Blue Veins • Rusame

World Meeting

America and Russia walked into the lobby of the conference hall together, nervously walking close to each other as they passed their friends and colleagues. They had decided not to really announce that they were dating, but to let people gradually figure it out, so the meeting wouldn't be absolute chaos. As they made their way to the meeting hall, they mentally prepared themselves for the craziness to come. Once they reached the door to the room they stopped, taking in a deep breath to calm themselves down.

"Ready?" America asked, clutching his boyfriends hand with nervousness.

"Ready as I'll ever be." Russia responded, loosening his hand to let go of the American. America smiled and pushed open the two giant oak doors of the conference hall, his stomach churning with nervousness. The two entered and everyone's eyes were immediately on them. America started to blush and Russia looked around, confused as to why everyone was staring at them. As they went to their seats in awkward silence, they noticed a few people whispering to each other and a few people smiling and winking at them. 

"Hey dudes!" America greeted, trying to break the awkward silence as he sat down in his seat. 

"Is it true that you two are dating?" Japan blurted quickly, finally asking the question that was on everyone's minds. Russia and America looked at each other, not expecting the question to be asked. You could practically hear a pin drop in the room of silent countries. 

"Well-" they both muttered at the same time. They both paused and Russia nodded to let America continue. 

"Yes..." America admitted as he looked down in embarrassment. He didn't like having everyone's eyes on him.

"CALLED IT!" France squealed, "YOU ALL OWE ME 50 EUROS! COUGH IT UP!" America heard a few people groan at France and others started to congratulate them sweetly.

"Wait a minute, how did you know?!" Russia questioned as everyone paid their bets to France.

"If you get Canada drunk enough he'll tell you anything." France admitted, smirking as Canada looked down at the floor in shame. Prussia just cackled and comforted Canada with a pat on the back. Prussia, France, and Spain had gotten Canada and Romano incredibly drunk a few weeks ago and Canada spilled a few secrets during a game of truth or dare. 

"Well, now that the awkward interrogation is over, it's time to start the meeting." Germany finally stated, causing everyone to stop talking.

"Wait- before we start. Why aren't any of you guys surprised? Isn't this like total shock-city? We were total enemies only a few months ago." America asked, confused as to why no one was gasping in shock.

"To be completely honest, we all knew it was eventually going to happen. Whenever you guys would fight at a world meeting you could practically cut the sexual tension with a knife. It was just a matter of time before you two crazies realized you belong together."  Austria spoke up. All the other countries nodded in agreement and the boyfriends laughed. They were really happy they were getting a positive response from the other countries. 

"Can we start now?" Germany asked sternly in annoyance. Everyone nodded and the meeting finally began. 

~Time skip brought to you by Germany's love for Northern Italians and beer~

After the meeting was over, a few countries decided to go to a bar, like usual after all meetings. The last time they had all been in a bar together was back in Toledo, where Russia and America launched a prank war on France. The countries usually got incredibly drunk at these get-togethers, and tonight was no exception. They had all decided to play a drinking game and by the end of it, everyone was completely wasted. 

Italy had drank so much that he could barely stand, so Germany, who was as giggly as a middle-school girl, let him sit in his lap. Spain and Romano were once again locked in a closet, probably making out. France was singing "Dancing Queen" on stage with Canada, who, for some reason, had a giant pink bow in his hair. Japan was passed out on top of China, who was sleeping on top of the bar. Prussia was dancing with Austria on top of a piano, and Hungary was taking pictures. As soon as Canada and France's "Dancing Queen" rendition ended, Prussia and Austria screamed, "GERMAN SPARKLE PARTY" in unison, causing everyone to cheer. As soon as America and Russia heard those three words they knew it was time to escape. The last time the three Germans had thrown a "Germany Sparkle Party", America had woken up the next morning with fishnets on, and he was not risking that embarrassment ever again. 

"Hey- you w-wanna go home?" America asked, slurring a little as he leaned against his boyfriend. Russia nodded, looking down at his adorable drunk boyfriend with a smile. Russia's alcohol tolerance was very high, so he wasn't drunk at all. He always found it hilarious when everyone got drunk because barely anyone remembered what happened the next morning except him.

"I'll c-call a taxi." America suggested, reaching into his pocket for his phone. Russia placed a hand on his shoulder to stop him.

"I'll call. You're pretty drunk." Russia said with a chuckle. America gave him a fake I'm so offended right now look as Russia called a taxi. Once the taxi arrived, Russia and America hopped in and made their way to the chalet. 

Upon arrival, Russia noticed that their chalet had been completely covered in silly string. 

"What the hell?" Russia mumbled, staring at the colorful substance that encased the beautiful chalet. America looked up with excitement in his eyes.

"A RAINBOW PUKED ON OUR CHALET!" America yelled excitedly, his eyes filled with childlike wonder. Russia laughed at him and walked forward. As they approached the door, Russia noticed a note taped to the doorknob. It read:

That's for forgetting me, you lovesick butts. 

                                           Love,

                                                  Latvia <3 (with the help of Lithuania)

Russia took the note off the doorknob and smirked. If Latvia wanted a prank war, he was going to get a prank war. Russia had the best pranker in the world as a boyfriend after all. Russia crumpled the note and put it in his pocket as he opened the door and led the incredibly drunk America upstairs to bed. He tucked America in but America frowned as Russia slid the blanket over him.

"What's wrong?" Russia asked, looking at the drunk American in confusion.

"Why aren't you coming to bed?" America questioned, frowning like a child.

"I'm going to make sure all the other countries get home safely. I'm going back to the bar. Just go to sleep." Russia reassured. 

"Noooooooooo" America whined, pouting as Russia continued to tuck him in. 

"I have to."

"Fine." America grumbled, furrowing his brows in annoyance. Russia just laughed as his childishness and kissed him on the forehead with care.

"Goodnight America." Russia whispered softly, turning the lights off.

"Nighty night big fella." America muttered in a cowboy-ish accent, giggling as he rested his head on the pillow. 

Idk why i love writing about the countries being drunk but i feel like they would be the funniest people at bars. Anyway, hope you guys enjoyed. Thanks for reading <3