It was the morning of the forth day underground for the two. Russia woke up first, stretched himself and headed for the kitchen to make breakfast. He heated some milk, poured it into a small bowl and added cereal. He went back to his and America's room and sat on his bed. Then he looked at America, who hadn't woken up yet. He was cuddling with his pillow. Russia didn't notice but he was slightly smiling and had a small blush across his face. When he realised that, he quickly looked away and went back to his pale expression. He started thinking. 'What is going on?? Every single time I look at him I catch myself blushing. Is that what happens to normal friends? Does that happen to him too? I'm not going to ask him, but still.. I can't like him, can I? Oh hell no, my father would beat the sh*t out of me if I was gay. And especially for a capitalist. He would- eh; I should probably stop thinking about that.. I don't want to get all emotional again'. He thought and continued eating his breakfast. When he finished it he went to the walkie talkie to see if anyone tried to talk to them. Still nothing. Then he tried talking to it, with the hope that someone would answear. He spent a few minutes trying to figure out how that damn machine worked but eventually he gave up. Then he remembered that America knew how it worked. He took a quick glance at him and, of course, he was still sleeping. 'I guess I have to wait until he wakes up. At least I can look at him longe- wait, what? I-I have to stop, this is probably weird' He sighed, went back to his room and lay down head-first on his bed. He was really troubled, as he didn't know why he was thinking that sort of stuff. A few minutes passed and Russia was still struggling to clear his mind. He couldn't get that feeling off of him. It's like he enjoyed watching America sleeping. 'Maybe I don't actually like him and I'm just weird? Or a sociopath..? Well, it's better than liking him- .A-Actually no it isn't. I don't know, I'm confused! Well, maybe If I.. I don't know, look at him? Maybe that will help me understand what I'm feeling'. He took a deep breath and turned around to 'face' America. Still sleeping, cuddling with that pillow. A few moments passed, and here comes the smile and blush. When Russia noticed, he actually allowed himself to enjoy it, whatever it was. But before he could actually understand anything, America opened his eyes. Russia saw him and quickly turned around, blushing. Then he heard America giggling. "Why do I have to wake up everyday to you looking at me while I sleep??" Russia tried to laugh back "Eh- Well, because of the fact that you sleep with your glasses on". America started snickering. "And you sleep with your ushanka on" Russia looked at America. "I actually don't" America looked confused. "Wait, what? But I've never seen you take it off" And then Russia just replied with a "Heh, yeah". America waited for the reason, but didn't got it. He thought that it may have something to do with his father, so he didn't just anything except a "Cool".
America then got up and went to the kitchen to make himself breakfast. Russia then figured it would be a good time to change clothes. He went to his bag, grabbed a white blue-stripped shirt, a blue pair of jeans and some trainers. Then he yelled "America, I'm going to change for a sec, so don't come in. Хорошо (okay)?" And heard a "Yeah ok" for response. He then locked the door and sat on his bed to change.
America made some coffee instead of breakfast and was about to go back in his room when he heard Russia tell him that he will be changing clothes and not to come in. America blushed a little and said back "Yeah ok". He sat on an armchair that was between the bedroom and the kitchen and drank his coffee. After a few minutes he was spaced out and thinking about random stuff. His family, friends, home, a few memes he saw on Instagram the other day, and then he remembered a map he saw that showed what every country watches mostly on pornhub. It wasn't true, just a small joke somebody made, but some countries got really upset for some reason.
It looked somewhat like this..
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He laughed a little from remembering this. But then he noticed something. In Russia the most viewed said that it was Hentai, but when he told Russia about manga he didn't know what it was. He was trying to hold back his laugh, as he didn't want Russia to hear him. He continued drinking his coffee until Russia eventually came out of the bedroom. America smiled at him and he smiled back. He then sat on a chair next to America's armchair with one of his legs on the chair, near his chest. "I wanted to tell you something" America put the cup of coffee down "Mhm?" "I wanted to try to talk through the walkie talkie but I couldn't figure out how it worked. Could you give it a shot?" "Oh so you need my help?" Russia seemed a little embarrassed and looked away. Then he said almost silently "Дa, that.." America took a sip of coffee and continued talking "What for..?" Russia looked at him again "If you've noticed nobody has contacted us for two days" "Oh yeah, good idea. Just in a bit, I wanna drink my coffee". "Okay" Russia put his leg down and sat normally. The typical silence followed and America tried to find something to talk about. "Do you want some coffee too?" "Hm? Oh eh, no" America took another sip from his coffee. "Okaaaay". Russia looked around, trying not to seem akward. He was uncomfortable and America noticed that. He thought he said something wrong, so he tried complimenting him because he thought that would make him feel more comfortable. He smiled and said "So Russia, nice outfit. The blue really suits you." Russia looked at him confused, and even more uncomfortable. "T-thank you, you look good too". 'Jesus, why is he so uncomfortable? Is it something I said? Did I bring up something about his dad again? I probably shouldn't have complimented him. Ok, imma gonna try one more thing' "Thanks! Also question, have you tried these 'Tsakiri' chips there are in the kitchen? They're so good!" "I haven't tried them.. I might do it later" said Russia and then looked away into space and stayed quite. 'Ok, I had enough! Something is bothering him' America put his cup of coffee on the table next to the armchair. "Hey man, is something bothering you?" America got a little closer to Russia. R-Nah, I'm good A-You sure? R-Yep A-You've been acting a little weird since this morning. Are you surely okay? R- What do you mean I've been acting weird? A-Well first of all, you were looking at me sleeping and when I called you out you just fake laughed. Now you try not to talk to me and you look uncomfortable. What happened?
Russia got caught off guard from the things America told him once again. "I-I.. I just, em" he tried to talk but he couldn't. Then he felt two small, warm arms wrapping around him. He felt his face heat up when he saw America hug him. "Whatever happened, you can tell me. I'm a good listener and I won't judge. Trust me, alright?" Russia just stayed quiet and nodded, because he knew that if he tried to say anything at all, he would say something weird. America let go of him and took his armchair and put it infront of Russian's chair. "So, what happened?"
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It's a small chapter but a couple things happened, what can you say? Hope you like it! Yeah I don't have anythingelse to say here XD. See you on the next chapter!
