America and Russia may act like they despise each other but really they consider themselves rivals, they know each others secrets including America knowing about Russia's scar on his neck and Russia knowing that America is self concious about his weight. They know each others fears. Frenemies at your best.
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Russia was in the bathroom adjusting his bandages around his neck in the mirror, the meeting wasn't to start in a few minutes, he felt his bandages around his neck start to loosen so he managed to sneak off to the bathroom to tighten them.
He starts by taking off his scarf and bandages completely to start fresh, he begins wrapping the bandages back on again. Russia jumps in fear at the sound of a door slamming open, he turns towards the sound out of reflex and his loosely wrapped bandages fell to the floor.
"Yo Russia what are you doing in here?" America says raising a brow, his eyes wide as he see's Russia's neck, Russia stumbles to the floor picking up the bandages, America kneels down and places a hand on Russia's shoulder firmly. Russia jumps at the touch.
"What happened?" America demands taking Russia's bandages away from him, Russia breathes shakily.
"It is old scar leave me alone!" Russia says trying to sound like he usually did. But it failed as his voice wavered slightly.
America frowned at the uncharacteristic tone. He wanted the normal Russia, the one that would argue with him on a daily basis.
"Oh" America couldn't bring himself to say anything.
"Go ahead and tell everyone, use it against me I know you will!" Russia says standing up from the floor and leaning over a sink.
America felt wounded, was he really that horrible in the Russian's eyes?
"I'm self concious about my weight..." America says out of the blue
"W-What?" Russia says looking towards America,
"Yeah... I uh figured If I know your secret you should know mine" America says rubbing the back of his head awkwardly, blushing in embarrassment. He holds out his hand and gives Russia his bandages back.
Russia stares at the bandages and back at America, "Thank you..." Russia says wrapping the bandages around his neck tightly and grabbing the scarf that was hung over his shoulder, also wrapping that tightly around his neck.
"I think I've got some new found respect towards you Ruski but you're still my frenemy!" America says walking at the bathroom and waving a goodbye, "See you at the meeting!" he adds and the footsteps of the American fade away to silence.
"Frenemy... I like the sound of that" Russia smiles.
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Hetalia Headcanons
FanfictionThese are some headcanons I made up myself sorry if some of them do exist I probably haven't seen them, Hopefully my headcanons wont be ones you have seen before (it is what I am aiming for). My headcanons can differ from being normal to depressing...
