2p!/1p!Hetalia Oneshots~

Colds [2p!RusAme]

This is a request from GleraSaurus! I decided to do fluff--- :')

Sorry if Viktor is out of character, as well as Allen.

Iamalsosorryabouthowlatethisis---
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"....You need to be more careful. "

" I am careful! Just my crazy acting skills! " Allen said in between sniffs. Unfortunately, the man has gotten a cold, and poor Viktor had to take care of the man. But how could he be angry at the guy?

" You don't have any acting skills. " Viktor pointed out. This made Allen gasp dramatically, " Well you're very encourag- aCHOO! " His reply was cut off by his own sneeze. It made Viktor smile. Mentally. Is that possible? Though, he had to admit, it was kind of amusing.

He kept his pokerface, " Now you sound like Oliver and Flavio. " Allen groaned, that seemed to shut him up. The male turned around and shuts his eyes. Considering that he was laying on a couch, he almost fell off of the thing. Viktor didn't bother to do anything and sat on a chair he had placed beside the couch, staring into the flames of the fireplace his little sister had lit before she left, knowing that someone was still in the house.

Before he knew it, Allen already fell asleep. Viktor looked over at Allen amd sighed, placing a cup of water onto the coffee table in front of him and scooped up the American. It kind of felt like babysitting, also, if Allen found out he was being carried by Viktor, it would probably put a dent in his pride.

Viktor took the American in a spare room in the house, placing him on the bed and then lighting a fire in the fireplace in the room. The Russian man took a look at Allen's curled up body, and decided to lay down next to him, wrapping his arms around his waist. Never in a million years he thought he would do this, but, looks like those million years don't matter in this situation. 

Soon, the man found himself slowly drifting off onto dreamland.

~Time For Mornin'~

As the snores filled the room, Viktor was having quite a bad dream, soon shooting up in cold sweat. Due to the sudden motion, he kind of knocked Allen off of the bed. Surprisignly, Allen seemed fine and continued to rest, rolled up in a blanket.

Viktor peered over the edge of the bed and sighed, holding his head. A groan soon came from the American on the ground, "What the hell..? Why am I on the ground..?" He mumbled as a few sniffles were heard in between words. 

The Russian man sat on the edge of the bed, saying that he had moved him into this guest room after he passed out. He decided to leave out the 'Oh and I also slept beside you,' part. Allen slowly got up, "Thanks man...I guess.." Viktor nodded. He went out the room to go and get something to eat for the two of them, and then the day went on normally.

After they ate, Allen left to go back to his house. And then it was just another normal day for the two boys.
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Hahaha...I know, it's short, again. Sorry for the lack updates, writer's block n' shit. ;v;

Also, I know it's not really fluffy, but I tried--