Requested by @fayreies
(Russia x Turkey)
Turkey had received an invitation from Russia, saying that he was invited to his party.
Turkey and Russia had more of a small relationship, but they knew each other quite well, although quite knew about it. The party took place at Russia's house, in the afternoon tomorrow.
Turkey decided to go, since he wasn't busy tomorrow.
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Turkey woke up on his bed, with the invitation on the wall to remind Turkey, he looked at the clock on the wall.
"Crap!" Turkey jumped out of his bed and dressed up what he would usually wear, also something to impress Russia.
"I'm gonna be late," he frantically decided what to wear, attempting to look nice. He pulled out a jet black tuxedo and pulled it over him. He yanked up his pants and combed his hair to the side.
He looked around, trying to think if he was forgetting something that he would need. After a while of thinking, he hurried to his car.
He jumped in the car and turned in the engine and drove off. He felt nervous that he would say something bad to Russia or do something that wouldn't please him. At least he wouldn't be the only one there.
Without anymore thinking, he resumed his swift journey on car. He read the invitation, and squinted at the addresses to see which one matched.
He halted the car, matching up the addresses and parking the car besides the garage.
Only one car? They probably just came walking... Turkey thought to himself, shrugging off the question. He adjusted the tie on his tuxedo, locked the car, and sauntered towards the door. He lifted a hand up, and knocked three times. He lingered outside and heard Russia unlocking the door.
Russia was found opening the door, greeting Turkey in Russian. Russia looked at Turkey with a sad look, and pulled him into a tight hug.
"Спасибо," Russia said in his ear.
(Thankyou) Pronunciation: Spasibo
"Where's everyone?" Turkey noticed as the house was empty.
"There's no everyone, you're the only one," Russia pulled away from the hug. Turkey felt bad at the moment, that no one arrived to Russia's party.
"Oh," Turkey tried to bring up something as he walked in.
Turkey took a seat on the couch, awaiting for Russia to speak.
"Vodka?" Russia asked, grabbing a bottle of vodka.
"I don't think I've ever drunk that," Turkey replied ,"but I'll try some."
"You'll like it," Russia tilted the vodka and poured it into a small glass cup. Turkey took the cup and took a sip. He wrung at the taste first, making a sour face. "Do you like it?"
Turkey nodded, forcing a smile.
Russia chuckled, "The more you drink it the better it'll taste."
Turkey drank it sip by sip, realizing what Russia said was true.
Russia sat beside Turkey, and wrapped his scarf around Turkey's neck, both sharing the scarf like a small bridge connecting to each other. Turkey blushed a little as Russia just gave him a friendly smile.
Turkey shyly leaned his head to rest on Russia's shoulder. Russia raised his hand, about to take off Turkey's mask. Before Turkey could stop him, Russia just turned Turkey's head to plant a kiss on his forehead.
Turkey reddened brightly and froze in confusement. Russia gave another gentle smile with his eyes closed. Turkey grinned in return and pushed himself closer to Russia until he could feel his warmth inviting him closer.
Sorry if this was short, It's like 2 in the morning 😴
