Drunk in Love - Rusame

Chapter 15

Sorry for the wait! Here's your noice dosage of RusAme!

//also sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes along the way//

The next time America woke up he was pressed up against a large mass to his left that was pretty warm, and since he knew that it was Russia, he just pulled the other closed to him and yawned. He heard Russia chuckle, sounding tired, as well as feeling a hand gently rubbing his back underneath his hoodie, which had ridden up a little.

"Morning sleeping beauty." America giggled sleepily and snuggled up closer to Russia, "Shut up you jerk."

America felt more tired than he usually did, which was strange, due to the fact that he had gone to bed super early and took medicine before he fell asleep. His opened up his eyes slowly, he now saw that he was more on top of Russia that he was beside him, it looked like he had tried to cuddle him from the side and top at the same time.

The room was almost pitch black, the only small amount of light was coming from Russia's phone, which the other country was playing on at the moment. It was also very quiet, aside from their breathing as well as America being able to hear Russia's heartbeat since he was laying his head on his chest.

The smaller countries mouth opened as he yawned once again, after that he shifted so that he was now curled into Russia's side and not on top of him. It was then that he heard the soft music coming from the other countries phone, he could barely hear it, but he did none the less. It was a song called 'bohemian rhapsody' by Queen, if America's memory was correct, but, it usually wasn't.

America looked at the phone screen again, he could now see that Russia was playing Tetris of all of the games that he could be playing at 3 AM.

When America saw the time he felt less crazy for waking up so tired, even though he had still gotten a good amount of sleep for the time he went to bed. He rested his head on Russia's shoulder, to which the other just used the arm around his waist to pull him even closer, "Rus... why are you up at three in the morning?"

Russia stifled a yawn as his eyes fluttered closed for a couple of seconds, only to open back up to look down at him, "Cause...I have insomnia."

America just huffed, taking the situation and making it into one where it would benefit him, and moved so that he was now laying down on top of Russia and cuddled into his chest, "That's okay...I'm very good at making people relax."

Russia rolled his eyes and grinned, "Is that so?"

America wrapped his arms around Russia's neck and tried to move the other countries head closer to his own, "Yeah...c' mere, kiss me~"

Russia snickered before he leaned down to deliver a swift and chaste kiss to his lips before he pulled away just as fast, earning himself an angry look from the smaller country, "I kissed you, now go back to sleep, you're sick and you need your rest."

America stubbornly shook his head, once again trying to pull Russia's head down towards him so that he could kiss him, "Russs, c' mon, don't be a jerk, this will help, I promise."

Russia huffed, not allowing the other to pull his head down closer to his, "Ame, just go to bed, I'll sleep eventually."

But, since America was an annoying prick, he just continued to whine and complain for the next ten minutes, and when you haven't slept in way too long, it gets aggravating pretty fast. All of the, 'c' mon Rus,' and 'don't be a loser' was getting old quickly. The taller gave him a glare, which was when the country on top of him knew that he had finally won this argument.

So, America then wasted no time to shove Russia's phone out of the way and lean forward to smash their lips together. Russia jumped in surprise at the overall aggressiveness of a half asleep country, but, he soon relaxed as he set his phone down and kissed back.