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Russia's POV
°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°America and I were working on the final paragraph when I suddenly felt a weight on my shoulder. I look over to see Ame had fallen asleep.
This was honestly adorable, he looked so peaceful. I carefully pushed our little project away and turned my body a bit. I was going to wake him up, I think... Anyways, his head fell directly to my chest. My face has never been so red before. God, I was going to need a lot of vodka to forget this.I picked him up and set him on my bed, expecting him to just curl up and sleep, instead, my face got even redder. He grabbed my wrist and held it firmly. Pulling it closer to him, or at least he was trying to.
I figured "why not" and carefully got into bed with him. He nuzzled into my chest, wait he did what?! ABORT MISSION, ABORT MISSIO- Wait, no, calm down, Russia. It's okay this is okay. Just breath. I wrapped my arms around him, he snuggled closer.I calmed myself as best I could, thank God it was working. I felt my eyelids become heavy as everything else in the world drifted away, and the only thing that remained in my thoughts the broken little country in my arms.
§Le Time Skip§
I awake to the sound of snickering, which was very upsetting because I felt rather comfortable. I open my eyes to see Ukraine in my bedroom doorway. I shifted my eyes downwards and realized I still had America in my arms. My face heats up as I realized my situation as of now. "Shut up" He continues to snicker. "Russia's got a boyfriend, Russia's got a-"
Ukraine was cut off from his chanting as America started to stir. He groaned and nuzzled closer, obviously not wanting to be woken up. "Huh?..." He looked up at me, eyes widened. His white stripes are no longer visible due to the blush. "...uhhhhhhhhhhhh" Ukraine chuckles and walks out the door, leaving me all by myself in a rather awkward situation."I uh...better get home now," He says, moving my arms so he can his leave. He grabbed his backpack and started to leave my room. "Bye," I said quickly, he looks back at me, "yeah...bye"
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Secrets {A Rusame story}
FanfictionRussia and America have hated each other for longer than anyone could imagine. It was simply their parents fought so they fought. America was popular and 'loved' everywhere he went, while Russia was an outcast. One day they are paired up for a clas...