Literature
Heat Haze Days Male!Belarus x Reader
The sun beat down on my heat relentlessly, a terrible wave of heat ripped through my body and fled off my head. It was August 15th, and according to my iPod, around 12:30 give or take a few minutes. The weather was incredibly nice, although the heat slightly irritating. Sitting on that sun heated swing I pushed myself idly back and forth with my foot in the sand.
Without a word I tucked my iPod back into my pocket and turned my eyes up onto the sky, studying the white clouds smeared across the sky; like splatters dropped across the horizon from God's paintbrush. The sky was otherwise clear and a cheerful blue, at least, if you were one to