Blue Veins • Rusame

A Visit

Russia left Canada's house and returned back to his cold country to think of a plan. He knew if he stayed any longer in Calgary, Prussia might throw a fit. Even though he knew the kiss was an accident, he was still pissed.

He was greeted at the airport by Latvia, who excitedly drove Russia back home. As the nosy-yet-cute little country Latvia was, he intended to find out everything about Russia's possible relationship.

"So how'd it go?" Latvia asked curiously as they entered the door of the large house.

"It was bad. Twin brothers are not fun. I'm going to bed." Russia said, extremely jet lagged from his flight. He took off his jacket and immediately dragged himself upstairs towards his room. Just as he flopped down onto his bed he heard the doorbell ring. He groaned loudly and pushed himself back up, heading back downstairs to answer the door. The doorbell rang about 12 more times as he hopped down the stairs, and as he reached the foyer, he heard furious knocking coming from the other side.

"Who is that?" Latvia questioned as he peeked his head around the corner.

"Let's find out." Russia said, cautiously swinging the door open to see who the impatient stranger could be.

Russia could barely comprehend the sapphire blue eyes and blond hair before him as he heard,

"HOW DARE YOU KISS MY BROTHER LIKE THAT YOU PERV DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW MUCH OF A CINNAMON ROLL HE IS YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I HATE YOU RIGHT NOW I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU HURT HIM I WILL BEAT THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF YOU YOU HAVE NO IDEA I HATE YOU STAY AWAY FROM ME AND MY FAMILY YOU JERK I CANT BELIEVE A COMMIE LIKE YOU KISSED MATTHEW YOU DON'T DESERVE HIM I HATE YOU AND NOW IM GOING HOME GOODBYE."

As America whipped back around to leave after brutally screaming in Russia's face, Russia grabbed his arm and pulled him back into the house. He shut the door behind him and dragged the smaller country into the living room as he screamed,

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING LET ME GO YOU FREAK I HATE YOU GO AWAY."

Russia threw America onto the couch and stood looking down at him with fury raging in his violet eyes.

"You're done, дa?" Russia asked calmly, looking down at the boy on the couch in front of him.

"NO. WHY THE HELL DID YOU EVEN BRING ME IN HERE ANYWAY I DONT KNOW WHAT YOU WANT WITH ME! I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS BUT THEN YOU GO AND MAKE OUT WITH MY BROTHER WHAT THE FUCK BRO WE DONT DO THAT IN AMERICA... OR CANADA.. OR MOST PLACES.... I DONT KNOW!BUT DONT DO IT AGAIN OR YOU'LL BE GETTING A FACE FULL OF MY RIGHT FIST THE NEXT TIME I EVEN SEE YOU WITH MY BR-"

Russia cut him off with a slap to the face.

"WHAT THE FUCK RUS-"

another slap

"STOP, YOU'RE HURTING ME."

"You're done, дa?" Russia questioned again, this time with a stare that could kill an entire army. America stood up to go but Russia pushed him back down. America glared at him, but knowing an escape would never work, remained on the couch and listened.

"Maybe if you actually calmed yourself down a little bit once in a while you'd be able to hear both sides of the story instead of one stupid post from that Prussian idiot. The only reason why I kissed your brother is because I thought-"

America raised an eyebrow in confusion. "You thought??"

"I thought he was you!" Russia said, immediately becoming flustered. As he admitted it he felt like dying one hundred times over. He blushed a deep shade of red and turned to walk away as he saw the American's jaw drop out of his peripheral vision.

"I should go." Russia said, quickly grabbing his coat and escaping out the front door.

'You were in your own house you idiot' Russia scolded himself as he ran further and further into the snow-filled land.

YoOoOooOoOoo I FINALLY UPDATED because it's finally Winter break!! Yay x819128.. Anyway.. more chapters coming soon! Thank you for reading! Hope you enjoyed ❤️