Toleration [SovAme]

America and Soviet chill at America's House

"Anyways, where are we going next?" Soviet asked America as they walked out of the building.

"Oh, my house. It'll be a week until we can get a flight to where we need to go, so we're waiting there until then."

"Alright..." Soviet's voice trailed off as he walked next to America.

"Yeah, also during this week I'm buying you more clothes and deodorant cause you stink." Soviet was going to argue with America, but he was right. He hadn't showered in almost two days and was wearing the same clothes he'd died in. So he wasn't exactly the cleanest right now, instead Soviet just grunted and kept walking next to America.

Soviet noticed if his steps weren't too careful his back would hurt, he was really annoyed with the back pain, he could pop into existence years after dying, but he couldn't appear with the wings. No, he had to grow them while he was alive and feel the pain of new muscles and bones growing. He was sure any day now he'd wake up covered in feathers. He hadn't found any yet, but he wasn't exactly one to look at his back, not like it was easy to either.

A quiet growl of annoyance snapped him out of his thoughts before America yanked on his hand and pulled him along quickly. "You walk too slow commie pig." Soviet had to place his legs awkwardly to keep up, and random strangers now were hitting his back which hurt like hell. He wasn't a fan of that either. Overall, he'd rate his current stay in New York a 2/5. He'd been dragged around by an annoying short American his whole trip, forced to agree with an annoying plan, and now he'd have to survive a week in that Bastard's home. Honestly, Soviet was severely ticked off, if he wasn't so worried of getting on TV and having his cover blown, he would make a scene with America right then. Instead he decided he'd have to wait until he was in the annoying man's house before making all his complaints.

America pulled Soviet into his house and locked the door with 3 separate locks. "Geeze, paranoid much?"

"Shut your mouth. This next mission is going to be so annoying. I wish I could just leave you behind for it honestly." America stared at Soviet with an annoyed face.

"Well, you're the main reason I'm stuck with you in the first place. Maybe you should show a little more respect." Soviet crossed his arms as he stared at America.

"Respect? You? HAH!" America laughed at him like it was hilarious, "Why would I show a communist fucker like you Respect? No, you should be the one showing me respect. You're living in m house, under my funds. The fact I'm helping you at all should make you grateful."

Soviet made a face, "You chose to be stuck with me. You could've let me just hang out in the UN building and catch up with my reincarnated friends but no, you chose to make us hang out asshole."

America made an annoyed sound, "You could at least be a little grateful I listened to your little plan instead of dismissing it."

"And you didn't have to tie me up. But here we are pig. What are you going to do about it?"

"Nothing, I want to see you suffer." America walked out of the entryway and Soviet followed him, separating to go flop on America's couch.

"I'll make you suffer so much more than I will," Soviet said, staring at America.

"How? By fucking my ass? Not gonna happen tonight I'm afraid." America was in the kitchen as he brought that up again. It made Soviet's blood boil. "Listen here you Capitalist Pig! I. Am. Not. Fucking. Gay. And even if I was, Why would I fuck you of all people?"

"Oh, to assert your dominance, you find hate fucking hot, you want to hear me cry, the list goes on." America didn't seem fazed one bit by his remarks which just made Soviet more angry.