[!Not a ship!]

Kazakhstan recently got his independence from his adoptive father, USSR. The problem ? He was alone in the streets with no one… and it’s very difficult when you are a little kid without a real shelter…

It was raining outside as Kazakhstan was hiding in a box using it as a shelter and he tried to keep himself warm by wrapping his golden wings around himself but it didn’t work as he continued to tremble from cold

Kazakhstan got more and more tired as he finally fell asleep in the cold a figure then approached him…

The next day he woke up in a bed as he looked around confused

Kazakhstan: “Where am I ?” he muttered to himself until he saw the door opening and he got scared hiding under the blanket

He peek out and see a man wearing a crimson red robe and a fez on his head

Turkey: “Hey there little guy did you sleep well ?” he smiled as he extended a hand

*Kazakhstan hesitated as a lot of questions run through his mind “Who is this man ?” “Why did he took me to his house?” “Is he going to hurt me ?”

Turkey seeing that the child was hesitant smiled and patted his head

Turkey: “Don’t worry I won’t hurt you, my name is Türkiye but you can call me Turkey to make it easier, what’s yours ?”

Kazakhstan: “Um… my name is Kazakhstan…” he said shyly

Turkey: “Oh nice name and nice wings too !” he smiled as he noticed Kazakhstan’s golden wings

Suddenly a baby wolf with a scar on its left eye entered the room running around before it jumped on Kazakhstan lap and licked his face as Kazakhstan was giggling

Turkey: “Ah Savaş here likes new guests and it seems like he adores you” he chuckled

Kazakhstan smiled at Turkey as he trusted him a bit more and time pass as Kazakhstan saw Turkey as a big brother and Turkey saw him as a little brother