That Omega-(Rusame)(CH)

Chapter 16.

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3rd Pov
Russia's world shattered, he was filled with anger, confusion and shock, he trusted America to tell him everything. Yet he chose to hide the fact he was an omega, maybe if he told him sooner maybe they could've been paired mates. It broke his heart that he couldn't trust America, even after everything he had done for America. He'd provided a home, a well kept environment, a clean bed and clothes, good and best ingredients for him to use. Heck ,he was even slipping money into America's bank account without his knowledge.
Russia returned to the Hospital after a day later, upon reaching the nurse's counter. He'd asked to see America. The Nurse looked confused as she'd look on thw computer.

"Sir, there's no patient here registered in that name."

"WHAT!?"

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America sighed as he'd sat patiently in the car, he'd look exhausted and had looked like he'd been crying for hours. China gotten in the driver's seat and smiled as he'd saw America sitting patiently for him.

"Shall we go home?"

China asked America, without saying a word, America nodded his head and stared out the window.
China started the car and drove to his vacation home, which he knew well that Russia wouldn't think about checking. Once getting out of his car he'd helped America out.
China kept his face plastered with a smile as he'd helped America settle in the house.
Once inside China had arranged the servants to give him more comfortable clothes and make the house more suitable and comfortable for America.
"Why are you being so nice to me...?" America asked, his face slightly confused with a mix of concern of what answer China would respond with.

China smiled at America, "I knew Russia ever since we were young, I know how he is. We aren't good friends but we aren't enemies as well. Besides, I admire you ever since I met you. You can repay me back with your cooking, I look forward to having meals with you. But for now, rest easy and relax. You don't want to stress too much, it isn't good for the baby."

America was slightly taken aback by the response, but it calmed him a little to know China didn't have any other intentions.
"Why do you even care about the baby? It's Russia's kid..." America asked.
This question brought China to a pause as if he was thinking of a way how to respond, of course it wasn't uncommon for other Alpha's to raise other offsprings that weren't theirs. But China wasn't the type of man who would waste his time caring for a child that wasn't his own.

"Well..." China hesitated to answer, knowing full well whatever answer, might effect the way how America saw him.
"Losing a child might be hard for you, as you have had this child quite sometime. It might be devastating to end up losing it." China responded.
America gave China the side eye but seemed to accept the answer.

China sighed with relief, as America took his reply well. He'd watched as America explored his new home. China of course had other plans other then the brat America was carrying, he had no intentions of being involved with Russia's child. But he'll tolerate it because he had other plans for America, all he has to do was play his cards right.
With a smile and smart replies, he may weasel himself into America's image of a saint.
China chuckled as America found his way to the open kitchen, looking through everything as if he was looking for the hidden cookie jar.

"Hungry?" China asked, America hesitated but nodded. China ordered his maid to cook up a meal for one, before he seated America down at the dining table. As the maid served the food, America ate quick as if he had been starving. China slid America a glass of water before he'd walked away to let the American enjoy his food.
China loosened his tie as he'd slumped onto the couch in the livingroom. Everything was going his way but a piece was missing, he wasn't sure what else he was missing but everything was going well for now.

China closed his eyes to think before he felt something sat beside him, China opened his eyes to see America looking up at him.
"Yes? Are you still hungry?" China asked.
America shook his head before hugging China, taken aback, China hugged back.
America slowly started to tear up again, probably from Russia yelling at him earlier that week.
China patiently waited for America to calm in his embrace. America's tears were uncontrollable as he'd clung onto the Asian man and soaked his expensive vest with his tears and snot.

China's patience almost grew thin until America finally calmed down after China had lifted him onto his lap. America had fallen asleep due to him crying himself to exhaustion. It didn't bother China as America clasped tightly onto his vest, as he'd stood up to carry America to the bedroom. China settled America into the bed and tucked in the small man. His yellow eyes watching over America for a few seconds before he exited the room to leave the house. He made sure both maids and servants knew their positions, to obey America's requests and try to avoid America escaping or leaving at all cost.

After reassurance, he left to his mansion, preparing an alibi in case Russia ever decided to grow suspicious of him. His eyes locked on the road as he'd slightly smirked to himself knowing that everything was falling into place as it should...

{TBC}

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