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Rusame- Shower love (P1)

Russia was extremely late to his graduation, and so was America. They both needed to shower, but there was only one bathroom. "I'm not going to shower with you," Russia said, not even looking at your face. His voice was harsh, almost hoarse. He crossed his arms over his chest, like a spoiled kid. The fact was that neither of them had time to waste, yet they hated each other."Yeah, yeah, whiny baby just gets in," America says, taking off his clothes. Russia's face turns red, almost like he's blushing. He quickly averts his eyes from America's body. "Are you serious? You're going to do this?" he mutters in a low voice. "Why wouldn't I? Or do you just like what you see, my sexy body? Hahaha," Russia blushes.As they showered together, America couldn't help but notice Russia's muscular body, but it wasn't like he'd care or anything; he just saw.

Russia grunts in response, clearly not amused by America's teasing. He keeps his eyes averted, refusing to give him the satisfaction of his attention. "Don't flatter yourself," he mutters under his breath. America turns around to see Russia rubbing his skin roughly. "Wait, don't do that. Your skin will peel off. Here, let me do it," I grab the towel and start helping him. Russia looks surprised by my sudden offer, but he doesn't refuse. "Uh, okay," he says as he hands me the towel. As I start to help him rub the soap on his back, he relaxes slightly and seems to let his guard down a bit. "Thanks," he says, sounding almost appreciative for a moment before quickly returning to his usual gruff demeanor.