~ Powers of Nations: A Countryhumans Chronicle

▶Chapter:80◀

The chapter:

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3rd person pov:

In the days that followed Russ’s return to his home, China stayed by his side, an ever-present shadow of support and care. Their daily routine had begun to take on a comforting rhythm, with China often finding himself enveloped in feelings he hadn’t anticipated. Each day, his affection for Russ grew deeper, a quiet realization that had been there from the beginning but had intensified over time.

China’s feelings for Russ were rooted in something profound and genuine. From the very first moment he had seen Russ in his vulnerable state, something had shifted within him. It wasn’t just pity or a fleeting concern; it was an unspoken connection that had tugged at his heartstrings. As he spent more time with Russ, helping him through his recovery, those feelings had solidified into something more powerful.

Every touch, every word exchanged, seemed to strengthen China’s affection. He was acutely aware of the way Russ’s eyes softened when he looked at him, the way his presence seemed to bring a semblance of calm to Russ’s otherwise troubled world. China noticed how Russ’s scars, both physical and emotional, told a story of pain and endurance. And as he helped Russ navigate his daily life, China’s own feelings grew into a steady, unwavering love.

China often found himself marveling at the way Russ cooked, his movements careful and deliberate, despite his lingering exhaustion. The way Russ’s cats would nuzzle against him, offering their quiet companionship, seemed to mirror the gentle care that China tried to provide. Each day, China saw how much Russ was trying to hold it together, and each day, he felt his own resolve to be there for Russ solidify further.

One afternoon, as Russ was preparing a meal, China watched from a nearby chair. Russ’s energy was visibly waning, but his determination was palpable. The kitchen was filled with the comforting aroma of home-cooked food, a stark contrast to the dark memories that lingered in Russ’s mind. China’s gaze softened as he observed Russ’s delicate balance of strength and vulnerability.

When Russ suddenly collapsed, China was instantly on his feet, catching him with practiced ease. The worry in his eyes was clear as he gently carried Russ to his room, the cats trailing behind them-- In these past few days, he got used to russ always fainting or collapsing while working. He carefully tucked Russ into bed, pulling the covers around him with a tenderness that spoke volumes. As he watched Russ sleep, China’s heart ached with a profound mixture of concern and affection.

The quiet moments spent with Russ became a source of solace for China. He would often find himself lost in thought, reflecting on the growing bond between them. The pain Russ had endured was not just a part of his past but a part of their shared experience now. China’s love for Russ was intertwined with a deep-seated need to protect and care for him, something that had been building since their first encounter.

As the days passed, China’s affection for Russ only grew stronger. He found himself more willing to offer comfort and support, even in the smallest of gestures. His feelings were no longer just a quiet admiration but a deep and abiding love that shaped every interaction they had. China knew that his love for Russ was something he wanted to nurture, to be a constant in Russ’s life as he worked through his healing process.

Their moments together, whether it was cooking, relaxing, or simply being present, were filled with an unspoken understanding. China’s presence was a beacon of stability in Russ’s life, a reminder that he wasn’t alone in his struggle. And as Russ began to recover, China’s feelings continued to grow, forming a foundation of love and support that would stand the test of time.