to be the model-aru."

You gave China a deadpanned look. Modeling. He wanted you…to model for him. You grimaced as you thought about what kind of modeling he meant.

"I don't do that kind of modeling."

China couldn't be redder as he waved his hands in defense.

"No-no! Not Nude or Erotic Modeling! I-I meant landscapes and events. M-mostly Cosplay-aru."

Now you were more confused ever.

"Why me? Why not anyone else like Japan or Hungary?"

China answered you, giving a cute face.

"Because you fit the costumes perfectly, (your name). Please-aru?"

You flinched as you saw China give you the puppy dog eyes. He must've been taking lessons from Italy without anyone knowing. Especially since you could never resist the puppy dog eyes.

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It was fifteen minutes after China had begged you to model for him and you felt completely embarrassed as you walked out of a tent in the gardens in a Hello Kitty costume. You were never a Hello Kitty fan and you were grateful that only China was seeing you like this.

You weren't dressed like the mascots at Disneyland, but you had a human-like version of the outfit with a cat ear's headband and a white tail that when down your back. You also had paws that went to your upper arms and no place to put your fingers through.

You flushed red when China squealed in delight at how cute you looked.

"Oh, (your name)! You are so adorable! Ok. First, you sit in the flower patch and have fun-aru."

It was cryptic at what he said, but you complied and gave your most innocent happy face. China squealed as he kept taking various Hello Kitty pictures of you in different spots and poses. After China had enough, he handed you a cute panda costume and did more pictures in that.

It was after three costume changes that you realize you were having fun modeling for China, giving cute and sultry looks either by request or improvising. It was lunch by the time the two of you were finished for the day, since some of the meetings halt immediately at luncheon and you didn't want France or Prussia deciding to peep on you while you change.

After you've given China his costumes back, you asked him a question.

"China? Why did you really want me to model? And don't say it was because the costumes fit me."

The color on China's cheeks returned to red as he gave you his honest answer.

"T-to be honest, I actually only wanted to photograph you. Many of us agree that you have the beauty that needed to be photographed for future generations to see. I added the costumes so that you'd have fun. A-and I'm sorry that it seemed weird or perverted to you-aru."

You blushed when you heard this. No one had ever called you beautiful before or had flattered you by saying that you needed to be photographed. Tapping your fingers together, you spoke.

"I-it's fine, China. I-in fact, I had a lot of fun."

The sound of that made China happy. He hugged you as he spoke.

"Really-aru? I'm so happy! Can we do this again tomorrow?"

"I don't see why not? Same time?"

"I'll be waiting with the costumes! Oh! Can I sell some of the pictures?"

Seeing China's puppy eyes, you gave in.

"Alright. But leave out the Hello Kitty ones. I still have my dignity."

And so, China sold some of his pictures to the other countries. Needless to say, China's profits haven't been so high.

As for the Hello Kitty pictures, China kept them in a small scrapbook by his bedside table for him to see alone.

Whenever he went to bed, he would always look at his pictures of you: his muse.