Meeting Negotiations

Prologue

A/N: this story will take place during the process of a imaginary
divorce between Obama and his wife, and their children will not be mentioned
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They were sitting in another meeting to negotiate international problems, again. Obama was sitting across the table from Putin glancing over at him every now and then. Putin made Obama very unsettled as Putin's country, Russia, was better known for its brutality, but even with that there was something that just drew his gaze to this cruel dictator, But he just shook his head and went back to trying to focus on the meeting that was becoming seemingly more dull.
when the meeting ended Obama walked like the professional he was out to the hall with his head held high, only to bump into Putn at the end of the hall. Obama had to slightly tilt his head down to see Putin's face because the man was shorter than him. Obama held out his hand to formally shake Putin's hand and apologize but all Obama got was a cold glare.

"Hello." Putin stated sternly in his thick Russian accent

"Hello...?" Obama said back embarrassed

Obama had had many thoughts that went through his head, but at the second he ran into Putin they all floated out of reach and he was left completely blank with what to say. He could have said several rude things and several... not so rude things, but he stuck with formality that slipped out, but it slipped out as more of a question than anything. He felt so unintelligent saying it, but what could be done? Putin just made him lose all composure. Obama did something next that would be very unprecedented.

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Putin was thinking many things when he walked out of the meeting room. one of them was Obama's eyes during the meeting and how they had flickered every so often towards him. Putin was a bit confused about his feelings, but he knew that each time Obama's eyes would fall on him all he wanted to do was get up and kiss him from across the table.
Putin walked down the hall, and all of the sudden, he unexpectedly bumped into the one person he was trying to avoid, Obama. At this, he contorted his face to look as cruel as he could, and he said "hello."
"Hello...?" was Obama's reply
Putin was gonna walk away when he heard Obama's voice, rather seductively he might add, say, "Why don't you come with me?"
He was taken aback unsure what to say, he brushed it aside thinking he imagined it and followed Obama as, he assumed, Obama lead the way to the oval office.
all of the sudden Putin was grabbed by the collar and swung into a closet and kissed on the mouth. He pushed Obama off him with a lot more strength than intended. Putin had many thoughts flying through his head, but none of them good and they hit a breaking point once he looked up at Obama's hurt face. He then lost all sense of himself and pulled Obama back to him and pushed him against the wall. The both of them being skilled and experienced, made-out until they had to come up for air.
Putin spoke first and in a whisper he asked "Where is this wife of yours," he said almost like he was scolding Obama, "is your marriage not going well." His jealousy had got the best of him and it came out as a sneer and his face portrayed his hurt.
Putin waited for an answer all he got was a pained expression and a short, strained answer of: "No, it's not going well." Putin stopped and slowly moved to get out of the closet. Putin said a last barely comprehended whisper of 'я прошу прощения( I'm sorry)' as he slipped out of the closet.