Drunk in Love - Rusame

Chapter 4

Russia basically sprinted back to his room, but, it more like a fast shuffling due to the fact that he still had a goddam hangover.

'Did America just fucking apologize to me?'

That was the only thing that he could think of while he quickly made his way back to his dorm room, were he really hoped that he still had some Advil left.

Russia's face was red every time he thought about it, to which he really nobody was in his hallway, he was not in the mood to have people try and talk to him. So, he sighed in relief as he walked down his hallway and there was nobody there.

He shoved his hand into his pocket to search for his keys, he hoped that he didn't leave them at America's, because that would be super fucking awkward. But, thankfully the keys to his dorm where in his back pocket, to which he immediately shoved they into the key whole and tried to yank his door open.

When he got his door open he scrambled inside as fast as he could, shutting the door behind him and he tried to calm his racing heart. He let out a shuddering breath, closing his eyes as he leaned his back against the cold door to his dorm, after a few minutes he opened his eyes and took in a deep breath.

"That was fucking weird."

That was probably the nicest that America had ever been to him, if he wasn't berating him or calling him insults he would be trying to get him to fight him, which never worked, that is, until America started to talk about his father. Russia shook his head and checked the time, it was about 11 AM, he blushed when he realized that he had been in the bed with America for about ten hours.

He pushed those thoughts away as he walked away from the door and made his way over to his dresser.

When he realized that he still had a splitting headache he took a quick detour to the kitchen to grab a glass of water. After filling it up with cold water, he refused to drink room temperature water, and walked over to his desk where a small bottle stood near his bookbag. He snatched the bottle after he had set down the glass, he then opened the bottle, shook out the proper dosage for what he needed and then closed it again. He then chugged his water to wash down the pills, which was pretty easy due to the fact that he ended up having to do this a few times a week.

He then set down the now empty glass and walked over to his dresser now to look for some clothes.

When he got there, he started to looked through his dresser in search of some decent clothes, but, before he could even find something he heard a knock in his door. He froze, thinking that it was America, he did not want to have to deal with that at the moment, it would be super awkward. But, when he heard someone start to yell outside he relaxed, he knew that voice, Ukraine.

"RUSSIA OPEN YOUR DAMN DOOR YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!!!"

He walked over to the door, leaving his dresser open because he didn't give a shit if Ukraine saw it, and winced when the knocking got louder.

"IM COMING!"

The knocking stopped as he yelled back, he then threw the door open to glare at his brother, "Dude, I have a hangover, chill."

Ukraine rolled his eyes but froze as he saw the huge bruise on his face, both that as well as his black eye were now a strange purple colour at this point. His eyes hardened as he shoved Russia into the dorm room, he slammed the door which made Russia wince, and he stomped over to him, looking pissed off as hell. He roughly took his face into his hands before Russia could try and back up, his brother yanked him down to his own height to get a closer look at the injuries on his face, which he then inspected them closely.