The bar tender sat down two glass cups of alcohol as Russia was trying to talk to the smaller Canada.
"Oh yay, drinks." The large man said gleefully.
One glass, two glasses, three glasses, four glasses.
Canada was officially drunk. He wasn't much for drinking, so he hasn't really grown a tolerance for alcohol, especially vodka.
Canada sighed, and went to rest his arms on the counter. But he accidentally missed and he ended up resting his left arm one Russia's leg.
A light blush painted his face, " MMHMM DAS SOME GOOD SHIT RIGHT THERE 👌👌 YUP 💦💦 YES DADDY 👌👍👌 yuP YA HEARD ME🙃👍💦 100% YUP 👌👌MMHMMM YESS 👌👍 OHO JUST YOU 💦WAIT MY LITTLE 👌👍💦 CANADIAN MMHM YUUP 💯💯 YUP UHUH 10/10 👌 WOULD 👍 RECOMmeND 💯💦 Y O U 💦B E L O N G 💦T O 💦M E 💦M Y 💦P R E C I O U S 💯💦👌💦👍👌💯 YUP WORK IT HOE 👌💦 MMHMMM GOOOOD SHIIIIT RIIGHT THERE LADIES AND GENTLEMEN💦👍👍💦👌👍💯💦👌👍💦👍💦💯💯 TOTALLY GONNA DESTROY YOU LATER 💯👌 MMHMM."
Canada quickly jumped, removing his arm from the bigger man's leg.
Five glasses, six glasses, seven glasses.
Canada was a drunk mess by now. He became very....touchy. He leaned on Russia randomly, would hug him, and hell they even kinda cuddled for a few moments.
"Russia...uh....can I ask you something?" Canada looked up at him, slightly leaning on his shoulder.
"Hm? Yeah, go ahead." Russia looked down at him. Their eye's interlock for a moment before Canada looks down.
"I think I love you..." His face turned bright red.
Russia, not saying a word, kissed him. "I've been waiting for those words forever."
"Uhh...what was that thing you say uh....will you become one with Russia, da?"
Russia chuckled, "Will you?"
Canada nodded, still blushing.
"Do you want me to call a cab to pick us up?" Russia asked.
Canada shook his head, "That'll take too long..." Canada was starting to get a little hot.
He nodded towards the bathroom, Russia just shrugged his shoulders. He stood up and gently put his arm around Canada. Canada nuzzled his head into Russia's chest.
They got into the bathroom, checked to see If anyone was in there.
Before Russia could say something, Canada pushed him into a stall and began kissing him.
"Matvey actually wants this, da?" Russia said, confused but also embarrassed.
Canada nodded quickly, "Y-You'd be surprised, b-but I've liked you for awhile now..."
Both obviously embarrassed, but quite happy, began to kiss again. Which led to them sloppily making out. Russia, pushed against the wall by Canada. He was surprisingly strong.
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It all started at a bar [RusCan]
Fiksi Penggemar**Smut yaoi, fluff yaoi, just gay in general** Okay, okay, so a huge Russian guy, around like 5'11 walks into a bar and so does this 5'7 Canadian guy, k? You got all that? OKAY SO THEN THEY---