7 days close to yoυ- Countryhuman love story ~rusame~

Chapter 10- Couldn't hold it anymore

The morning was scary. They both didn't know what to expect. Would they be dug out of there today? Tomorrow? Who knew really?

Russia woke up first as usual and decided to change clothes before America woke up. He went to his bag and took out his apricot-coloured sweater and a blue pair of ripped jeans. He placed them on his bed and started taking his shirt off. America woke up from the noise and opened his eyes, without moving an inch. Once he saw Russia, his face became as red as his flag. He didn't know what to do, he was panicking. Should he say something? Well, if he did it would be awkward for the both of them. And if he didn't Russia could notice him. Then he realised that he was wearing sunglasses so Russia couldn't, so he calmed himself. A few minutes passed and America tried to go back to sleep or at least look somewhere else, but he just couldn't take his eyes off of him. 'Fuck, I can't! I can't do this! He's so hot, God damn. Well maybe I do like him, huh. And I think I friendzoned the guy yesterday, jees. I didn't do it on purpose! I just.. I was confused. Ooooof. But don't be sure America, he might.. just... Wanna be close friends? Yeah, probably that. Wait, what's that on my nose..' America looked down to see him nosebleeding. It wasn't too much but Russia could notice. 'Great, that confirms even more that I like him. Now what am I going to do?? Eh.. maybe I could turn around and wipe it off? Yeah that could work' America didn't wait a second and immediately turned around so Russia couldn't see his face, and started wiping his nose. He could tell Russia was looking at him because the noise stopped. After 30 seconds Russia finally continued changing and put his changed clothes in his bag. Then America heard him lie on the bed again. And then, silence. 'What? Is he going to sleep again? What for? Why did he want to change clothes if he's gonna just go to sleep again? Hmm.... Oh, wait' America turned around again to see Russia. He was lying on his bed and looking at him. America wasn't really surprised, but he blushed. 'Really Russia? Really? Why do you like looking at me so much? I'm not that good-looking anyway'. As he was looking at America, Russia noticed that he was blushing. He realised he was awake. "God damn it America" America started laughing loudly. "WHY. TELL ME WHY". Said again Russia and laughed too. "I should be the one asking you! Why do you like looking at me so much?? And don't tell me that 'you sleep with sunglasses' excuse!" "If I tell you I might have to kill you afterwards, what do you prefer?" America laughed "Well I prefer to not die with that question hunting me!" "Oh so you prefer to die??" "YEAH-" A pillow hit America straight in the face and he fell backwards. "TAKE THAT" yelled Russia. "OH YEAH?? YOU THINK YOU CAN BEAT ME? NO YOU CAN'T-" another pillow hit America again but that time he didn't fall. He took it and looked at it like he had never seen a pillow before in life. "Whaa..? Where did you even find this??" Russia smirked and pulled 8 pillows from behind his bed. "It has about 15 pillows behind my bed. This is your final warning, do you still want to get your ass beaten?" "You think you're gonna win this battle? THINK AGAIN" then Russia pulled all the pillows from the bed and calmly placed them Infront of him, always with a demonic smile on his face. And when he was about to throw one at America's face America suddenly jumps on his bed with a pillow on his hand and starts hitting him on the face "HAHA! I TOLD YOU!" Russia was stragling to talk because America was hitting him "Чувак! (Dude!) то есть мошенничество! (That's cheating!)" He said and grabbed a pillow to hit him. "It doesn't matter! It will be a battle to the death!" Then Russia slapped him hard in the face once again, making America fall off the bed. Thankfully with no injuries, but he seemed mad as hell. "Дерьмо (shit)" said Russia through his teeth. America got up with a pillow in his hand and with all the power he had threw it at Russia. Or, at least wanted to throw it at Russia. The pillow went flying out of the room and hit something in the living room. It made a breaking sound. The two countries looked at eachother shocked. "I'll go" said Russia and went out of the room to see what had happened. "Oh shit. America we might have a small problem" he said from the living room. "Why what happened?" "We broke something. Wait what's this?" "Eehh, what did we break?" America heard no response. "Dude what did we break?" Silence "Should I come there to see by myself?". And then Russia came running from the living room inside with a cowboy hat on his head "YEEEEHAH! RIDE EM BULLDOG! USA! USA! USA!" America was.. more than shocked. But before he could say anything he started laughing. Seeing Russia with a cowboy hat and a stupid smile on his face jumping up and down yelling that? Yeah nobody could hold it in, not even UK. Once America was done laughing his ass off and making weird breathing sounds while doing so, he finally asked. "What the fuck.. are you doing?" "I found this cowboy hat and thought I'd pretend to be you" "Wha- I'm not like that!" Russia chuckled. "At least you don't think so" America jokingly looked shocked-angry and had his mouth wide open while Russia was laughing. "Oh yeah? Well look!" America took Russia's ushanka and put it on his head. "YIOU LETAL SYKA THINK YIOU CAN MEHK FUN OF MEH?" He said, trying to sound Russian. Russia was laughing really hard but America didn't even crack a smile. "LOK I CAN DO THE ROSHAN DANCE" he said and basically tried to do this: