the party (part 3)

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Russia's pov.

The game continues normally after America put on my Ushanka and Jacket. I suddenly feel something hit my shoulder, I look over and see America asleep leaning on me.
My face goes red and I decide to leave him. I hope that no one notices him. I don't know why, but I want to hug him. He looks so innocent when he's alseep. It makes me want to protect him.
"Russia, truth or dare," I hear Japan say. I look over and answer her. "Dare." I say."I dare you to pull America onto your lap," she says, making my face red.
I do as she says and pull him onto my lap. He's so warm.
I want my ushanka back, but he looks so cute in it. What am I saying he's ugly, annoying, and a stupid capitalist.
I look back at him, and my face heats up. Without thinking, I wrap my arms around him. I immediately regret my decision but can't get myself to move my arms.
I feel him move slightly, and I stiffen up. I can hear my heart beating, and I can't think straight. I don't even know what is happening in the game.
After a few minutes, I can think straight, I am a little warm still, but it's better.
I start paying attention to the game and notice other victims of Japan. My sister is in a maids dress, and it irritates me. Why does she have to do this to us.
The game continues as normal, and no one calls on me or America again.
The party ends, and Everyone leaves except for me and, of course, America. Japan leaves to go hang out with South.

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