Countryhumans Oneshot

SovAme MxM

~Smut warning ofc.

~Rough sex!!

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It was 2 years after the great war, or other known as WW2. USSR and America would have short meeting here and there, despite their differences the two were quite close. Maybe too close. This week, specifically on a Friday, a meeting would be taking place at Americas. Which this set to the capitalist having to clean out his messy and...american home?

But from that matter America got to work. First he took out the trash, and made sure to get the trash around his house he occasionally left. Then sweeping, vacuuming, doing the dishes, and even cleaning the toilet. It had taken him at least a whole day, but good thing his house didn't look like a pig sty no more. This meant he had somewhat 2 days until the meeting that he had planned on Friday. Yes, it was going to be a normal, boring meeting they always had. But this time America had planned to go a bit father. Possibly a bit more personal in this case.

To celebrar himself finally cleaning his house, he drove to a local restaurant, sitting down and holding his chin on what to order.

"Hey America!" Someone called, he looked over and saw Japan. J.Es child. In the moment America felt guilty what he did to her mother, but he had to do what he had to do.

"Hey Japan, what's up?" He asked, finally deciding on what to order as he leaned back into the booth seat.

"So I've been writing more stories, and I won't share them with you yet, but I've finally also got done with that one story I told you about!" She squealed, sitting down in a booth across from Americas.

"And little fourth wall breaker, yes, I've been writing stories since I was a child, also guess what story I got done with." Japan winked

"That's cool." America answered in a monotone voice. He spoke to the waiter about his order, then turned back to Japan. "So how have you and your brother been doing?" He asked crossing his arms.

"Oh, well he's been uh.. a little stressed lately because of what happened. Which I don't blame you for! It's not like mother paid a lot of attention to us, well, she didn't pay attention at all, but I understand your choice!" She reassured America from whatever guilt or shame he must've felt, which America nodded and grabbed the plate of food the waiter handed onto him.

"What have you been up to, America?" Japan asked.

"Meetings, meetings, and a bunch of more meetings that I wish to not attend to without a British man forcing and threatening me to go to." He sighed shaking his head and taking a bite out of his meal.

"That sucks. I'm glad I don't got to go to meetings since I'm basically not in charge of whatever my brother does." She smiled, taking some food from the Americans plate and eating it.

"If you're hungry I can order you something."

"Nah im fine, i can just go make something at home and deal with it from there."

"Whatever you say."

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It was finally Thursday, America was sleeping in the couch with his suit on. He must've been tired of waiting for the Soviet, which was 3 hours late. Then pounding occurred on the door, which America immediately got up and opened it.

"Heya com-" His sentence was cut short by Soviets hand straight in his face. "No greetings, just take me to your fucking office so we can get this shit over with."

America blinked, recovering from that interaction.
"At least take your shoes off! There's mud on the floor now!" He hissed, stomping after the Soviet, not even worrying about the shoes anymore and dragging him to the office. If USSR wanted to be so impatient, then America can too!