Elevator Music (Rusame)

╭──╯ . . . . .𝓑𝓞𝓛𝓐𝓝𝓓. . . . . ╰──╮

Trigger warning - Mentions of Afghanistan(T@l!B@an) + Ame being a dick

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Ukraine's POV

Before I left for school, I checked on Russia, he never said anything to me other than good morning. And he didn't seem to be getting ready for work, so I was a little worried. I knocked on his door, no answer. I opened it a crack, he looked like he was asleep. 

"I'm going to school now...!" I whisper-shouted. I walked over to him. His face looked extremely red, I put a hand to his head. "Gone and caught yourself a fever huh?" I opened his window to let some air in and wished him well before leaving for school.

America's POV

I waltzed into the office with my usual confidence and was greeted by Japan. "Hey Ame! Did you know that Poland was temporarily coming over to our department?" I crinkled my nose at the mention of his name.

Poland has a huge thing for me and it's honestly so pathetic, he's so down bad to the point he would be willing to become my dog. I shook my head no, "why is he coming over?" I mused; Japan quickly responded with her usual excitableness. I found it strange how she managed to act so childish and responsible at the same time.

"Yeah so, Nigeria is going out for political reasons and so she needed someone to take her place because she'll be gone for a month or two!" Japan looked up to the sky, "hm, I wonder what she's doing... she never specified you see." 

I acknowledged her comment and went ahead to read some documents that were shoved into my hands by one of my secretaries. I got bored and flicked my head up, facing Japan. She looked away from me, a slight shade of red appeared on her face. Seeing that made me nauseous, "want to get a coffee with me?" She almost jumped at the suggestion, "OH! Uh yeah! Sure, hahah." She nervously tucked a stray hair behind her ear.

Ever since I read that line in Japan's diary, I didn't know what to think. I was scared she was going to confess, and I certainly did not want to break her heart. She's my best friend but, I just don't see her that way. I guess that's why some things are locked away, I let out a breathy self-pity laugh. "What's so funny?" I shook it off as an old memory and we arrived at the breakroom. I caught sight of Poland, and he instantly perked up. 

I've always thought of Poland as a creep despite his soft looks and personality, I once caught him spying on me through my window at the literal asscrack of dawn. And one time I saw him taking pictures of me when I wasn't looking. What if I looked bad in them? A shiver went down my spine. He has these big blue puppy dog eyes. He is very short and many of his features were soft and round. 

He spoke in an infantile manner and acts very innocent but I'm very sure that's just a coping mechanism. Everyone knows Poland has been through some deep shit. Either way it still drove me up a wall, the only thing that kept me from spraying child repellent at him was the fact that he had these big eyebags and he sounded somewhat...deprived.

He tried to awkwardly shuffle towards Japan and I, I pretended not to notice and continued my conversation with Japan. Although, I was not paying any attention to what she was saying. Scenes from last night kept replaying in my head and I found it unsettling how my stomach flew from left to right when I thought about Rus. Poland was now standing at a distance from us, he had his hands clasped together and his face was slightly pink, his eyes darted from side to side not daring to look at us for more than a second. 

I internally grimaced and waved him over; it was too painful to just watch him stand there. "Hey, Poland! I heard you were working with us for a bit, ey?" I grinned and elbowed him in the side, Poland seemed to relax a little, but his eyes were still as big as golf balls. "Yes, Poland only thinks for one month which Poland thinks is a bit long...B-BUT Poland loves to be around friends!" He stammered, still too timid to look any of us in the eye.