A lucky match (rusame)

after the party

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Japan goes to hang out with South, and I am alone with America. The warmth between us is nice, and I can feel myself doze off.
I wake up with America still asleep in my lap. How long have we been out for? I notice a blanket over us. I blush, knowing that Japan definitely has something to do with this. I slightly shake America waking him up from his slumber. He shuffles in his sleep before saying, "Daddy, go away." I can feel me cheeks heating up. Why the hell did he just say that? My whole body is as hot as Arizona, and my cheeks are as red as a tomato. I push him off my lap, and he falls to the floor. "Oww, what was that for?" He says, rubbing his head. "You were saying some weird shit in your sleep," I say, even redder now. "Also, the party's over, so we need to go home," I saypicking up the blanket that I usume Japan put over us. "I fell asleep? How long have we been here?" He says just as clueless as always. "Yeah, you fell asleep, and now we need to leave." I say annoyed at how stupid he is. "Come on, I'm sure Japan wouldn't mind us staying the night besides it's dark out already." He says, getting up from the floor. "Nope, no way, there's not even two places to sleep, and like hell, I'm staying in a room with you." I say, walking towards the door. I feel America grab my arm so I turn around again. "Come on, I'm tired, and it's dark, can't you just stay?" He says, pouting. I blush he's so cute when he's upset. "Fine, but no way I'm sleeping with you so you can have the couch. I'll sleep on the floor." I say, walking back into the room and grabbing the blanket. I sit on the floor, and America lays on the couch. He then turns and is staring at me.

America's pov.

I finally convinced Russia to stay at Japans house with me. The real reason I want him to stay is because I don't want to be stuck alone with Japan. I don't know what she will pull. If I go home, Britain will yell at me for waking him up so late at night.
I lay on the couch looking at Russia. I've never seen him have so much emotion. He's usually cold towards everyone, including his family. I am just so surprised at how much he's been doing lately.
"Hey, what are you staring at?" I hear Russia say snapping me out of my thoughts."You sure you wanna sleep on the floor? It might be cold, " I say. "Yeah, I'm fine," he says, turning around. "Ok, sut yourself." I say, also turning around to face away from him.

Time skip 🙃

Russia's pov.

I wake up again with something warm in my arms. I look at what it is, and of course, it happens to be america. I get up and place the blanket over him. He's so peaceful when he's asleep, not taunting me or being his annoying self. I walk out of the house, leaving him to sleep.